Attention and a New Recruit Reports In

Attention and a New Recruit Reports In

Fifteen minutes later.

The sparring matches between all three pairs had ended.

Wu Ran and Li Qian's match had, as usual, ended quickly.

The main delay had been Guo Yang's sparring session with Chen Sheng.

The disciples gathered before Li Xingwu once more.

"Next time, can you stop wasting time on this trash? Do you think I'm as free as you are?"

The moment Guo Yang returned to Li Xingwu's side, Li Qian frowned and snapped viciously.

The disciples' expressions immediately turned ugly.

But given that Li Qian was a Personal Disciple and Li Xingwu's niece,

they could only lower their heads and pretend not to hear.

Chen Sheng frowned and glanced at Li Qian.

When Shi Jian had said that she had a terrible personality, he had not really felt it.

Now, he had finally seen it for himself.

After silently labeling her as someone to keep at a respectful distance, Chen Sheng prepared to look away.

But Li Qian seemed to sense his gaze and abruptly turned toward him.

Her vicious eyes glared at Chen Sheng.

"What are you looking at?!"

"You got a problem with me calling you trash?!"

"Believe it or not, I'll—"

Bang! "Enough!!"

Li Xingwu slammed his palm on the table and barked.

Faced with Li Xingwu's anger,

even Li Qian did not dare say anything further.

She shot Chen Sheng a vicious glare before unwillingly looking away.

From beginning to end,

Wu Ran alone had kept his eyes closed, calm and composed.

It was as though everything around him had nothing to do with him.

Seeing his demeanor, Li Xingwu could not help but show a trace of satisfaction.

Compared with Li Qian's ruthlessness and impatience for quick results, or Guo Yang's laziness,

only Wu Ran was neither arrogant nor impetuous. He progressed rapidly and had never given him cause for concern.

Once the scene had settled down again,

Li Xingwu turned his gaze to Chen Sheng.

"Starting tomorrow, you'll spar with Guo Yang."

A trace of regret flashed through his eyes.

His son really did have a good eye.

This Chen Sheng was practically monstrous in terms of martial arts talent.

If the Tide Rising Era had not yet arrived, he would certainly have accepted him as a Personal Disciple and treasured him dearly.

Unfortunately, his talent for sensing qi was far too poor.

In this era, martial arts were merely a supplementary means.

No matter how well one trained, it would be useless against Qi Sense Users and Transcendents with monster-like bodies.

As soon as Li Xingwu said this,

the disciples immediately looked at Chen Sheng with envy.

There was even a hint of jealousy mixed in.

After all, among the three Personal Disciples, only Guo Yang was willing to teach others during sparring.

"Your Senior Brother Wu broke through Ming Force today and reached the level of Dark Force."

"In terms of martial arts realm alone, he deserves to be called seventh tier."

"But in actual combat, he can fight a fifth-tier opponent!"

"If you had even half his rate of improvement, would I need to scold you every day?!"

The moment Wu Ran was mentioned, Li Xingwu's mood visibly improved again.

As he spoke, a smile returned to Li Xingwu's face.

As for this news,

while the ordinary disciples were shocked, the reactions of the two Personal Disciples behind him were rather telling.

Guo Yang quietly gave Wu Ran a thumbs-up.

Li Qian looked at Wu Ran, her eyes filled with jealousy so thick it could not be dispelled.

As for Wu Ran himself, he finally opened his eyes.

He raised his head slightly and calmly accepted the worshipful gazes of the disciples.

After mentioning a few more matters,

Li Xingwu finally returned to the inner courtyard with his three Personal Disciples.

After the four left, Shi Jian moved to Chen Sheng's side and draped an arm over his shoulder.

"Brother Chen, don't take that crazy woman's words to heart."

"We can't afford to provoke people like her, but we can stay out of their way."

Chen Sheng had not taken the incident to heart in the first place. Hearing this, he smiled indifferently.

Just as he was about to respond, quite a few disciples suddenly crowded around them.

"Brother Chen, could I trouble you to—"

"Brother Chen, I want to—"

"Brother—"

Every one of them wanted Chen Sheng to guide them in the San Ti Stance and Five Elements Fist.

After all,

simply being able to spar with Guo Yang for ten minutes meant that Chen Sheng's martial arts skill had already surpassed more than half the disciples in the martial arts school.

Li Xingwu rarely had time to instruct them in their daily training.

Some disciples with weaker martial arts skills could only seek guidance from stronger disciples like Shi Jian.

But a person's energy was limited, after all.

Take Shi Jian, for example. He only occasionally instructed others each day. Most of the time, he still sought out disciples of similar skill to spar with.

Now there was another Chen Sheng, and he was new here with few acquaintances.

Naturally, these disciples would not let this opportunity pass.

Chen Sheng checked the time. He still had plenty of time, so he agreed.

An hour later,

Chen Sheng finished giving guidance.

"Thank you, Brother Chen."

Amid the disciples' thanks, Chen Sheng smiled and nodded to each of them in response.

Afterward,

he put on his Weighted Gear again, bid Shi Jian farewell, and headed out of the martial arts school.

Although his performance today had failed to make Li Xingwu accept him as a disciple,

Chen Sheng was not worried in the slightest.

After all,

when it came to strength, revealing it always had to be a gradual process. Meanwhile—

Quanjin City, Jincheng District.

Martial Security Bureau.

Li Chenghu sat at his desk, his eyes closed as he rubbed his brow, seemingly deep in thought.

His desk was piled with all kinds of documents.

Among them, two names appeared most frequently.

Zhao Hui.

And Shen Ziming.

Just then,

Knock, knock, knock.

A knock sounded at the office door.

"Come in."

Li Chenghu answered.

A petite figure pushed open the door, the braided pigtail hanging behind her head especially eye-catching.

"Captain Li, new recruit Xu... Xu Rou, reporting!"

Xu Rou straightened her chest, stopped before the desk, and saluted Li Chenghu.

Her voice was loud at first,

but when she said her own name, she was clearly short of breath.

The hand hanging at her side was clenched tightly, her palm constantly sweating from nervousness.

Xu Rou had originally been an ordinary local police officer.

A month ago, she had accidentally discovered that her strength had increased dramatically, and she repeatedly distinguished herself during missions.

It so happened that the Martial Security Bureau was severely understaffed and could only request personnel from other departments.

When the opportunity came, Xu Rou agreed without even thinking.

She was naturally more than willing to make greater use of her talent while also meeting many people like herself.

It definitely was not because she got excited every time she hit someone.

Definitely not!

At this moment,

Li Chenghu slowly opened his eyes and looked at Xu Rou.

His fierce face, combined with his naturally imposing presence, immediately made Xu Rou even more nervous.

"Relax. I don't eat people."

Li Chenghu smiled and made a joke, easing the atmosphere somewhat.

"Xu Rou, right? I've already read your file."

"The work at the Martial Security Bureau is much more dangerous than you imagine, and our pay isn't particularly high. It's a high-risk, low-reward position."

"If you regret it now, I can still transfer you back to your local department."

"Otherwise, if you wait until the work officially begins to regret it, it'll be too late."

Li Chenghu had read Xu Rou's file,

and he knew that she was far stronger than she looked.

By the Martial Arts Association's standards, Xu Rou was nearly equivalent to an eighth-tier martial artist, possessing the strength of a Ming Force practitioner.

But strength was only one aspect.

When facing vicious Qi Sense Users and even Transcendents, courage was often more important.

"Please rest assured, Captain Li. I absolutely won't regret it!"

To show her determination, Xu Rou practically shouted at the top of her lungs.

"Alright, alright, lower your voice."

Li Chenghu's ears itched from the volume, and he hurriedly waved for Xu Rou to relax.

"Then I won't stand on ceremony. Let's get to the point."