Our Fenglei Martial University is ranked dead last, so we have to play dirty to snatch up talent

"Hmm?"

The stern-faced old man raised an eyebrow slightly. "This fist technique... it's a bit interesting."

"It should be touching upon a trace of 'momentum'."

The female expert pushed up her monocle as streams of data flashed rapidly across her lenses. "Detected a faint resonance of heart and mind, attached to the force of the punch. It appears to lean towards the 'suppression' and 'stability' types."

"To be able to touch the edge of momentum at the Body Tempering Realm, his comprehension is passable."

"Director Jiang didn't misjudge him, then."

The chubby expert nodded, though there was no great surprise on his face. "However, it is merely 'passable'. Among the students who enter our Martial Arts University through the regular examination every year, at least a dozen can demonstrate the budding of 'momentum' in some aspect. Sword momentum, blade momentum, fist momentum... they all exist; it's not exactly rare."

Their evaluation was objective and harsh.

On a platform like Canglan Martial Arts University, where geniuses gather, these experts have seen too many brilliant students. Therefore, the "budding" of momentum that Lin Ye displayed only reached the level of a "decent freshman" at Canglan, still a significant distance from the excellent talent Canglan aims to recruit.

"It's a pity, this little guy's Blood Qi Value is only 335, which is a fatal flaw." The stern-faced old man pointed out the crux of the matter. "According to our comprehensive evaluation criteria, the level of Blood Qi Value is also an important influencing factor. It needs to be at least 360; 335 is too low."

"As such, even with the prototype of a fist momentum, he cannot meet the basic source criteria for our school's special admission this year."

"But didn't the report say his progress time was short? That he suddenly had a breakthrough before the college entrance exam?"

At this point, the female data expert raised a question. "Would it be too subjective to just pass on him?"

"Are you suggesting we make an exception for him and lower our standards?"

The chubby male expert pointed out, "Whether it's true that he made such progress in three months is still unknown. Who's to say he didn't fabricate it himself? Besides, I don't see any details in this kid that would warrant an exception. Even if we agreed, he likely wouldn't catch the eyes of those people during the secondary review."

Generally speaking, as the initial review group, they are mainly responsible for a preliminary screening of the thousands of names on the recommendation list. The remaining hundred or so are then handed over to the secondary review group, and after their screening, only the ten or twenty that remain are the ones Canglan needs to admit through special exceptions.

"It can only be said that it is a matter of timing and fate."

The stern-faced old man waved his hand. "Let's do this: we will categorize him into the regular volunteer admission pool. If this kid's total college entrance exam score can reach our school's minimum admission line, he will be admitted through the normal process; if not, he will not be considered."

"Elder Chen's suggestion is good."

The chubby male expert nodded. "This kid is somewhat special but not enough. Although he has potential, he is not leading by a wide margin. We can only file him according to our general talent regulations."

"Alright."

The female expert felt that while this might be somewhat unfair to Lin Ye, in the world of Martial Dao, no one would go out of their way for him until he revealed more that was special. Just like them—having to review thousands of names within a set time, how could they achieve perfection?

"Since everyone agrees, then that's settled."

"Next."

The stern-faced old man waved his hand calmly. The information about Lin Ye on the light screen quickly shrank, was archived, and then displayed the information of the next candidate.

Fenglei Martial University, Office of the Director of Admissions.

Xu Mingde leaned back in his floating chair. The holographic projection wall in the office was displaying the estimated difficulty data for each stage of this year's college entrance exam.

He rubbed his temples. Having just finished dealing with a pile of special admission materials and preparing to take a short break, his smart terminal suddenly vibrated.

The incoming call projection appeared immediately: Zhou Ting.

Xu Mingde tapped it, and Zhou Ting's figure appeared in three dimensions within the virtual projection, with his office in the background.

"Teacher Zhou, is there something the matter?"

"Or did you have some gains from your trip to Qingjiang Province?"

Leaning against the floating chair, Xu Mingde asked with a hint of anticipation.

"Director Xu, I have discovered a special seedling here. I suggest initiating the 'Special Potential Talent Recruitment Program'."

Zhou Ting nodded, then stated Lin Ye's basic information, his approximate Blood Qi Value, and his core discovery regarding the prototype of momentum, adding:

"Director Xu, I have already sent you the relevant report. Attached are the combat recordings of the child I watched, as well as screenshots of his performance scores for the sixth stage, which I unlocked using my authority. I've sent them all to your email. You can take a look when you have time."

"A prototype of momentum?"

"Full marks for performance?"

Hearing these keywords, Xu Mingde sat up straight, his expression becoming much more serious. At the same time, his fingers moved, quickly pulling up the report Zhou Ting had sent to his email, along with Lin Ye's combat recordings and data screenshots.

"Really?"

"Naturally, it is true. How would I dare to lie about such a thing?"

Zhou Ting gave a wry smile. "Therefore, I personally feel that this child has extremely high potential. I suggest special recruitment to lock him in early."

Listening to this, Xu Mingde's brows rose slightly. He didn't speak further, but opened the attached recording and quickly scanned the battle between Lin Ye and the lean candidate. The moment he saw Lin Ye throw his punch, his eyes lit up.

An expert knows if something is good the moment it is displayed.

Just as Zhou Ting said, he also noticed that Lin Ye's fist technique was heavy and that there was indeed a hint of a momentum prototype hidden within the moves.

"A good seedling."

Xu Mingde muttered to himself, then his voice became decisive: "No need for suggestions. Initiate the Special Potential Talent Recruitment Program immediately."

The projected figure of Zhou Ting in mid-air was clearly stunned for a moment, his tone sounding surprised: "Director Xu, so fast? I just sent the materials... wouldn't that be too hasty?"

Xu Mingde let out a scoff and leaned back into his chair: "Hasty? Teacher Zhou, I actually think it's too slow. You have to realize that a seedling with the prototype of momentum is a hot commodity anywhere. The faster we initiate the procedure, the better; that's the only way to snatch him up the moment we can. Do you think we're still one of the top three schools like before? Canglan and Jiuzhou have vast resources and deep foundations. If we're even one step late and lose him, I won't be able to sleep a wink all night."

Zhou Ting nodded, feeling a bit surprised, but continued: "Then the follow-up..."

Xu Mingde waved his hand, looking sharp and capable in the projection: "Don't you worry about the follow-up matters; I'll handle them on my end. Document verification, special recruitment letters, and locking in his enrollment preference—everything will go through the green channel. We'll strive to send him the admission letter as soon as he agrees. You are responsible for coordinating with him on the subsequent steps: phone contact, explaining the benefits, and providing the enrollment guide. Also, bring it up at the School Personnel Recruitment Meeting. Vice Dean Liu, who oversees admissions, and I will both give it our full support. I'll handle Vice Dean Liu, so you don't need to worry about that."

"Since Fenglei is ranked last, we have to be ruthless when it comes to snatching up talent."

Hearing this, Zhou Ting breathed a sigh of relief and bowed slightly to the projected figure: "Understood, thank you, Director."

"It's nothing; we're all doing this for Fenglei."

Xu Mingde waved his hand, and then the communication cut off.