Advice from an Old Hand, Blood Qi Maxed Out?

"Hah! An actual Level 1 Intermediate Martial Artist?! Someone at Level 1 Intermediate is only now getting certified?"

"Strong! There are only a few dozen Level 1 Intermediate Martial Artists in all of Xujiang City! I never thought I'd see one here today."

"Tsk! His combat power is way above his blood qi value. Even among Level 1 Intermediate Martial Artists, this guy is impressive. His martial skill is at least Intermediate!"

Along with the Martial Association staff member's announcement came a wave of gasps from the crowd, and a surge of movement.

Li Ziyu was also a little surprised.

According to the Martial Association's standard for martial artist blood qi, reaching 1.5 blood qi qualifies as a Level 1 Beginner Martial Artist.

Reaching 3 blood qi qualifies as Intermediate, reaching 6 qualifies as Advanced, and reaching 10 qualifies as a Peak Level 1 Martial Artist!

This Bald Strongman's blood qi had already broken past 3—that was the Intermediate Martial Artist level.

And the Bald Strongman's combat power also exceeded the normal standard by a fair margin; his basic martial skill was likely at least Intermediate.

Thinking this, Li Ziyu glanced at the system.

Name: Li Ziyu.

Realm: Level 1 Intermediate Martial Artist.

Combat Skills: Gale Blade Technique, Intermediate Blade Technique, Beginner Body Movement Technique.

System: Martial God System.

Function: Can absorb all things to enhance blood qi; remaining functions await host's self-discovery.

"I'm also a Level 1 Intermediate Martial Artist. I wonder what my blood qi value is."

After the test, the few who had already finished couldn't help but step forward with fawning smiles to greet the strongman as he came down.

Even Bai Haoran went up and enthusiastically introduced himself to the strongman.

But the strongman remained expressionless throughout, ignoring the warmth of those around him. Yet no one dared show the slightest displeasure.

Those with strong strength all have tempers—understandable.

After testing, the strongman, like the Short-Haired Youth before him, didn't leave. He found a seat and sat down, turning his gaze to the next test taker, ready to watch.

The next to test was a young girl named Xia Lin. Li Ziyu's gaze followed, curiosity showing on his face.

From what Xu Mengyao had just told him, he already knew Xia Lin was the top genius of No.2 High School.

Perfect. Through Xia Lin's blood qi and combat power, he could see the gap between himself and a genius.

Li Ziyu thought to himself.

He had never fought anyone before; honestly, his current sense of his own strength was a bit fuzzy.

The young girl's pretty face was cool and serious. She walked to the front of the stage with a focused expression and entered the testing pod.

The Martial Association staff member tapped a couple of times on the panel, and numbers appeared on the display.

Seeing the numbers, the staff member looked a little surprised and couldn't help but take another look at Xia Lin before speaking:

"Blood qi value: 1.58."

"Looking at your records, you're still a high school student who hasn't graduated, right? To have such a high blood qi value at such a young age—truly, the younger generation inspires awe!"

After the blood qi test, Xia Lin proceeded to the combat power test.

She used a short sword. Walking up to the target, she let out a soft shout, and the short sword in her hand struck the target with speed, precision, and force.

"Combat power: 185!"

"Meets the Level 1 Martial Artist standard."

The Martial Association staff member looked at the data displayed on the target, a hint of surprise on his face.

A smile appeared as he addressed Xia Lin.

"Congratulations, classmate! You are now an official Martial Artist!"

"Once all the tests are finished, someone will issue you a badge representing your Level 1 Martial Artist status. Additionally, for first-time Martial Artist certification, the Association will also give you a copy of the Level 1 defensive combat skill, the Adamantine Body Tempering Method."

"You can choose to stay and watch, or you can leave—either is fine."

Xia Lin nodded to the staff member and, like the strongman, returned to her seat.

As she walked to her seat, the strongman even gave her a slight nod.

A high school student who hadn't yet graduated, becoming a Level 1 Beginner Martial Artist at such a young age—though her strength was lower than his as a Level 1 Intermediate Martial Artist, her future potential far exceeded his.

She deserved his respect.

"No wonder she's the top genius of No.2 High School, a seeded contender for the top three in the Martial Arts Exam. Her blood qi and combat power are both this high!"

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"A blood qi of 1.58 yielding a combat power of 185—her martial skill is at least Intermediate!"

In the seating area, Bai Haoran stared grimly at Xia Lin, who had just stepped down from the testing platform. He couldn't help but clench his fist.

A trace of jealousy stirred unconsciously in his heart.

"Don't worry, Bai Haoran, you're a genius too. You're no worse than Xia Lin!"

"I believe in you! Keep going!"

"Besides, even if your Qi-Blood and Combat Power can't match Xia Lin's, you're at least way better than that dead-last Li Ziyu, right?"

Xu Mengyao's expression was gentle, her tone soft as she patted Bai Haoran and comforted him considerately.

Hearing Xu Mengyao's words, Bai Haoan seemed to think of something and turned his gaze toward Li Ziyu, who sat in front.

Looking at Li Ziyu's back, Bai Haoran couldn't help but curl the corner of his mouth, a flicker of disdain in his eyes.

"That's true. No matter what, I'm a genius from the Three Highs. Even if my Qi-Blood and Combat Power can't match Xia Lin's, I'm still better than that dead-last Li Ziyu."

Bai Haoran's sense of superiority instantly surged as his eyes followed Li Ziyu's back moving up to the stage.

"Let him go test first, then!"

"Ha, coming for a Level 1 Martial Artist certification with less than 1 point of Qi-Blood—what a clown. When everyone here sees it, they'll probably burst out laughing."

"Mm!"

Xu Mengyao also turned her gaze toward Li Ziyu.

As Li Ziyu stepped onto the stage.

Below the stage, the burly man and Xia Lin both looked over.

Only Li Ziyu and Bai Haoran were left untested now. The two hadn't left earlier because they wanted to see Li Ziyu's test results.

After all, Li Ziyu was so young, and they'd overheard Xu Mengyao's conversation with him just now—it seemed he was being looked down on for low Qi-Blood.

They were a bit curious about just how low Li Ziyu's Qi-Blood actually was.

Li Ziyu walked onto the stage. The Martial Artist Association staff member glanced at him and spoke.

"Kid, you know how to use the Qi-Blood Tester?"

"Yeah, I've tested with it at school."

"Good. But as someone who's been through it, I'll tell you this—just because your Qi-Blood is low now doesn't mean you'll never become a martial artist."

"The road ahead is long. As long as you persevere and keep striving toward the path of a martial artist, one day in the future..."

"One day I'll become a martial artist?"

Li Ziyu looked up in surprise.

The Martial Artist Association staff member chuckled.

"Not exactly. One day you'll realize that you're just an ordinary person after all."

Li Ziyu was speechless. Bro, is this supposed to be encouragement or a put-down?

The staff member smiled, looked seriously at Li Ziyu, and spoke with a tone of advice.

"Kid, I see my old self in you."

"Back then, my Qi-Blood talent was better than yours, but our situations were pretty similar—both of us got dumped by our girlfriends right after school testing."

"But hey, that's life, right? Take it easy. It's not like you can't live without a woman."

After saying this, the staff member glanced toward Xu Mengyao's spot.

Li Ziyu was speechless again.

But he didn't bother explaining much. He just said thanks.

You know, despite this uncle's perpetually deadpan face, he turned out to be pretty warm-hearted.

He'd probably seen Xu Mengyao's words to Li Ziyu and made some connection.

Still, Li Ziyu didn't feel like explaining. He stepped into the testing pod and lay down.

A moment later.

A beep sounded.

On the screen outside the Qi-Blood Tester, a bright red number appeared.

5.999!