Conditions

Bai Yang slowly turned around and looked behind him.

Sure enough, not far away, he saw that familiar shiny head.

Supervisor Geng was bald and slightly overweight. At that moment, he was staring at Bai Yang in surprise.

"Why aren't you saying anything? Don't you know how to show respect when you see your supervisor? I'm talking to you!"

Bai Yang was annoyed and replied irritably, "Supervisor Geng, you! Are! Great! I came here to take care of something."

Supervisor Geng was taken aback by Bai Yang's unusually impudent tone. His eyebrows shot up, and his voice rose.

"This is the Academic Affairs Office! What could you possibly be doing here? I..."

Bai Yang was about to snap back when he suddenly heard Mei Xiaqing call to him from the third-floor landing.

"Bai Yang, come upstairs. War God Lu wants to see you."

He grinned to himself and called out loudly, "Sister Mei, Second Lieutenant Geng wants to lecture me. Could you wait a moment?"

Their exchange carried across the entire second floor, and everyone heard it clearly.

Seeing how Mei Xiaqing was dressed, Supervisor Geng and the others couldn't help looking at her shoulder. The air fell silent in an instant.

Mei Xiaqing frowned slightly, realizing the kid clearly meant to use her to deal with Supervisor Geng.

Although she was strict by nature, she wasn't inflexible. On the contrary, she was quite good at reading her superiors' intentions.

She knew how much War God Lu valued Bai Yang. A mere Second Lieutenant wasn't worth her attention.

Mei Xiaqing cleared her throat and said solemnly, "War God Lu and Principal Wei are waiting upstairs. Our time is precious."

Bai Yang answered loudly and jogged up the stairs, treating Supervisor Geng in front of him like thin air.

The entire second floor was silent. It was as if Supervisor Geng were poisonous; the teachers and students around him instinctively began to move away.

Would anyone dare fake a military rank at a military academy?

At any rate, they'd never heard of a lunatic doing such a thing.

A Second Lieutenant in his fifties, facing a Major in his twenties—life could be cruel.

Bai Yang followed behind Mei Xiaqing in silence. He'd never actually been to the third floor of the Academic Affairs Office before.

Neither of them mentioned what had just happened. It was too trivial to matter to either of them.

Before long, they entered a small conference room. Two men who appeared to be middle-aged sat at the center.

Bai Yang knew Principal Wei, of course, and stepped forward to greet him respectfully.

He'd never seen the other man before, but he had to be the famed "War God Lu."

Bai Yang took a brief look at him. He had short gray hair and wore a military uniform that commanded respect without a word. He had the bearing of a typical soldier.

Mei Xiaqing naturally took her place behind him. Their expressions were remarkably similar, and from a distance, they looked almost like father and daughter.

Bai Yang stepped forward and greeted him. "Hello, War God Lu!"

Lu Ting held several pages of reports and looked at Bai Yang with approval. "You've only just turned nineteen, yet your physical fitness is already at the level of a martial artist. That alone is impressive.

"More surprising still are your willpower and stamina. You ran at your limit for over ten minutes without suffering any aftereffects.

"That shows you've built an excellent foundation. I haven't seen a kid with this kind of potential in years."

Principal Wei smiled. "I never would've guessed our school had such a promising student without noticing. How come you spotted him the moment you arrived, Old Lu?"

Lu Ting grinned, his words tinged with pride. "Old Wei, you've spent too long cooped up in your office. This kid's every movement, every step, is flawless. It's become second nature to him. How could his footwork be anything less than excellent?

"If you hadn't observed him up close today, and instead kept watching them drill and line up from your lofty platform every day, would you have noticed?"

Principal Wei sighed and nodded helplessly.

Lu Ting had a point. Wei had failed to recognize talent right under his nose, so he had no grounds to complain about Lu poaching Bai Yang.

Still, as the principal of Jiangnan First Military Academy, he had to say something to save face. He couldn't let Old Lu get too smug.

Principal Wei beckoned Bai Yang closer and said, "Bai Yang, remember this. You're still a graduate of Jiangnan First Military Academy."

Bai Yang immediately nodded. Principal Wei was a good man, well-liked by the students. He could at least do him that courtesy.

Seeing Bai Yang's sincere expression, Principal Wei decided to offer some real advice. "You may have withdrawn from school, but I can let you come back anytime. Do you understand?"

Bai Yang believed him. Wasn't that the sort of thing a principal could decide with a single word?

Principal Wei smiled again. "So, you haven't gone to Kyoto yet, have you? Why not lay out some conditions for Old Lu? The War God Class, for instance. He should show you he's serious."

Bai Yang's interest was piqued. He immediately asked, "Principal, what is the War God Class?"

Lu Ting's expression had already darkened a little, but Principal Wei pretended not to notice and smiled broadly. "Since your surname is Bai, your family must have told you about Limit Dojo's Elite Training Camp, right?"

Bai Yang nodded repeatedly. How could he not know about the War God Preparatory Camp, so crucial in the original story?

"The War God Class at Kyoto First Martial Arts School is like our Elite Class. It's specifically for cultivating the best of the best. The difference is, their class is meant to select candidates for the Elite Training Camp."

Bai Yang grew excited. In the original story, out of the more than ten billion people in Huaxia Nation, only one person was selected each year!

It was said that ninety percent of those who entered the Training Camp would become War Gods!

His foundation was so strong that becoming a War God was hardly in doubt. Still, the resources available there were tempting.

It would also make it easier to travel to Australia and reach the Treasure Land, a place he couldn't afford to miss at this stage!

He remembered that Huaxia's Military also had additional slots. Luo Feng had nearly been rejected because of them back then.

If this War God Class had been set up to prepare candidates for the selection next March, didn't that mean he might get a slot outright?

He'd already considered this possibility, but had no idea how to pursue it. He hadn't expected the opportunity to present itself just like this!

Seeing his expression, Principal Wei knew he understood. His smile grew even brighter as he continued, "So, you should think it over carefully. Is Old Lu really serious about this?

"Whatever happens, you can rest assured that I'll make sure you have a fallback."

Bai Yang nodded emphatically. He'd remember Principal Wei's kindness!

Now the pressure was on War God Lu. Reading his expression, Bai Yang saw that his face had darkened considerably.

War God Lu glared at Principal Wei as if his eyes were about to shoot flames!

Wei had hit a nerve!

From what Bai Yang remembered of the original story, even a Planetary Level councilman wasn't qualified to decide who got a place in the War God Camp.

Lu Ting was only a War God, even if he was an Advanced War God or even an Invincible War God.

It clearly wouldn't be easy for him to hand out admission to the War God Class as he pleased.

Bai Yang was going to see exactly what he could offer.