The Confused Principal

Hua Qiang took a deep breath, channeled the power within his body to his right arm, and then accumulated all that strength into his fist. He then slammed it heavily into the power testing area.

As a deafening sound echoed, numbers continuously flashed on the display panel of the power testing area.

10000…15000…28000…37000…42000…48500…56000…63000… Slowly, the fluctuating data stopped, finally displaying 63,850 jin.

Thump… thump! Clang!

The few people who had just gotten up from the ground, their bodies not yet stable, were so shocked by this set of data that they fell back to the ground.

Some even knocked over items on a nearby table, which fell to the ground with a clang.

Good heavens!

63,850 jin! Nearly a 15-fold increase in strength attribute!

This… this is definitely a genius, no, a monster!

For ordinary Martial Artists, the ratio between Blood Qi and strength value is 1:5 for attribute doubling.

A mid-tier Martial Ancestor has 4,000 points of Blood Qi, so his strength bonus should be 20,000 jin.

Exceeding this data means possessing the ability to fight across realms.

But this young man before them actually reached over 50,000 jin, a figure that has reached the level of a low-tier Martial King.

This means Hua Qiang can fight beyond his great realm, even possessing slightly more strength than a low-tier Martial King.

This, their Modu Base has struck gold!

The faces of the people present turned red, their bodies trembled, and their hearts were incredibly excited.

This young man was from their Modu district, meaning their Modu War Zone had produced a powerful expert.

In future beast tide attacks, this person could completely hold his own, perhaps even defend an entire city alone!

In future martial arts competitions with other war zones, they had a chance to take the lead and obtain substantial strategic resources.

All of this would be created by this young man!

Mo Wuqiong's mouth trembled as he walked forward, tightly gripping Hua Qiang's hand with both hands.

"Little brother, I never imagined you had reached such a powerful level."

"This is a blessing for our Modu Base, a blessing for our Martial Arts Association."

"Little brother, your brother will immediately help you adjust your rank, and then your benefits."

"We will grant you the highest Martial Artist pass, equipped with the utmost preferential treatment!"

"Furthermore, if you have any needs, just state them. As long as it's within our capabilities and allowed by the rules, we can do it for you!"

Hua Qiang was immediately delighted; this was the sentence he had been waiting for.

Why did he reveal his strength?

It was to gain their focused cultivation and resource support. The biggest reason, however, was that his parents needed protection from the Martial Arts Association.

This was because he had made an enemy of the Blood Slaughter Alliance.

In the future, he would repeatedly clash with the Blood Slaughter Alliance's assassins, and the assassins sent each time would be even more powerful.

He needed the Martial Arts Association to protect his family. Only when their safety was guaranteed, with no worries, could he go all out to deal with these rats and then capture them all!

"President Mo…"

"Little brother, why so formal? Call me brother!"

Mo Wuqiong said obsequiously, trying his best to get closer.

The other people present felt an urge to cover their faces, turn away, and distance themselves from him.

So despicable, so shameless!

However, they also wanted to do the same!

"Alright!" Hua Qiang thought gleefully, Mo Yanran will have to call me uncle from now on.

"Um, brother, I do have a request."

"Just say it, little brother. As long as we can do it, we will do it well!"

"It's actually not difficult; it's very simple for you!"

"I need you to send a force to protect my parents."

"They are ordinary people, and I'm worried someone might target them to deal with me, using them to threaten me."

Mo Wuqiong waved his hand grandly!

"Little brother, I will immediately dispatch experts at the Grand Martial Master realm to protect them 24 hours a day without interruption."

"Little brother, please go and do your own things with peace of mind."

"However, brother has a request: if our Modu Base has any issues in the future, please trouble little brother to lend a hand appropriately!"

Mo Wuqiong's words were very tactful, even a little humble.

Who wouldn't when this young man was even stronger than him? In the path of martial arts, age and seniority don't matter; only strength counts.

In this world, whoever is stronger, whoever has the harder fist, is the boss!

Even if he was a bit younger than me, he was still a senior.

As the saying goes, there's no order in learning, and the capable one is the teacher!

Hua Qiang emerged from the Martial Arts Association, his Martial Artist medal now golden.

This was the highest-level medal that Modu Base could bestow – the Martial Ancestor Medal.

As for medals for the Martial King Realm, they didn't have the authority. Higher-level Martial Arts Associations or national institutions would have the authority to grant those.

After all, reaching the Martial King Realm meant becoming a strategic resource for the nation.

Although Hua Qiang's current medal was for the Martial Ancestor Realm, his resource allocation and benefits had reached the Martial King Realm level.

This was because his combat power was already comparable to a low-level Martial King!

Naturally, he deserved Martial King-level treatment.

The villa, his family had just moved in, and they didn't want to move again.

So, Hua Qiang accepted the award of a larger and more luxurious villa, but he didn't plan to move in temporarily.

His monthly salary subsidy had reached a terrifying ten million.

A monthly salary of 10 million made one a superior being in Modu Base, part of the absolute elite.

As for cultivation methods and combat achievements, he could choose whatever he wanted, with full access.

He could learn as much as he wanted, and since the highest level in Modu Base was only Mysterious Grade, it was no longer enough to satisfy Hua Qiang's needs.

Mo Wuqiong even wanted to leverage his connections to communicate with the general in the military, to see if he could obtain an Earth Grade cultivation method.

After all, a higher-level cultivation method could further enhance Hua Qiang's combat power.

In terms of martial equipment, Hua Qiang still chose a saber.

The quality of this saber had reached Silver Rank, and it even had a nice name – Cold Moon!

On Blue Star, the quality of martial equipment was divided into seven levels from low to high: Bronze Rank, Silver Rank, Gold Rank, Diamond Rank, Legendary Rank, Epic Rank, and Dao Rank.

Each increase in level meant a doubling of power and a doubling of the combat power that could be unleashed.

Now, Hua Qiang had obtained a Silver Rank great saber.

The sharpness of this Cold Moon, as well as the force it could withstand, far surpassed his previous Golden Crow Great Saber.

When he used this saber and performed the Moon Embrace Saber technique, the damage range had expanded several times compared to before, and the efficiency of his area-of-effect attacks had doubled.

Ring-ring-ring...

Eighth Middle School.

Principal Wang Peiyuan's office.

This somewhat balding middle-aged man was currently sitting at his desk, reviewing a document.

The sudden ringing of the phone interrupted his train of thought.

He picked it up, his voice tinged with displeasure, "Hello, who is this?"

"This is Mo Wuqiong!"

Wang Peiyuan quickly stood up, his voice respectful, "President Mo, may I ask what instructions you have in calling me?"

"Hahaha, Principal Wang, congratulations!

Your school has been extraordinary this year. You'd better prepare to treat us!"

Wang Peiyuan was completely confused, wondering why Mo Wuqiong was calling him.