Wang Anguo's words made Chen Yan's blood boil.
But he still had doubts.
"Grandmaster, how do professional martial artist titles come about?"
The question seemed to remind Wang Anguo of something. A trace of nostalgia crossed his face.
"Titles?"
"Of course, you earn them yourself."
Wang Anguo explained, "When a martial artist achieves sufficiently impressive results in a certain field or makes a name for himself, he earns the right to put a title of his own before his name."
"For instance, the signature technique I cultivate is Flowing Cloud Steps, so people outside call me Floating Cloud Startling Swan."
Chen Yan's heart stirred.
He remembered that one of the students in the Grandmaster Class had chosen Flowing Cloud Steps as his secondary martial art.
Did that mean that, from now on, everyone who cultivated this technique would have to call themselves his junior in Wang Anguo's presence?
Wang Anguo seemed to see what he was thinking. He smiled and continued, "The Alliance also organizes competitions at various levels."
"Kids your age compete in amateur events, like the primary and middle school martial arts tournament."
"Professional martial artists have their own competitions, of course."
"A few years ago, anyone hoping to compete in the highest-level Professional League had to travel all the way to the Imperial Capital. It was terribly inconvenient."
Wang Anguo changed the subject, a glint flashing in his eyes.
"But this year, the front lines acquired a special technology from the ferocious beasts. After Alliance technicians cracked and modified it, it's now more or less... global."
Global?
As Chen Yan turned the word over in his mind, a vague guess began to form.
Wang Anguo looked at Chen Yan's thoughtful expression and nodded with satisfaction. "In fact, some third- and fourth-year students here at Imperial Martial have