A Laughable Matter

"Really? I haven't heard anything about that."

A flash of anger crossed Zhang Ling's eyes. Her premonition was correct after all.

Or rather, her assessment of Jiang Jun's character hadn't been wrong.

Bringing up Yage at this moment clearly showed Jiang Jun had ill intentions.

After all, on Awakening Day, Zhang Ling had taken an immediate liking to Yage and signed her with Juxing, completely ignoring Lin Feng from start to finish.

Perhaps "ignoring" wasn't the right word; she had looked at him with disdain and threat.

She had deliberately avoided discussing Yage from the beginning, acting natural, fearing Lin Feng might recall unpleasant memories. She hadn't expected Jiang Jun to break the ice.

Furthermore, Yage had just broken up with Lin Feng. If he found out now that Yage was developing so well at Juxing with a bright future, would he be happy or angry?

Thinking this, Zhang Ling subtly glanced at Lin Feng. He appeared calm, which made her relax slightly.

"Why keep it a secret?" Jiang Jun said with a slight smile.

"It's almost common knowledge in the league. I heard the evolved Bewitching Butterfly has strength comparable to Earth Ranking Demon Spirits. Yage will probably join the Juxing Team then!"

"Heh, your Zephyr Team's Demon Spirit research department might not have impressive results, but your grapevine is quite effective!" This time, Zhang Ling didn't deny it; she directly retorted with mockery.

"What's the point of researching so many Demon Spirits? As long as your battle record is impressive!" Jiang Jun said.

"If your battle record is so strong, why can't you join the China Glory Team?"

"Who says we can't? Didn't Zhang Ziyun join ten years ago?"

"You know it was ten years ago? And Zhang Ziyun's performance wasn't that great either! It seems Zephyr is getting worse and worse!"

Elder Jiang remained calm throughout Zhang Ling and Jiang Jun's verbal sparring, saying nothing, completely adopting an "it's none of my business, don't ask me" attitude.

"Let them argue, the more they argue, the better!" Elder Jiang secretly rejoiced.

Facing a powerhouse like Juxing and a strong Glory team like Zephyr, Thunder actually had no competitive edge.

They couldn't compete in terms of money or battle records. Their only advantage was that Thunder was a local club in Jiang City, but this advantage was almost negligible.

Many geniuses signed with other clubs and even moved their families away.

Seeing Elder Jiang's indifferent demeanor, the two who were still arguing quickly realized their situation. They glared at each other resentfully and decisively stopped their sarcastic remarks, unwilling to be pawns for others.

Under Elder Jiang's guidance, Lin Feng and the others arrived at an antique room. It wasn't large, only about twenty to thirty square meters, serving as a tea room for guests.

"Elder Jiang! Manager Zhang! Manager Jiang!"

A young woman in her early twenties, wearing a dark green dress, stood up and greeted them upon their arrival.

She was familiar with Elder Jiang. As the leaders of two major clubs, she naturally knew Jiang Jun and Zhang Ling. The only thing that surprised her was Lin Feng's identity.

A young man being with the leaders of three major clubs—he must be another top-tier genius!

The young woman smiled slightly at Lin Feng, who nodded in response.

"Xiao Yun, go make some tea," Elder Jiang said to the young woman.

"Okay!" The young woman responded and began skillfully arranging the tea set and brewing the tea.

"Sit, try my Cloud Robe White Tea," Elder Jiang said.

After drinking tea and engaging in some casual conversation, Elder Jiang got straight to the point: "Lin Feng, the Thunder Club is very interested in you and intends to sign you!"

"Our Juxing Club also sincerely hopes that student Lin Feng can join!" Zhang Ling said, unwilling to fall behind.

"Zephyr too. Student Lin Feng's fighting style is a great match for the Zephyr Team," Jiang Jun said, even mentioning the Zephyr Team directly, as if Lin Feng's joining and signing would automatically mean joining the Zephyr Team.

This displeased Zhang Ling, who let out a cold, disdainful smile.

"I also plan to sign with a club. What conditions can you offer me?" Lin Feng asked.

Although Lin Feng couldn't join a Glory club yet, he wasn't against it.

Even though the professional teams of those major clubs wouldn't mean much to him—with his experience, he could become a powerful Martial Artist on his own.

However, to become a powerful Demon Spirit Master, he had to participate in the Glory League.

The rewards of the Glory League were something all Demon Spirit Masters yearned for.

And to participate in the Glory League, one needed a five-person team and the qualification to enter. Directly joining an S-Class Club, while not offering as much freedom, would save him some trouble.

"Then we'll need to confirm student Lin Feng's strength and talent before we can offer specific contracts and conditions," Elder Jiang said with a smile, and Jiang Jun and Zhang Ling nodded in agreement.

"Let's confirm the first point. Student Lin Feng, are you truly concealing your martial arts talent?" Elder Jiang asked.

"Yes."

Lin Feng affirmed directly, appearing very confident. "You've seen my report card, so you know my actual combat results were held back. As for the reason, I don't wish to repeat it."

After Lin Feng finished speaking, Elder Jiang and the other two didn't react much.

Lin Feng continued, "I'm confident I can reach Body Cultivation Ninth Stage before the college entrance examination, or even break through to First-Rank Martial Artist directly!"

Upon hearing this, Elder Jiang and the other two could hardly believe their ears. It was like a bolt from the blue. They exchanged glances, disbelief etched on their faces.

After the shock wore off, doubt and denial set in.

They didn't understand why Lin Feng had the confidence to say such a thing.

"Are you sure?" Zhang Ling asked, directly expressing her doubt.

After all, Lin Feng was only at Body Cultivation Seventh Stage on Awakening Day. It had only been two days since he broke through to Body Cultivation Eighth Stage, and there were only three months left until the college entrance examination.

In three months, he was supposed to break through to become a Martial Artist?

If Lin Feng had said he would break through to Body Cultivation Ninth Stage, they would have been willing to believe him.

If Lin Feng were a Martial Arts prodigy, coupled with abundant resources, three months wouldn't be impossible. But to become a Martial Artist directly would increase the difficulty tenfold or even a hundredfold.

Even Ye Qiu, with his exceptional Martial Arts talent, broke through to Body Cultivation Ninth Stage at fifteen years old in his second year of high school. As the young master of the Ye Corporation, he lacked no resources, yet he was still stuck at Body Cultivation Ninth Stage, unable to break through. This illustrated the immense difficulty.

Many students who reached Body Cultivation Ninth Stage before the college entrance examination only truly broke through to become Martial Artists in their second or even third year of university.

"As the strongest high school student, perhaps classmate Lin Feng can create a miracle."

Jiang Jun chuckled. Unlike Zhang Ling, he didn't directly question Lin Feng, but describing it as creating a miracle clearly indicated his disbelief.

Were miracles really that easy to create?

Elder Jiang didn't express his opinion directly, waiting for Lin Feng's answer. Despite his doubts, he didn't think Lin Feng was an idiot who would speak so carelessly.

Lin Feng was silent for a moment. Facing everyone's questioning, he didn't explain. He simply got up.

"Classmate Lin Feng, you're going to..."

Just as the three thought Lin Feng's lie had been exposed and he was about to leave in a fit of anger due to the questioning, they saw Lin Feng walk to a more open space and begin performing some strange movements.

At this moment, Lin Feng's head was on the ground, his right leg kicking upwards, in a posture like a scorpion. After a while, his entire body twisted and coiled like a snake...

"Thirty-Six Forms of Body Refining?"

Elder Jiang naturally recognized these seemingly bizarre movements. As a Fifth-Rank Martial Artist, he could perform twenty-eight forms.

Zhang Ling and the other two were also somewhat perplexed.

The Thirty-Six Forms of Body Refining was the foundation of Martial Arts, equivalent to building a foundation.

The body refining method for all students, including university students at Martial Arts universities, was the Thirty-Six Forms of Body Refining.

Although one could begin cultivating techniques after becoming a Martial Artist, and Spiritual Energy could nourish and strengthen the body and internal organs, the effect was far inferior to the Thirty-Six Forms of Body Refining.

The core of the Thirty-Six Forms of Body Refining's body tempering was the circulation of Qi and Blood, using Qi and Blood to strengthen the body.

However, after the Fourth-Rank realm, when Spiritual Energy could be projected externally to perform techniques like the Hundred Pace Divine Fist, which had immense power and reduced the need for close-quarters combat, many people abandoned the Thirty-Six Forms of Body Refining and focused solely on cultivating techniques.

Could it be that Lin Feng's Thirty-Six Forms of Body Refining was very powerful?

Even if it were powerful, how powerful could it possibly be?

In their eyes, Lin Feng's actions were somewhat laughable!