Shi Fen Tricks Luo Feng

On the day of the mathematics portion of the college entrance exam, Luo Feng fainted in the examination hall once again.

Upon hearing this news, Shi Fen specifically went to "pay his respects" to Luo Feng.

In the evening, Shi Fen burst into Luo Feng's home with a cheeky grin, asking a question he already knew the answer to while teasing him: "Brother, how did a math exam manage to knock you out? I hope my math tutoring didn't go to waste."

Seeing Shi Fen teasing him, Luo Feng maintained a calm and composed expression, sighing helplessly: "The last question was just too difficult. I studied it for a long time but couldn't make sense of it. I was so desperate to solve it that I put too much pressure on myself. Then, I felt a sharp pain in my brain and just blacked out."

"Oh? You solved all the previous questions?" Shi Fen asked curiously.

Luo Feng nodded slightly in response.

Shi Fen immediately felt energized, thinking to himself: As expected of Luo Feng. Even with just a little bit of guidance, his history has already changed this much.

"Then your total score for this college entrance exam should be quite high," Shi Fen continued.

Luo Feng stared at Shi Fen with a strange expression, asking, "This college entrance exam?"

"Uh."

Shi Fen realized he had been speaking from a god's-eye perspective and had accidentally slipped up. He hurriedly brushed it off without changing his expression: "You had mock exams before, didn't you? Aren't those also part of the college entrance process?"

Luo Feng didn't dwell on the matter, smiling as he said: "That's true. With math being this hard, others definitely won't score as high as me. This way, the undergraduate cutoff line will be much lower this year. Getting into a top military academy should be a sure thing for me now."

Shi Fen pursed his lips, a look of disdain on his face as he spoke eloquently: "Military academy? That's nothing. I'm planning to reach the physical fitness requirements and go straight for the martial artist assessment. I've heard from my clients that becoming a martial artist at the Extreme Martial Arts Hall is far better than going to a military academy."

"Not only is the status higher, but you also earn much more money."

"The martial arts hall even gives you a villa directly. If you go to a military academy, how many years would it take you to earn enough for a villa?"

"If I can become a martial artist, I wouldn't dream of going to some crappy university. You should know, even when I was very young, top universities were inviting me, but I knew that becoming a martial artist was the best path."

"How many college students are there in all of humanity? Tens of millions, I suppose?"

"As for martial artists, are there even a million of them in total?"

"The two of us, if we're going to be something, we should be true elites of humanity."

Luo Feng listened patiently as his brother spoke, his eyes growing brighter and brighter. He had heard of this as well.

However, he was hesitant. Unlike Shi Fen, he had a family to look after. His parents were getting on in years, and his younger brother still needed his care. Although his brother was quite good at making money now, Luo Hua was disabled, making his daily life and mobility inconvenient.

Seeing Luo Feng's hesitation, Shi Fen decided to drop a bombshell.

"I've heard that there is a miraculous medicine in the martial artist circle that can regrow severed limbs. If you have enough money to buy that medicine, you could absolutely make Luo Hua stand up again."

Luo Feng stood up abruptly, gripping Shi Fen's arms tightly. He stared fixedly into Shi Fen's eyes, his voice trembling with excitement as he asked in disbelief: "Brother Shi, is this true?"

At this moment, Luo Hua was being pushed in his wheelchair by their parents for a stroll downstairs. There was no one else in the house besides Luo Feng.

Shi Fen felt the terrifying force coming from Luo Feng's grip and was slightly startled; he felt that Luo Feng's strength was far beyond 1,000 jin. He couldn't help but "forcefully" shake off Luo Feng's hands, rubbing his arm with a look of helpless dissatisfaction.

Luo Hua was indeed Luo Feng's soft spot; he cared too much for his family.

"Why would I lie to you? Just go ask the instructor at the martial arts hall tomorrow, and you'll know everything," Shi Fen said, pretending to continue rubbing his arm. He added, "You should test your strength while you're there tomorrow, too. For some reason, I feel like your strength is much greater than mine."

Luo Feng's mind was now completely filled with thoughts of that miraculous medicine; he couldn't care about anything else. He grabbed Shi Fen and started running outside.

"Why wait for tomorrow? The martial arts hall hasn't closed yet; let's go right now."

"Uh."

Shi Fen had underestimated Luo Feng's "protective" nature and could only follow obediently, walking quickly behind him.

He had no choice but to keep up, because Luo Feng was dragging his hundred-plus-jin frame with such force that if he slowed down even a little, he felt like he would be "flying."

The two of them dashed into the martial arts hall.

Luo Feng asked every acquaintance he encountered: "Good evening, do you know where Instructor Jiang Nian is?"

After asking several people, he learned from one that Instructor Jiang Nian was on the third floor. He immediately pulled Shi Fen and rushed up.

Jiang Nian was on the third floor, training a few students.

Luo Feng reached the third floor and immediately slowed down, waiting respectfully for Jiang Nian to finish his work and for the students to leave. Only then did he approach Jiang Nian, greet him respectfully, and humbly ask: "Instructor Jiang Nian, may I ask if there is a medicine in the world that can regrow severed limbs?"

Jiang Nian was just about to finish his shift and go home. He was taken aback by Luo Feng's question, but he quickly answered his doubt, stating with absolute certainty: "Yes, there is. This medicine is from the United States, but it's quite expensive. I've heard it costs 30 billion Huaxia coins per dose."

As an instructor at the Extreme Martial Arts Hall, Jiang Nian was well-informed, and this wasn't a secret, so he told Luo Feng the truth. Jiang Nian knew why Luo Feng was asking; it was certainly for Luo Hua.

"Ah? 30 billion Huaxia coins?" Luo Feng was shocked.

"And that's only if you can find a seller," Jiang Nian added.

Luo Feng's eyes went wide. 30 billion—to him, that was an astronomical figure. He didn't know how many years it would take for him to earn 30 billion.

Even if he had the 30 billion, there was no guarantee he could actually buy it; that was the most agonizing part.

Seeing that Luo Feng seemed crushed, Shi Fen reminded him from the side: "Luo Feng, I feel like your strength must have exceeded 900kg by now. Once you become a martial artist, as long as you are strong enough, what can't you achieve? It's just 30 billion, after all."

Luo Feng was instantly jolted awake. Without a word, he turned and bolted toward the punch strength tester.

Jiang Nian curled his lip slightly at Shi Fen's words. Just 30 billion? He hadn't even seen 30 billion in his entire life.

He understood that the child was young and arrogant. Given the situation with Luo Feng's brother, he didn't mock him, simply watching quietly, hoping that Luo Feng might bring him a "surprise."

Luo Feng stood before the punch strength tester. His heart was in turmoil; the tiny hope he had for his brother to stand again had been completely shattered by Instructor Jiang Nian's mention of the 30 billion price tag. 30 billion—it was a figure that filled him with despair.

If it had been 3 million, he would have felt that it was something he could hope to earn in his lifetime.

30 billion? Too hard, far too hard.

Perhaps only by becoming a powerhouse among martial artists, just as Shi Fen said, could one ever earn those 30 billion.

Luo Feng already had the answer in his heart: he would become a martial artist!

His gaze gradually turned resolute. 30 billion—if one year wasn't enough, then two; if two weren't enough, then three. Sooner or later, he would earn it! He hadn't reached this point from the slums by relying on luck; he had fought for every inch of it with his own two hands. How else would he have earned the nickname "Madman"?

He took a deep breath, his eyes completely focused inward. If one looked closely, they would see a hint of madness within them. After being dealt a blow, "Madman" Luo Feng had returned!

He clenched his fist tightly, fueled by his refusal to accept his fate and his inner madness. He felt as if his body were burning, and in that moment, he slammed his fist into the punch strength tester without holding anything back.

With a loud "boom," a number appeared on the screen.

"1165kg."

"Holy crap."

"My god."

"Hm?"

The three of them spoke simultaneously upon seeing the number.

The first two exclamations naturally came from Jiang Nian and Shi Fen. As for Luo Feng, he was stunned by the figure, unable to stop an incredulous sound from escaping his lips.

Jiang Nian felt as though he had struck gold. He had always been fond of Luo Feng, but he hadn't expected such a massive leap in progress, cementing the boy's title as a genius. An 18-year-old quasi-martial artist!

Jiang Nian felt that this year's "year-end bonus" was going to be substantial.

Shi Fen, however, felt the number was too high—nearly 100 kilograms higher than what he remembered. Could this be the power of rage? Shi Fen wondered to himself.

Jiang Nian said excitedly, "Quick, throw a few more punches and let me see."

Luo Feng understood immediately. His fists moved like lightning, striking the target pad frantically, unleashing dozens of punches at full strength.

A string of numbers flashed across the screen of the punch strength tester.

"1108kg, 1092kg, 1087kg, 1101kg, 1054kg..."

Jiang Nian stared fixedly at the screen, his face blooming with a wide smile.

After throwing dozens of punches, the catharsis of exerting his full strength made Luo Feng feel a bit better.

Once Luo Feng pulled back his fists, Jiang Nian immediately stepped forward, smiling kindly. "Luo Feng, how do you feel about your college entrance exam results?"

"Hm... I should be able to clear the undergraduate cutoff by a fair margin," Luo Feng replied after a moment of contemplation.

Jiang Nian grew anxious, thinking to himself that it would be a waste for such a good seedling to go to university. He hurriedly said, "What's the point of college? You're only 18. With your talent, going to university is a complete waste. Once you become a martial artist and join our martial arts hall, that's when you'll really—"

"Instructor, I understand what you mean. I am willing to participate in the quasi-martial artist combat assessment and become a martial artist," Luo Feng replied decisively.

Hearing this, Shi Fen was delighted; his goal for the day had been achieved. Although he wouldn't interfere with Luo Feng's destiny, he didn't want Luo Feng to deviate and suffer any setbacks.

Seeing Luo Feng's resolve, Jiang Nian's face lit up with a smile. He spoke to Luo Feng in a friendly tone, "Once you become a martial artist, join our Extreme Martial Arts Hall. As long as you become a martial artist with us, we will arrange a detached villa for you in the best area, plus a base salary of 20,000 Huaxia coins per month.

Of course, the villa is not allowed to be sold..."

Listening to the various benefits offered by the Extreme Martial Arts Hall, Luo Feng was completely stunned.

Shi Fen, who had been standing to the side watching the show, felt like an invisible person. The two of them were chatting away, completely ignoring him.

He was happy to keep it that way.

He would not compete for the spotlight that belonged to Luo Feng, nor would he try to outdo him just to show off his own capabilities.

This wasn't because Shi Fen was trying to stay low-key; he genuinely hoped his good brother Luo Feng would make a name for himself sooner and escape his current "predicament."

Having grown up together for 18 years, they were "sworn brothers" in the truest sense.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have guided him so far in advance.

If Shi Fen were a person who loved to show off, he would have displayed his spiritual energy the moment he awakened it; with the status of a spiritual reader, he could have easily stolen the limelight.

But he simply wasn't that kind of person.

Seeing the two of them deep in conversation, Shi Fen feigned helplessness and said, "I'm heading home," before quietly slipping away.