Immortal Martial: Pushing Through Two Worlds from Reality

Jiang Shu remained neither humble nor pushy, but there was already a hint of polite refusal in his words.

Zhang Taining paused.

Jiang Shu was more resolute than he had imagined.

Still, this wasn't a major problem.

He had laid out these terms hoping to keep Jiang Shu at school—that would be ideal.

If Jiang Shu still chose to take a leave of absence, it wouldn't stop him from remembering this favor.

After all, as of now, Jiang Shu was still a student at Ji City Fifth High School.

"Student Jiang Shu, class is about to start. Let's not disturb the other students—come to my office for a chat."

Zhang Taining said with a smile. "As it happens, Mr. Zheng Yanbo, who gave today's lecture, is also in my office. He's quite interested in you and said he'd like to meet and talk."

"Alright."

Jiang Shu agreed readily. He was genuinely curious about the martial arts realms and cultivation methods of Mystic Star.

Zheng Yanbo was likely the first professional he could encounter at this stage.

If he could gain something from their meeting and conversation, it would be a small, unexpected bonus after this incident.

The second hand on the classroom clock ticked steadily.

The only sounds in the room were the easygoing exchange between Jiang Shu and Zhang Taining.

One was an eighteen-year-old senior in high school—average in studies, practicing martial arts for only four months.

The other was a high school principal past forty, long established in society, his status a ceiling most people could never reach in a lifetime.

Their positions were worlds apart.

Yet at this moment, they seemed like friends across generations!

Everyone stared in stunned silence.

Even with the reality laid out before them, they felt as if God had played a massive joke on them.

Under the crowd's shocked, doubtful, and incredulous gazes, Zhang Taining and Jiang Shu walked out of the classroom, their laughter fading into the distance.

Though the two had left, the classroom remained dead silent.

Until the bell rang, shattering Wang Han's silence.

"Jiang Shu—what gives him the right?"

"Even if he's achieved Qi and Blood Sensing, that just means he meets the threshold for exemption from the entrance exam to an ordinary university. Our school may not have many top-tier universities, but do we lack a single undergraduate spot? Why cover for him!"

"Does being a Martial Arts Student mean he can do whatever he wants?"

"Teacher Yan, I refuse to accept this!"

Wang Han's face twisted. He jumped up, as if he were the victim of bullying and oppression.

The students' eyes all turned to Yan Dehou.

They wanted to know the real reason.

Did Jiang Shu have some special background? Impossible—after more than a year as classmates, everyone had a rough idea of each other's families.

Was it because Jiang Shu had achieved Qi and Blood Sensing? That shouldn't be it either. Qi and Blood Sensing only qualified him for an undergraduate program.

Earning Old Yan's favor was possible.

But the principal personally lowering himself to invite him? That was unthinkable.

Looking at the curious, hopeful, shocked, and confused faces in the room, Yan Dehou finally couldn't hold back. He sighed and said quietly:

"Jiang Shu has already reached Qi and Blood Transportation. The principal believes he has a strong chance of making a sprint for a top-tier academy before the college entrance exam."

Jiang Shu—had a shot at an academy!

Yan Dehou's voice was soft, but it struck like thunder and crashing waves, battering the tender minds of the forty-plus students in the class.

During middle and high school, most students had no clear understanding of power and money in society.

Academic performance was their yardstick.

The tier of university was one of the key measures of future prospects.

The top students in the class were all striving to get into top-tier universities.

And now, Jiang Shu—who had always been mid-tier in grades, who had gone unnoticed in the class, who in the final semester switched to being a Martial Arts Student and seemed destined for a vocational college—had actually achieved Qi and Blood Transportation, securing a spot at a top-tier university and even contending for an academy.

How could they believe it?

Even though the one saying this was their homeroom teacher, Teacher Yan Dehou.

Soft breaths rose and fell unevenly across the classroom.

Facing the empty seat before her, Xu Shuhui looked at Wang Han, who stood frozen beside it, and her expression no longer held the anger it had before.

She only felt sorry for Wang Han.

Wang Han was jumping around making a scene, adding fuel to the fire.

But from the very start, Jiang Shu had never taken Wang Han seriously.

With the talent to achieve Qi and Blood Transportation in less than four months of martial training—

How could he possibly end up at a vocational college?

How could he have no future?

Before even becoming a martial artist, he could already speak as an equal with the principal.

And as for her, even if she became the top of her grade, would she dare to talk to Principal Zhang like that?

Xu Shuhui couldn't help but shake her head.

Neither she nor any of the other students had ever truly understood Jiang Shu.

She turned her head to look at the classroom door, and in her mind, she once again recalled the moment Jiang Shu stood up in front of Principal Zhang.

He didn't defend everything he had done.

He didn't point out where Wang Han was wrong.

Faced with the harassment from Wang Han and the other classmates, he simply ignored it.

Only that moment when he walked out the door, laughing and chatting with the principal—that was his real response!

A fool of a wife once scorned the poor scholar; I too leave home, heading west to Qin.

Laughing to the sky, I stride out the door—how could I ever be one of the common weeds?

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"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

In just over three short months, how could Jiang Shu go from an ordinary person to crossing two major thresholds in martial arts, from Qi and Blood Sensing to Qi and Blood Transportation?

An academy.

Jiang Shu could get into an academy?

In the entire Xia Kingdom, there were only four academies.

In all of Ji City, only a few dozen people got into academies every year.

Him, Jiang Shu... how could it be!

Fake, it was all fake!

Wang Han plopped down in his seat, utterly crushed.

As if struck by lightning.

Diligence Building.

Principal's office.

Jiang Shu, in a single layer of clothing, stood firm in a Horse Stance. With his perfected Horse Stance, his Qi and Blood flowed in transportation.

Before him stood Zheng Yanbo and Zhang Taining side by side.

But compared to Zheng Yanbo's ease, Zhang Taining's eyes held an unmistakable nervousness. Though he was already past the age of knowing his fate, he looked like a student about to walk into an exam hall.

Jiang Shu's Qi and Blood Transportation and his sprint toward an academy were merely Zhang Taining's own hasty judgment.

Not being a professional, he still needed Zheng Yanbo's confirmation.

"Principal Zhang, congratulations, congratulations. Your school has produced a fine thoroughbred this time—an academy is within reach."

Hearing these words, Zhang Taining let out a sigh of relief, and a look of pleasant surprise spread across his face.