Fang Jingxue

Extreme Martial Arts Hall was founded by "Hong," the strongest man on Earth, and had branches all over the world. Tianjin City was divided into twelve districts, and each one had an Extreme Martial Arts Hall.

At the center of the city stood the Tianjin City Extreme Martial Arts Hall headquarters—the Extreme Hall—which oversaw all the affairs of the Extreme Martial Arts Hall in Tianjin City.

"Beep. Student card!"

After swiping his student card, Su You entered the grounds. Three enormous silver-white buildings shaped like spaceships stood before him. They were the teaching buildings for the junior, intermediate, and advanced students.

Before long, Su You reached the third floor of the advanced students' building. It was a large training hall, over a hundred meters long and wide, but only five or six people were training there at the moment.

There were more than a hundred advanced students at the Lubei District Extreme Martial Arts Hall, but most trained at home when there were no classes with martial arts instructors. Su You was no exception.

Ever since he had started training at the age of twelve, his father, Su Yongyi, had rented a small training room for him in their residential complex. It was only a little over thirty square meters, but more than enough for him to use alone.

He walked over to the Punch Strength Tester in the corner of the training hall. His gaze sharpened. He lowered his hips, stepped forward, and focused all his strength into his right fist.

With a bang, a reading appeared on the Punch Strength Tester's screen: "926 kg."

"I've made good progress this month!" Su You's eyes lit up, and he smiled. "All right, let's try my left fist too."

Bang! The punching pad shook, and another reading appeared on the screen: "918 kg."

"Both fists are over nine hundred kilograms now. Speed and reflexes are my strong points, too, so those should be fine. I should tell Uncle Li and take the Quasi-Warrior Assessment next month!"

Uncle Li's name was Li Da, the head of the Lubei District Extreme Martial Arts Hall. He had been the one to approve Su You's enrollment at the hall when Su You was fifteen, and had always looked after him.

The speed test results came out shortly afterward: 26.4 meters per second, comfortably above the Quasi-Warrior standard.

As for the reflex test, the equipment was quite expensive, so it was generally only switched on when an instructor was present.

Su You didn't mind. He had already passed the Quasi-Warrior-level reflex test six months ago, and he could only have gotten stronger since then.

After finishing his tests, Su You planned to head up to the fifth floor and tell Uncle Li that he intended to take the Quasi-Warrior Assessment next month.

The first and second floors of the advanced students' building were large lecture halls, the third floor was the training hall, and the fourth floor was reserved for Quasi-Warriors and Warriors. The fifth floor housed the offices of the instructors and teachers.

As he reached the entrance to the third floor, Su You spotted three figures in tracksuits coming up from the second floor.

"Fang Jingxue?" Su You glanced at them, his gaze lingering briefly on one of the young men, who was nearly one meter ninety tall.

The young man also attended Lubei District No. 2 High School, though he was a year above Su You. He was one of the eight advanced students from the school.

More than half a year ago, when Tang Yongqing had just started her senior year, Fang Jingxue had tried to court her. When she refused, he began waiting for her after school.

Su You had happened to see it and stepped in to play the hero. At the time, Fang Jingxue had only just become an advanced student, so he was no match for Su You.

After getting a thorough beating, Fang Jingxue stopped pestering Tang Yongqing. But after that, Tang Yongqing became interested in Su You instead, leaving him both pleased and troubled.

Meanwhile, as Su You headed toward the fourth floor, Fang Jingxue spotted him. His expression immediately darkened.

"Su You!" Fang Jingxue stared at Su You's retreating figure and snorted.

After Su You had beaten him up, Fang Jingxue had thought about getting revenge. But ordinary advanced students were no match for Su You, and he couldn't afford to call in a Warrior, so he had no choice but to put up with it.

One of the other two young men, around one meter seventy tall with puffy eyelids, smiled and asked, "Xiao Fang, do you have a grudge against that guy who just walked by?"

Fang Jingxue quickly looked away and was just about to answer when the other young man, who was burly, cut in:

"Wang Shao, you don't know the half of it. That guy who just went by is a genius. He was already an advanced student at the martial arts hall when he was fifteen. I heard Jingxue took quite a beating from him before!"

Wang Xingle paused and looked at Fang Jingxue, seeming unconvinced by the burly young man's words.

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

His father was an executive at a publicly traded company, and Fang Jingxue had become an advanced student before turning eighteen. He was usually quite arrogant, but in front of Wang Shao, he had no grounds for arrogance at all.

The largest shareholder in his father's company was the Wang Group, whose owners were the Beijing Wang Family, one of the nine core families of the HR Alliance and the only core family in the HR Alliance from Huaxia Country.

Wang Xingle was the illegitimate son of one of the Beijing Wang Family's second-generation members. Although the Wang Family had yet to acknowledge him, so he didn't count as a true third-generation member, he was still someone Fang Jingxue could only look up to.

"Hmph. A genius." Wang Xingle's face darkened, as if he had recalled something unpleasant.

After a moment, Wang Xingle's expression relaxed. He smiled at Fang Jingxue and said, "Next time you run into him, I'll give him a good beating for you."

"Huh?" Fang Jingxue was taken aback, but once he understood, he hurriedly said with delight, "Thank you, Wang Shao! With you stepping in, we can definitely teach that bastard Su You a painful lesson."

"Of course. Wang Shao already meets the Quasi-Warrior standard. Taking on an advanced student will be a piece of cake!" The burly young man's expression was somewhat obsequious.

Wang Xingle's lips curled up slightly. He clearly enjoyed their flattery.

"Knock, knock, knock!" After reaching the fifth floor, Su You went straight to the head instructor's office and knocked on the door.

"Come in."

Su You turned the doorknob and walked in. Two men were seated inside the luxurious office.

One sat behind the desk, dressed in black. A scar marred his face, making him look fearsome. He was Li Da, head of the Lubei District Extreme Martial Arts Hall.

The other was a middle-aged man with a shaved head, sitting upright on a sofa nearby. Su You remembered that he was one of the instructors in charge of the intermediate students.

"Xiao You?"

When Li Da saw Su You walk in, his face immediately broke into a smile. He was very pleased with the student he had personally brought in early, and often took the time to give him pointers himself.

After respectfully greeting them, Su You told Li Da that he planned to take the Quasi-Warrior Assessment.

"Good. I'll be watching you at the Extreme Hall on the first of next month." Li Da nodded, his smile growing wider.

Su You agreed and was just about to take his leave when Li Da said, "Wait, Xiao You. Don't rush off just yet."