Good martial arts in the city, many children, many blessings

"Um?"

Li Xunhuan did a somersault and got up.

"The Transmigrator System may be late, but it will arrive eventually? Many children, many blessings? What the heck?"

The thought flashed through his mind, and the system's functions began to unfold.

【Many Children, Many Blessings System】

1. The stronger the martial arts skills of the contracted partners, the more passively their genetic potential is enhanced when they combine.

2. Reproduce bloodline genes, trace back to the source, and actively enhance understanding of the cultivation method.

3. By nurturing one's offspring to cultivate martial arts, and with the protection of one's ancestors, one can slowly accumulate spiritual energy for martial arts.

In short, it can be summarized in one sentence.

If he marries a strong wife and has an outstanding son, he can relax as a father.

Under the golden sunlight, Li Xunhuan felt as if she were bathed in holy light.

With the system in hand, the future is bright.

He seemed to see himself reaching the highest realm of martial arts, surrounded by children and countless beautiful wives and concubines.

Glug glug~!

The rumbling of his hungry stomach interrupted his deep reverie.

Driven by the need to survive, Li Xunhuan, brimming with energy, decided to first solve the problem of food and clothing.

Find a job with room and board to support yourself, marry a virgin wife who doesn't care about money, have children, and go crazy with the system!

If the bride price is unavoidable, then let's have children first and not get married. Anyway, the system doesn't care, so he doesn't mind.

Li Xunhuan's thoughts wandered further and further, and he decided to find a class to attend first.

"Ding-dong!"

A neatly rolled-up new job offer was unfolding before him.

Rose Martial Arts Hall

We are currently looking to hire one junior teaching assistant. The monthly salary is 3,000 yuan, with meals and accommodation provided. The job is a six-day work week with one day off.

Job requirements: Ranked first in the entire school in the martial arts entrance exam; no work experience required.

Job Responsibilities: Ensure that no student in the library fails any humanities courses.

Work address: No. 444, Wudao Street, Anping District, Shenzhen.

Interview location: First floor reception area.

After the darkest hour comes the dawn; after the worst of times, good fortune will eventually come!

Li Xunhuan was beaming with excitement.

"This...this is exactly me!"

Soon, Li Xunhuan, who had been speeding along on bus number 11, arrived at her destination.

444 Wudao Street.

Rose Martial Arts Hall.

The street is lined with bright and transparent shop windows, with simple and orderly interior decorations.

The new martial arts school is quite large, with the first floor alone covering nearly 100 square meters. The red silk banner hanging above the entrance sign is still in place, clearly indicating the opening of the new school, which is full of vitality from the inside out.

Just like him, his future is bright.

Li Xunhuan coughed lightly, ignored the sign at the door that read "Under renovation, no unauthorized personnel allowed," and pushed the door open to enter.

"Hello, I'm here for noodles..."

The front desk of the martial arts school was empty, except for a majestic white-browed tiger with piercing eyes on the wall, which was staring at him vividly.

A tiger descending the mountain!

Li Xunhuan held her breath and could faintly hear the thumping sounds of punching bags coming from the second floor.

He followed the traction route signs on the ground, and climbed the winding steps along the side.

……

Her silky black hair was styled into a high ponytail, flying in the wind and rippling with each strike of the female boxer, showcasing the host's arrogance and confidence.

'Martial arts school owner? A martial arts addict!'

Li Xunhuan subtly observed the female shopkeeper, who wore a folded triangular hat made of old newspapers, had rosy cheeks, delicate features, and picturesque eyebrows, trying to understand her personality.

A trendy off-white blouse tied with a bow, revealing a slender and supple waist and a fair navel;

"Rich, good-looking, wealthy, and generous!"

Light blue skinny jeans paired with white sneakers, and a black trench coat simply tied around the waist;

"A simple lifestyle, efficient movements, clear life goals, bold thinking and decisive action, and strong execution!"

She had an oval face, almond-shaped eyes, slender eyebrows, bright red lips, a high nose bridge, and a tall, elegant figure, exuding a natural charm.

Only her cheeks were slightly thin, her cheekbones were slightly prominent, and her skin tone was cool, giving her a strong and domineering impression.

But in Li Xunhuan's eyes, it was full of the domineering and imposing aura of a wealthy young lady.

Foolish people with lots of money always jump on the bandwagon!

Thinking of this, Li Xunhuan immediately quickened his pace, keeping his head slightly lowered, as if afraid that the 1.88-meter-tall man would clash with the other party's powerful aura.

"Hello, um?" Li Xunhuan smiled shyly, revealing the awkwardness and bashfulness of an eighteen-year-old boy.

"Excuse me, I'm here for an interview for a junior teaching assistant position in the humanities at your institution. Could you please inform the director?"

Liu Yanran took off her boxing gloves with one hand and looked the young, sunny boy in front of her up and down with a straightforward gaze.

He blinked almost imperceptibly, twisted open the spring water bottle with one finger, and took a small sip.

Her red lips parted slightly, and her brows revealed the considerations of someone in a superior position.

"What? This martial arts school doesn't seem to be run by your sister?"

"Huh? No, that's not it!"

Li Xunhuan pretended to suddenly realize something and pointed to the punching power tester behind her that showed 930 kilograms.

"Seeing how skilled you are, I thought you were the newly hired headmaster of the martial arts school, so I didn't dare to speak carelessly."

Liu Yanran's face darkened, and she walked expressionlessly to the rest area, sat down, and looked down at her tablet to review her resume.

Li Xunhuan's heart skipped a beat. He thought to himself, "Oh no, I've flattered the wrong person!"

Seeing his restrained expression, Liu Yanran handed him a bottle of spring water, which Li Xunhuan immediately accepted with both hands respectfully.

"Don't be nervous. I've looked at your information, it's fine. There's nothing seriously wrong with me."

"However, as you can probably see, the situation here is dire. With the new building opening, everything is in disarray, and we're starting from scratch."

"The job posting also states the benefits: you'll start as a junior assistant instructor at the martial arts school, with a monthly salary of 3,000 yuan, meals and accommodation provided, six days on, one day off. As the martial arts school grows and expands, you'll become one of the founding members!"

Liu Yanran's skill in making empty promises as a "capitalist" is truly self-taught!

Li Xunhuan nodded cautiously, outwardly agreeing but inwardly remaining noncommittal, and subtly made a request.

"Master, um, I just graduated from school and I'd like to learn more. Would it be possible for me to sit in on the students' classes?"

Li Xunhuan didn't care about money, because with a monthly salary of three thousand, he wouldn't have much left after deducting food and clothing.

But as far as he knew, the opening of a martial arts dojo required one person to have a mastery of the techniques.

This is also the last glimmer of hope for social dropouts who failed to get into martial arts universities to pursue martial arts.

Li Xunhuan wants to give it a try.

Liu Yanran's brows furrowed, her eyes narrowed slightly, and she carefully examined the young man in front of her, whose fuzz on the corners of his mouth had not yet completely disappeared, and whose eyes were as clear as a pool of hot spring. She remained silent for a long time.

The other person's stubborn passion for martial arts was just like her back then, who wouldn't turn back until she hit a brick wall.

My heart softened, and I couldn't bring myself to refuse.

But getting her to agree easily is absolutely out of the question.

After all, three-legged toads are hard to find, but there are plenty of naive two-legged graduates.

The university of life will teach them how to be a person.

A moment of silence.

Liu Yanran stood up, walked to the strength testing machine, adjusted the punching and kicking targets, and gestured.

"Come on, give me a punch!"

Li Xunhuan's expression turned serious, knowing that this was a test from the bishop. He quickly took a deep breath, jogged forward, and stood slowly in front of the heavy human-shaped punching bag.

I stretched and loosened my muscles to make sure I was completely relaxed.

With a sudden burst of energy, he sprang up like a lazy tiger cub, his spine taut like a bowstring, and with a powerful twist of his feet, he spun half a circle on the spot, the force rising from the ground and penetrating his spine.

Li Xunhuan's right fist was like a cannonball piercing the air, drawing a straight arc before slamming heavily onto the punching bag of the strength testing machine.

"Bang!"

The punching bag, which was tilted back, trembled deeply and shook violently backward.

Strength: 502 kg!

Speed: 12.49 meters per second!

Standing in front of the speed tester, Li Xunhuan sighed. He felt he had performed at his best this time, but the result...

Sure enough, Liu Yanran's slender, sword-like eyebrows furrowed at a visible speed, her long, fair fingertips rubbing her chin, and a barely perceptible glint flashed in her eyes.

Li Xunhuan walked with a troubled expression to a metal helmet connected to a fiber optic probe.

"Um, Master, I lasted 5 seconds with the mental testing device during the martial arts exam. Do I need to be tested again?"

"No need," Liu Yanran shook her head and said, "Among the three physical attributes, spirit represents the maximum combat time that a martial artist can withstand while wearing a warrior-level triple-strength mech. Since you're not a martial artist, testing it won't be of any use."

Li Xunhuan lowered her head in silence. "Do I still have a chance?"

As expected, is this yet another instance of self-humiliation?