Fang Jingxue

The Extreme Martial Arts Hall, founded by the world's strongest man, Hong, has branches all over the globe. Tianjin City contains twelve districts, each housing its own Extreme Martial Arts Hall.

The city center is home to the headquarters of the Tianjin City Extreme Martial Arts Hall—the Extreme Hall—which oversees all operations within the city.

"Beep, student card!"

After Su You swiped his student ID, he entered the martial arts hall grounds. The first things to greet him were three massive, silver-white, spaceship-shaped buildings; these were the teaching halls for junior, intermediate, and senior students.

Su You quickly arrived at the third floor of the senior student building. It was a large training hall over a hundred meters in length and width, though only five or six people were training there at the moment.

The total number of senior students at the Lubei District Extreme Martial Arts Hall actually exceeded one hundred, but when there were no classes taught by martial arts instructors, most people trained at home. Su You was no exception.

Since he began training at age twelve, his father, Su Yongyi, had rented a small training room for him in their residential complex. Although it was only about thirty square meters, it was more than enough for him to use alone.

Walking over to the punch force testing machine in the corner of the training hall, Su You narrowed his eyes, dropped his center of gravity, and stepped forward, focusing all his strength into his right fist.

After a "bang," a line of data immediately appeared on the screen of the punch force testing machine: "926kg."

"Not bad progress this month!" Su You's eyes brightened, a look of joy on his face. "Hmm, let's try the left fist."

"Bang!" The target shook, and a line of data appeared on the screen again: "918kg."

"Both hands have broken through nine hundred kilograms. Speed and nerve reaction are my strengths, so there shouldn't be any problems. I'll talk to Uncle Li and go take the prospective martial artist assessment next month!"

Uncle Li, whose name was Li Da, was the master of the Lubei District Extreme Martial Arts Hall. It was his nod of approval that allowed Su You to enter the hall to study at age fifteen, and he had always taken good care of Su You.

Soon, the results for the speed test came out: 26.4ms, well beyond the standard for a prospective martial artist.

As for the nerve reaction test, because the equipment was quite expensive, it was generally not turned on unless an instructor was present.

However, Su You didn't mind much; his prospective martial artist-level nerve reaction test had already passed half a year ago, and he would only be stronger now.

After finishing the tests, Su You prepared to head to the fifth floor to report to Uncle Li about his plan to take the prospective martial artist assessment next month.

The first and second floors of the senior student building were large teaching halls, the third floor was the training hall, the fourth floor was a training hall accessible only to prospective martial artists and martial artists, and the fifth floor was where the instructors and staff had their offices.

Just as he reached the entrance to the third floor, Su You noticed three figures in sportswear running up from the second floor.

"Fang Jingxue?" Su You glanced at them, his gaze lingering for a moment on the youth who was nearly 1.9 meters tall.

This youth was also a student at Lubei District No. 2 High School, but he was a grade ahead of Su You and was one of the eight senior students from the martial arts hall at that school.

More than half a year ago, when Tang Yongqing had just started her senior year, Fang Jingxue had tried to pursue her. When Tang Yongqing refused, he would go to block her path after school.

As a result, Su You saw it and staged a scene of a hero saving a damsel on the spot. At the time, Fang Jingxue had only just become a senior student at the martial arts hall; he was no match for Su You.

After being beaten up severely, he never bothered Tang Yongqing again, but ever since then, Tang Yongqing had developed a crush on Su You, which made him feel both pleased and somewhat troubled.

On the other side, as Su You walked toward the fourth floor, Fang Jingxue also saw Su You's figure, and his expression turned gloomy.

"Su You!" Fang Jingxue stared at Su You's back and snorted coldly.

After being beaten by Su You last time, it wasn't that he hadn't thought about revenge, but ordinary senior students at the martial arts hall were no match for Su You, and he couldn't afford to hire a real martial artist, so he had to endure it.

Among the three, a youth about 1.7 meters tall with slightly puffy eyes asked with a smile, "Little Fang, do you have a grudge against the kid who just passed by?"

Fang Jingxue quickly withdrew his gaze and was just about to reply when another burly youth interjected:

"Young Master Wang, you don't know. That kid who just passed by is a genius. He was already a senior student at the martial arts hall at fifteen. I heard Jingxue suffered quite a loss at his hands before!"

Young Master Wang was slightly stunned and looked at Fang Jingxue, seemingly not quite believing the burly youth's words.

Fang Jingxue's mouth twitched slightly, and he nodded.

His father was an executive at a listed company, and Fang Jingxue had become a senior student at the martial arts hall before he was eighteen. Usually, he was very arrogant, but in front of this Young Master Wang, he had no capital to be arrogant at all.

The major shareholder of the listed company his father worked for was the Wang Group, and the owner of the Wang Group was the Beijing Wang Family, one of the nine core families of the HR Alliance, and the only core family of the HR Alliance in China.

This Young Master Wang was named Wang Xingle, an illegitimate son of a second-generation member of the Beijing Wang Family. Although he hadn't been acknowledged by the Wang Family yet and couldn't be considered a true third-generation member, he was still someone he had to look up to.

"Hmph, a genius." Wang Xingle's face darkened, as if he had recalled some unpleasant memory.

After a moment, Wang Xingle recovered his composure and said to Fang Jingxue with a smile, "Next time you run into him, I'll help you teach him a lesson."

"Ah?" Fang Jingxue was startled when he heard this, but after realizing what was said, he immediately said happily, "Thank you, Young Master Wang! With you stepping in, we can definitely give that bastard Su You a harsh lesson."

"That goes without saying. Young Master Wang has already reached the standard of a prospective martial artist; isn't dealing with a senior student easy?" The expression on the burly youth's face was slightly sycophantic.

Wang Xingle's mouth curled up slightly, clearly enjoying their flattery.

"Knock, knock, knock!" After Su You walked up to the fifth floor, he knocked directly on the door of the hall master's office.

"Please come in."

Su You turned the doorknob and walked straight in. Inside the luxurious office, two figures were currently sitting.

One was sitting behind the desk, wearing black clothing with a scar on his face, looking quite fierce. He was none other than Li Da, the master of the Lubei District Extreme Martial Arts Hall.

The other was a bald middle-aged man sitting on the sofa to the side. Su You remembered him as an instructor in charge of the intermediate students.

"Little You?"

Seeing that it was Su You who had walked in, Li Da's face was immediately filled with smiles. He was very satisfied with this student he had recruited early, and he even often came down to provide personal guidance.

After Su You greeted him respectfully, he told Li Da about his plan to participate in the prospective martial artist assessment.

"Good, then I'll be watching your performance at the Extreme Hall on the first of next month." Li Da nodded, the smile on his face growing even more pronounced.

Su You responded and was just about to say goodbye and leave when he heard Li Da say, "Wait, Little You, don't be in such a hurry to leave."