Junior Divine Script Researcher

Junior Divine Script Researcher

Zhou Leng said, "Martial arts research, you mean?"

"Yes."

"I probably wasn't very good at that. But if I had to say something, I had done a little research in the field of Divine Script. Recently, I'd been studying it more deeply," Zhou Leng said.

Deng Zhijue was slightly surprised. "You're so young, and you're already researching Divine Script? Divine Script is known as the pearl in the crown of the Ten Realms' research fields. It's as profound as the Martial Path."

"I had a little talent for Divine Script," Zhou Leng said.

Deng Zhijue's eyes lit up. "If you say you have talent, then it must be true. There's the practical test this morning, and classes officially begin this afternoon. After class, we'll go to the Proctoring Room and take the online examination for Junior Divine Script Researcher."

"This examination should be pretty difficult, right?" Zhou Leng's gaze was somewhat strange.

"Any examination related to Divine Script is difficult. I don't believe you can pass it in one try, either. I'm just letting you give it a shot and see how many points you can get. Once we know where you stand, you can prepare for the next attempt."

"Alright."

Deng Zhijue smiled. "If you really pass this examination, not only will you receive a monthly subsidy of 6,000, but you'll also be qualified to participate in the Divine Script General Bureau's Divine Script Deciphering Reward."

But Zhou Leng was somewhat absentminded. After hesitating for a moment, he said, "Instructor, could you help unseal my Network ID? I wanted to participate in some online activities before, but I was forced to stop because I couldn't communicate."

"Network ID? You..." Deng Zhijue froze for a moment, then quickly understood.

"Because of your uncle's matter?" Deng Zhijue asked.

Zhou Leng nodded. "Other than because of him, there shouldn't be any reason to seal the Network ID of an ordinary person like me."

Deng Zhijue sighed. "My rank can't handle This Matter. But I'll go find the hall master. His authority should be enough."

"Hm? The hall master would get involved in my affairs?" Zhou Leng asked.

Deng Zhijue gave Zhou Leng a strange look, then said earnestly, "Our Hall Master Wang Boxiong is a very kind senior. If he learns that you're in difficulty, he'll definitely be willing to help."

"Please Help Me thank the hall master."

"I'll contact him now."

After Deng Zhijue finished sending Wang Boxiong a message, he said, "Come on, let's go to the Martial Arts Hall first."

Wang Boxiong walked out of the Innate Martial Arts Hall and looked over the message Deng Zhijue had sent. His eyes narrowed slightly.

Wang Boxiong pondered for quite a while, then sent Chen Shouhu a message.

"Zhou Leng's Network ID has been sealed. He can't even take online examinations."

"What does that have to do with me? He's with your Martial Guard Bureau now."

"My authority isn't enough."

"And mine is?"

"Heh."

The two men's words were laced with barbs.

Looking at that single "heh," Chen Shouhu saw Wang Boxiong's icy face Appeared before his eyes.

Chen Shouhu snorted coldly and shut off the projection screen.

After quite a while, he helplessly dialed a number.

"Hello, Second Uncle."

"Let me make this clear first: I'm not cleaning up your mess."

"No, I just need you to do me a favor and unseal a Network ID."

The other side fell silent for a long while before saying, "You called General Staff just to unseal a Network ID? Explain yourself."

"Zhou Leng. A kid."

"Bullshit."

"Ma Xingkong's nephew."

"You little bastard, always digging pits for your second uncle. No, this matter caused too much trouble Back Then. It wouldn't be good for me to step forward."

"When did you become so cowardly? Didn't you curse them Back Then too?"

"Ahem, it still wouldn't be appropriate."

"Then what should we do? I already promised Wang Huai Xiong."

"Where is that kid now?"

"Ru Da Affiliated Martial Arts Hall."

"A Martial Arts Hall? Hah, I thought it was something major. Just a Martial Arts Hall Student? That actually makes it easier. Even if the people over there remember, they probably couldn't be bothered to argue over it."

"Yeah, he's just a Martial Arts Hall Student." Chen Shouhu revealed a smile, then tucked it away.

"Have Wang Boxiong submit an application according to the Martial Guard Department's procedures. I'll call a friend at the Martial Guard Department. It'll be fine once it's approved."

"Thank You, Second Uncle."

"Why do I feel like you little bastard are hiding something from me? I need to investigate that Zhou Leng properly."

"It's really nothing. It's Just That he happens to be at Wang Boxiong's Martial Arts Hall. Wang Boxiong finally lowered his head to me, so I can't let the chain fall apart."

"Hmph, wait a moment. Zhou Leng..."

Chen Shouhu rolled his eyes. An old fox was still an old fox.

"Hm? Martial Arts Examination score of 276, High-Energy Blood Reaction, Full Nine on the Opening Term Test... You little bastard, you're just like before. Nine out of ten sentences are lies; even when you fart, you have to take a turn around the bend."

"Second Uncle..."

"Do you think I'm blind? This kid is absolutely at the first-rate level of the Top Ten Martial Arts Universities."

"Compared to Yunhua-Jingjing, there really wasn't much difference."

"I can't help with This Matter, but I have a friend who can probably help."

"Really?"

"Enough. Cultivate properly and advance to the Grandmaster Realm early."

"Thank You, Second Uncle. In my heart, you'll forever stand as lofty as a mountain."

"If you bother me less in the future, I'll thank heaven and earth. Hanging up."

Chen Shouhu smiled and propped both feet on the desk.

"Second Uncle was right. Zhou Leng really was at the first-rate level of the Top Ten Martial Arts Universities. Leaving him with Wang Huai Xiong would be a waste of talent. Let me think..."

Chen Shouhu made a call.

"Once Zhou Leng's Battle Merit reaches 100 and he advances to Private, forcefully add the status of Martial Arts Brigade Honorary Private for him. Give him all the normal authority and subsidies."

After Chen Shouhu finished speaking, he imagined Wang Huai Xiong's expression upon learning this news and smiled faintly.

Then Chen Shouhu frowned.

"Tong Tianxia appeared in Water Continent Demon City. What exactly was he there for? He couldn't really be going to do what that poem he wrote Back Then said, could he..."

Ru Da Affiliated Martial Arts Hall's Grand Martial Arts Arena.

Tiered spectator seats surrounded the enormous circular martial arts arena.

In the middle green training ground, white lines marked out eight twenty-meter squares, eight white squares arranged in a straight row.

The martial arts hall's four classes from this cohort stood before the white squares.

Zhou Leng, Lu Juncai, and the other students ranked in the top four of the Opening Term Test stood at the front of Class 01.

Instructor Deng Zhijue said, "Those eight white-lined squares are simple arenas. The upcoming practical test will be a nonstop continuous battle."

"The fights will begin with sixteen down to eight and continue until a champion is decided."

"The sixteen people will first draw lots to assign opponents, then fight one-on-one. The winners advance, and adjacent winners will continue fighting."

"Whoever wins first gets to rest. Whoever wins later will face an opponent waiting at ease for the exhausted."

"Apart from headgear and groin guards, no other protective equipment is allowed."

"Because this is a practical test, methods such as striking the groin, gouging the eyes, locking the throat, and throwing sand are all allowed. But try to show mercy."

"The bloodiness of these battles may surpass the Impact Resistance Test."

"This battle is meant to let you experience what the battlefield is truly like."

"Only by possessing a true Martial Heart can you become a powerful martial artist."

"Alright, start warming up. Zhou Leng, run in place."

The other three students began warming up by running, while the rest of the class watched Zhou Leng and Deng Zhijue curiously.

Deng Zhijue said, "Among the final sixteen, you're the only one who hasn't advanced to the Blood Circulation Stage."

Zhou Leng nodded lightly.

"So, the others will fight a war of attrition. Relying On their advantages in true qi and physical strength, they'll drag things out until your true qi is exhausted."

"That way, even if you enter the top eight, it'll be difficult to enter the top four. Even if you enter the top four, it'll be difficult to reach the finals."

"So now, it depends on your choice."