Ten minutes later.
Liyuan First High School, Principal's Office.
Boom!
There was a knock on the door.
"Come in!"
At this time, a voice came from inside. The voice was that of a man, very young.
Click!
The door was pushed open.
Lu Liao led Hu Qi in.
"Principal, Lu Yang is here!"
Hu Qi looked forward.
The furnishings inside the house are simple, spacious and bright.
A beam of soft sunlight shines through the floor-to-ceiling windows, making the dark brown solid wood desk warm and shiny.
Several documents and a cup of steaming tea were neatly placed on the table.
The bookshelf occupies the entire wall, filled with various books and trophies, looking solemn and elegant.
A landscape painting hangs quietly on the wall, the ink color is light and elegant, adding a bit of elegance to the room.
At this moment, a young man in his twenties was sitting on the high-backed leather chair behind the table.
Wearing simple casual clothes, he looks elegant.
With this appearance, no one would doubt him even if he was a college student.
But in fact, this is the principal of No. 1 High School, Long Lie.
As a Martial King level warrior.
I have greatly improved in Lifespan, and it is not difficult to stay beautiful.
Even though the other person is only in his twenties, he might actually be closer to 100 years old.
Even in this era, some ordinary people can stay young forever as long as they are willing to spend money, and they can even extend their lifespan to a certain extent by injecting drugs.
Although it cannot be compared with warriors, it is far superior to ordinary people. It is not a problem to live to be 120 or 30 years old.
At this moment, Long Lie's eyes stayed on Hu Qi for a moment, and then looked at Lu Liao.
"Director Lu, I'm sorry to bother you!"
"Where!"
Lu Liao waved his hand.
"You guys talk to that principal first, then call me if you need anything!"
While speaking, he glanced at Hu Qi.
He blinked and gestured, based on what he had just explained when he came.
It means asking Hu Qi to be careful in his words and deeds.
In response, Hu Qi just nodded and said nothing.
Wait until the door closes.
Only then did Long Lie turn his attention to Hu Qi again.
"You're great! I didn't expect you to be a dark horse in No. 1 High School."
Looking at Hu Qi standing in front of him, the corner of his mouth raised a smile of approval.
A student with a hundred calories of vitality and such strong practical ability can definitely be regarded as a preparatory seed for a top ten college.
As the principal, he was naturally happy to see this happen.
After all, he can also get rewards for training and delivering outstanding students to Federation.
"I have watched the battle just now. The actual combat ability is indeed good and amazing. But..."
At this point, he changed the subject.
"You should restrain your temper. If you are too strong, it will break easily. If you are too sharp, it may not be a good thing."
Hu Qi was noncommittal upon hearing this and walked straight to the seat aside.
He leaned lazily on the back of the chair, his legs crossed casually, and his eyes flashed with an undisguised look of defiance.
"Really? But I think that's what warriors should be like.
Move forward indomitably, have a clear mind, and do whatever you want. "
"The so-called strength that is too strong and easy to break is just an excuse for the weak.
If the fist is hard enough and cruel enough, how can it be broken? "
The words fell.
There was a brief silence in the room.
Long Lie looked at the confident smile on Hu Qi's face.
There was some silence.
Because he thought that when he was a teenager, he was also so high-spirited and wanton.
But as his knowledge grew and he witnessed too many geniuses, his edges were smoothed.
At that time, what he hated most was when someone lectured him based on his experience.
But unknowingly, I also became such a person.
Thinking of this, I also laughed.
"You are right. A true warrior needs to move forward courageously and have clear thoughts, but as you said, you have to be tough enough! I hope you can keep going! Keep this mentality!"
To this.
Hu Qi chuckled.
"This is natural, but principal, you are looking for me not just to tell me these things, right?"
There was no mincing words in his words.
Long Lie doesn't care about this either.
A few short words of contact from just now to now.
He already has a general understanding of this 'Lu Yang' in his mind.
Talented and crazy enough.
When talking to this kind of person, just speak up.
"Of course, I am looking for you this time to ask if you need to sign a contract!"
He opened a large drawer, pulled out a piece of A4 paper, and handed it to Hu Qi.
Hu Qi reached out to take it and glanced at it.
The content of this is simple.
After graduation, you need to work for the company.
In return, the company will provide financial support throughout their college career.
After all, the poor in culture and the rich in martial arts are the same everywhere.
If you want to go further in the martial arts, you cannot achieve success by working behind closed doors. In addition to the guidance of famous teachers, you also need various medicines, exercises, martial arts, etc.
To a certain extent, the content of this contract can be regarded as a contract of betrayal.
Just like those contracts with some big manufacturers in Blue Star.
If the company gives you three months of training, you will have to sign a five-year or even ten-year contract. If you leave early, you will be compensated hundreds of thousands!
This seemingly legal clause actually locks employees' professional freedom with high liquidated damages.
Some companies have turned benefits such as settlement indicators and equity incentives into long-term shackles, making the cost of resignation far beyond what ordinary people can afford.
But if you don't sign, you will miss out on work.
Same here, no contracts.
Without resource supply, it means that you need to spend a lot of time making money and collecting resources, thereby delaying your own practice.
But after signing, once you graduate, you need to work hard for the company.
If there is a breach of contract, you may even be taken to court.
Under the current social structure.
For ordinary warriors who want to go further, signing a contract with a company is the One and Only's way out.
After all, ordinary families simply cannot afford the consumption of warriors.
What they the One and Only can do is choose a company with slightly better conditions.
However, even if this is the case, ordinary students are not qualified to sign such a contract.
Only true academic masters will receive this contract.
The one given by Long Lie is not a certain company, but a type of Federation.
It is considered an official basic contract without too many pitfalls. Relatively speaking, the restrictions on itself are relatively loose.
The only requirement is to serve for ten years after graduating from college.
However, the problem is that this kind of service is not without any dangers.
It's possible to die accidentally.
"I can consider it, but I have to wait until the college entrance examination is over before deciding! By then, I hope the salary can be appropriately improved."
Hu Qi put down the A4 paper in his hand and smiled.
This answer surprised Long Lie.
According to past experience, when ordinary students receive this kind of special contract, their first reaction is often to refuse it directly.
He had been mentally prepared to be rejected, but he didn't expect that the other party was not so repulsive.
This guy is quite a smart guy.
Long Lie A flash of appreciation flashed in his eyes, and the smile on his face became even warmer.
"Of course, as long as you can prove your worth, not only can your salary be renegotiated, but even your service years can be reduced as appropriate."
Speaking of which.
He paused and continued.
"By the way, there's one more thing I asked you to come over. The school will give a copy of the warrior's exercises to any student whose energy and blood reaches 100 calories. The available exercises are all here. You can pick one for yourself!"
While talking.
He reached out and clicked a button on the side of the table.
The next second.
An illusory projection screen appeared on the table.
Between the changes in light and shadow, a book of skills emerged.
[Cloud-Piercing Thunder Palm] [Stone Statue Origin Pattern Technique] [White Ape Demonic Heart Staff]...
There are sword techniques, sword techniques, boxing techniques, stick techniques, and palm techniques.
There are a dozen exercises in total.
There is an introduction line next to each book.
Hu Qi glanced over.
Soon, it landed on one of the techniques.
[Golden Bell Body Refining Technique]
This is a technique that tends to increase body strength and defense.
"I choose this!"
Hu Qi pointed.
"Are you sure you choose this one?"
Long Lie raised his eyebrows, a little surprised.
"With your strength, you may be able to better utilize your advantages by choosing boxing or stick techniques!"
Hu Qi just shook his head.
"No, that's it!"
In fact, the real difference between these exercises is not big, but the aspects they focus on are different.
After all, they are all given out for free, and they are not very sophisticated. They can only be regarded as popular among the public.
There was no other reason why he chose this book.
Just because the content of this skill can directly reach the martial arts master.
"Okay, an electronic version of this exercise will be sent to your mailbox later. Remember, be strict about spreading it outside!"
Long Lie nodded and gave an instruction.
To this.
Hu Qi naturally has no opinion.
Wait until Hu Qi leaves.
Long Lie sat back on the chair.
His eyes were half-squinted, and a smile appeared on his lips.
"What an interesting little guy... let me see how strong your fist is and how far it can go..."
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Evening.
The dusk spreads slowly over Lianwu City like spread gray-blue rice paper.
The drizzle is like silk, falling slantingly from the sky.
Raindrops tap lightly on the car window. Due to the speed of the car, the water marks snake upward along the glass, drawing a crystal track.
The street lights passed by, and a pair of somewhat distracted eyes were reflected in the changing light and shadow.
Peng Qingqing is currently sitting on the rear window seat.
My mind is still recalling the scene I saw at Martial Arts Arena for a long time.
As the trigger and initiator of the fight between the two, she naturally went to see it.
What she didn't expect was that things would turn out like that.
'Lu Yang', who she originally regarded as a toy, actually beat Su Tianwang to death with just one move in front of everyone.
He even defeated the fourth grader Fang Ming with one move, and his own energy and blood reached 100 calories.
Later, he was personally summoned by the principal.
You must know that he is a warrior at the Martial King level, and you can only see him at the opening ceremony.
With the strength of 'Lu Yang' Qi and blood, coupled with that actual combat ability, it is basically a certainty to go to an ordinary martial arts university.
It's not impossible to even reach the top ten colleges.
From this point of view, this 'Lu Yang' has far more potential than the marriage partner her family chose.
Maybe, I can really consider finding a way to take down the other party...
These thoughts quickly flashed through Peng Qingqing's mind.
As for the other party's abnormal performance today.
In her opinion, it was probably out of male jealousy.
Just be soft and act coquettishly.
This has not been a problem since childhood.
As long as she Peng Qingqing wants something, she will do whatever it takes to get it.
For her.
It doesn't matter if you really like the other person.
Although her family has a little money.
But not satisfied.
She wants a better life.
However, her own martial arts qualifications are limited, and she cannot bear the pain of taking medicine.
If you want to live a better life in the future.
The One and Only's choice is to find a suitable and potential partner.
Now that such a good goal is in front of us, we naturally cannot give up.
Just as she was thinking this.
What she didn't notice was.
In the reflection of the car window glass, a hint of dark red quietly passed through the depths of her pupils.
Like traces of ink dripping into clear water, it disappears in an instant.
Another moment passed.
Peng Qingqing suddenly frowned and turned to look at the car window beside him.
The rain outside the window was getting thicker, and large raindrops exploded on the glass, turning into winding water marks.
The gray buildings on both sides of the road were looming in the rain. Those sharp-edged outlines were blurred and distorted by the rain, like rows of silent tombstones, exuding a damp chill in the darkening sky.
"Uncle Li, are you driving the wrong way? This doesn't look like the direction home."
The voice of Peng Qingqing is particularly clear in the closed compartment.
She squirmed a little uneasily.
However, the middle-aged man in the driver's seat in front showed no reaction and held the steering wheel firmly with both hands.
"Uncle Li?"
Her voice rose a few decibels and she noticed Uncle Li's eyes in the rearview mirror.
Those eyes stared straight ahead without blinking.
At this moment, she felt a numb scalp, and even felt that the cold wind blowing from the air conditioner outlet on one side suddenly became biting.
Think about it.
Peng Qingqing reached out and patted the other party's shoulder. It felt cold to the touch and not like a living person.
"Uncle Li You..."
Before he finished speaking, Uncle Li's head suddenly tilted forward, hit the steering wheel like a ripe fruit, and then rolled down below.
The blood spurted from the broken neck spread all over the car in a fan shape, and the warm liquid obscured her vision.
"Ahhhh——!"
The screams were drowned in the sticky sound of blood flowing.
The out-of-control car began to snake around, its tires making a screeching sound.
Peng Qingqing wiped away the blood on his face and threw himself forward to control the steering wheel.
But the fingers of the headless corpse seemed to be welded to the steering wheel and could not be pulled at all.
At this time, the dazzling high beams shine through the rain and fog.
At the last second, Ben looked up and saw the horrified and twisted face of the truck driver on the opposite side.
--boom!!!
It's just that Peng Qingqing doesn't know.
From the perspective of driver Uncle Li.
Peng Qingqing, who was sitting in the back seat, suddenly screamed after having a disagreement, and then started fighting for the steering wheel.
This led to this situation.
--
at the same time.
Three or four streets away.
Hu Qi is standing on the roadside holding a black umbrella.
He stared at the thick smoke rising from the street in the distance.
The red light in his eyes subsided.
He turned around calmly.
What happened to Peng Qingqing was naturally his fault.
Although he is currently unable to come in person, it does not mean that he cannot use any power.
You only need to plant a spiritual suggestion, and you can control the other person to fall into hallucinations and have some accidents at the right time.
He hates trouble, and if he wants to blame the other party for having to mess with him.
The clouds are low and the drizzle is like silk.
Hu Qi held the umbrella, and the rainwater slid silently along the ribs.
The figure faded away, leaving a series of blurry reflections in the dusk.
After passing through several winding alleys, he stopped in front of a gray and white residential building.
Entering the elevator, with the numbers constantly beating, it finally stops at a familiar floor.
When I came to the door.
He paused in his steps.
Because there were voices inside the house.
There are also four human heartbeats.
At this time, the chatter inside the door seemed to suddenly freeze, as if his presence was sensed.
Seeing this, Hu Qi's eyes moved, and he reached out and pushed open the door.