The Principal Is Also Here to Poach People

Lu Chong's Monument-Splitting Palm reached Perfection?

And on top of that, his cultivation had broken through to the Fifth Stage!

As the homeroom teacher, Wang Tong's thoughts were now in disarray. Wasn't it just last night that he had been giving the kid pointers?

How was he supposed to look at him with fresh eyes again so soon...

"Wait... Monument-Splitting Palm... wasn't his Monument-Splitting Palm only breaking through to Microscopic yesterday?" Wang Tong couldn't help but doubt himself.

Was his judgment even right? Was Lu Chong's Second Awakening a little too over-the-top?

The Class 1 homeroom teacher, Li Chengjun, fell silent beside him.

Monument-Splitting Palm at Perfection was a completely different concept from the Microscopic level he'd learned about yesterday.

To put it in the simplest terms, nearly half the students in Class 1 had one Martial Skill at Microscopic. Even top students like Xiang Yueya, Zhao Longfei, and Huang Junyan had at least two Martial Skills at Microscopic.

So, he'd been somewhat tempted to poach Lu Chong, but not enough to get excited.

But a Martial Skill at Perfection? That was another story entirely.

Across the entire Class 1, or even the entire No. 1 High School and all the high schools in Guanyun City, there wasn't a single student who had managed to cultivate a Martial Skill to Perfection.

The conditions required were far too harsh. It wasn't just a matter of talent plus hard work; you also needed an opportunity.

Yet here was an ordinary class student, only at the Fifth Stage of Martial Disciple, who had actually achieved it. That was just absurd.

"I have to get my hands on this student," Li Chengjun thought to himself. "Keeping him in Class 5 is just wasting him."

The Old Principal naturally knew what a Martial Skill at Perfection meant. He just said with some regret, "It's a pity his cultivation is still a bit weak. Otherwise, getting into the North and South Schools wouldn't be a problem."

Wang Tong was stunned for a moment, but ultimately held back from saying anything.

He remembered it all too clearly. Lu Chong had been at the Third Stage of Martial Disciple just two days ago, and now he was at the Fifth Stage.

His current cultivation might not be outstanding, but at this rocket-like pace, becoming a Martial Artist before the College Entrance Exam wasn't impossible.

"Maybe it was the effect of the Nutrition Bar I gave him?" Wang Tong wavered in uncertainty, deciding not to tell the Old Principal too much for now.

Mainly because he was afraid the Old Principal wouldn't believe him, and even more worried that Li Chengjun beside him would start scheming.

On the field, the vast majority of students didn't notice that Lu Chong's Martial Skill had reached Perfection. Only a very few with sharp eyes vaguely suspected it, but they didn't dare believe it.

The Class 5 students erupted in cheers. After several matches of frustration, they were finally holding their heads high.

"Brother Chong, you're awesome!"

"Brother Chong, keep it up! We've got your back in spirit!"

"Brother Chong, the girls are all watching you. Get even cooler!" That last line was, of course, shouted by the flashy Chen Yufei.

Over in Class 1, although Zhou Feng had been thwarted, they quickly regrouped. A sturdy young man stepped forward.

They had plenty of confidence and could afford a loss.

"Mo Bai, please!"

The second student looked much more composed than Zhou Feng had been, and he didn't make any arrogant claims.

As soon as he made his move, he used his Microscopic-level Nine-Shadow Step, leaving a trail of afterimages across the open ground as he circled Lu Chong, ready to strike a decisive blow at any moment.

"This kid's Nine-Shadow Step is also at Microscopic. He's clearly scared of Brother Chong's Monument-Splitting Palm, so he doesn't dare fight head-on," Chen Yufei analyzed with a straight face.

"But that means Brother Chong can't do anything to him either. If this drags on, he'll eventually run out of stamina, and there are still three more people on the other side," a Class 5 student worried.

Among the Class 1 students, Xiang Yueya stared intently at Lu Chong's every move. She wanted to confirm whether her earlier judgment was correct.

She didn't have the teachers' sharp eyesight; she couldn't determine from that one fleeting move that Lu Chong's Monument-Splitting Palm had reached Perfection.

Just as she was watching, Lu Chong suddenly moved.

It wasn't a big motion. It looked like he casually took a step back, then lightly swung his palm in a horizontal chop.

In the next instant, all of Mo Bai's afterimages on the field vanished. Lu Chong's palm had stopped with exquisite precision at Mo Bai's throat, then shifted from a chop to a grab, lifting him into the air.

"You lost."

Lu Chong didn't go for a brutal finish. He simply let the other go and said calmly.

"Thank you." Mo Bai shot Lu Chong a grateful look, cupped his fists, and withdrew.

He knew Lu Chong had shown mercy; otherwise, that palm strike could have knocked him unconscious.

Cheers erupted once again from the Class 5 crowd, and even the students from other classes on the periphery let out exclamations of amazement.

Though most of them hadn't figured out how Lu Chong had done it.

"That wasn't the advantage of Monument-Splitting Palm... it was Nine-Shadow Step?" Xiang Yueya took a deep breath, feeling even more confused.

This time, Lu Chong clearly hadn't relied on the advantage of Monument-Splitting Palm; he had just delivered an ordinary palm strike.

But the timing of his strike was too exquisite. It was as if he had completely predicted Mo Bai's movement and was waiting right there.

And to achieve that, you had to work on Nine-Shadow Step.

This meant that Lu Chong's Nine-Shadow Step wasn't just barely at Microscopic; it far surpassed Mo Bai's level of martial skill attainment.

Even the teachers who had reached the Martial Artist realm couldn't accurately gauge Lu Chong's Nine-Shadow Step level, since he hadn't shown it off much.

Only the Old Principal on the viewing platform smiled and said, "Not bad, not bad. A fine seedling. Having both Monument-Splitting Palm and Nine-Shadow Step at Perfection is truly rare."

Li Chengjun beside him was even more stunned. How had another Martial Skill reached Perfection?

Wang Tong was just as baffled, but as Lu Chong's teacher, he couldn't appear completely clueless, so he held back with great difficulty.

"This kid didn't even give me a heads-up. Is he trying to scare someone to death?" Wang Tong decided he'd have to interrogate him thoroughly once they got back.

Li Chengjun recovered quickly and promptly echoed the Old Principal: "A fine seedling indeed. Too bad he's been wasted in Class 5. If he were in my class, his cultivation would definitely be higher than this."

"Elder Wei, there are only three months left until the College Entrance Exam. I, Li Chengjun, am willing to sign a military pledge."

Li Chengjun turned to the Old Principal and continued confidently: "I'll help him reach the Ninth Stage before the exam and get him into the Big Three."

The Big Three Li Chengjun mentioned were North China Martial Arts University, Jiangnan Martial Arts University, and Zhongyuan Zhenwu University.

Hearing this, Wang Tong laughed in anger. "Li Chengjun, have you no shame? I'd dare sign a military pledge too—to make Lu Chong the city's top scorer."

"Of course, if Elder Wei gives full support, I believe Lu Chong could take the provincial top spot."

Elder Wei leisurely took a sip of tea, then smiled as he glanced at Lu Chong, who had just defeated two more opponents in a row.

"Let's see what the kid himself wants. This old man hasn't taken on a student in a long time. Maybe I'll just guide him personally."

Hearing that, Li Chengjun and Wang Tong both fell silent.

Damn. They'd almost forgotten—the Old Principal's face was thicker than both of theirs combined.

While the snipe and clam fought, the fisherman caught them both.