Crow's Nest Gives Birth to a Phoenix! The Meaning of Martial Dao: Breaking Class Barriers, Everyone Is Like a Dragon!

What is a genius?

Even Wang Yan, who had advanced to the Fetal Breathing Realm, couldn't help but tremble at this moment.

He had practiced martial arts for nearly a century, and after coming into contact with the Mind Cultivation of the Cosmic Ruins, he had accumulated a wealth of experience that eventually blossomed. However, compared to Jiang Shu, his cultivation speed was still far too slow.

Jiang Shu, could he really be Immortal Descendant from this world?

In just one or two years, they have covered the ground that ordinary geniuses take decades or even centuries to cover.

That evening, the evening news program officially broadcast a message calling for donations to the Martial Dao Foundation established under the leadership of Martial God Jiang, for the purpose of supporting the martial arts training of ordinary students.

Upon seeing Ye Zhenzhen appear on the screen, Wang Ziyi collapsed to the ground, utterly devastated.

At that moment, he finally understood who he had offended.

If it were Martial Saint, with the Wang Family's capabilities, if things were handled properly, they might not be unable to cut their losses and survive.

But offending the Martial God... even if you beg Wang Yan Wang Tianren, you still can't save yourself!

Amidst endless fear and trembling, the shopping mall and entertainment company were sold off at top speed, and the funds raised were directly deposited into the Martial Dao Foundation's bank account.

Meanwhile, other powerful and influential figures had also been informed through their channels that the Martial God had personally come to Shengjing. Clearly, they valued the Martial Dao Foundation highly and generously donated funds in an effort to establish a connection.

Some transferred Xia Country Currency to bank accounts, while others donated Exotic Beast Meat and Heaven and Earth Treasure Medicine from the cold storage.

The Martial Dao Foundation is establishing branches in every city at an alarming pace.

The sun rises over Xin'an City.

weekend.

In an ordinary urban village, fifteen-year-old Luo Yong is eating meat with gusto.

He just started high school this month. According to the new regulations, students can formally learn martial arts in high school, from basic stance training to learning Innate Guidance Technique. Those with talent can even choose to practice the Martial Arts Grand Summary.

Many geniuses shine in high school and advance to become martial artists within just three years.

"Dad, you should eat something too. You work so hard, just eating isn't enough."

As the Origin Qi recovered and the world changed, the Xia Kingdom also saw the emergence of professions that had never existed before, such as Ferocious Beast butchers.

Luo Yong's father, Luo Da'an, worked at a Ferocious Beast Slaughterhouse. His daily job was to use special machines to cut open and sort the carcasses of Variant Ferocious Beast in the factory, which was real physical labor.

The wages are about the same as those of a regular porter.

Only by working diligently every day can one barely reach an income of 10,000.

The only difference is that, being in Ferocious Beast Slaughterhouse, their employees can buy a small amount of scraps of Exotic Beast Meat at a relatively low price each month as a reward.

This is exactly what he has his eye on.

After finishing his bowl of rice in a few bites, Luo Da'an wiped his mouth as usual and said, "Dad's meals at the slaughterhouse are great, so this little bit won't hurt. Xiao Yong, you're going to high school now, so you need to keep up with the beast meat. High school is different from junior high. I heard that junior high is all about strengthening your Qi and Blood. As long as you eat and drink your fill, even without eating Exotic Beast Meat, those with strong talent can directly advance to the Whole Body Qi and Blood Great Circulation."

"But in high school, you go from practicing horse stance to learning Innate Guidance Technique, which requires even more energy. The school lunches alone are far from enough to sustain you. If you eat a full breakfast, you'll naturally have more energy for classes in the morning."

"However, don't put too much pressure on yourself. Xiaoyong, you received a lot of praise from your teachers in junior high school. They said that if you had enough resources, you would have had the opportunity to become a martial artist in high school. Unfortunately, your parents' abilities are not enough, so this is all we can do."

"But no matter what, I've heard that good Martial Dao University offer scholarships. If my son gets into Martial Dao University, I believe he might just be able to achieve great things after years of hard work."

As he said this, Luo Da'an tried to cheer himself up, but a hint of sadness flashed in his eyes.

As parents, how many don't hope their children will succeed?

But their current situation is that their son has the ability to achieve great things, while they, as husband and wife, are dragging him down.

Becoming a martial artist in high school and becoming a martial artist in college are two completely different things.

The world has changed drastically, and ordinary families can actually make ends meet with their normal expenses, and may even live better than before.

However, if they wanted to support a martial artist, the expenses would increase exponentially. In the past, the Luo Family could barely afford it, but after Luo Yong's mother fell seriously ill, more than half of the family's savings were depleted.

Luo Yong worked hard and sweated a lot in junior high school because he wanted to become a martial artist as soon as possible and have the ability to make money faster.

Only in this way can my mother's illness be completely cured.

"Dad, don't overwork yourself, have something to eat."

Without saying a word, he placed a piece of Exotic Beast Meat near Luo Da'an's mouth, saying, "Didn't I show you the news last time? Martial God Jiang has established Martial Dao Foundation, and ordinary students who demonstrate sufficient talent have the opportunity to receive subsidies."

"It's just that Xin'an City is only a second or third-tier city, and the Martial Dao Foundation hasn't been established there yet. If a branch is set up, your son might be able to receive subsidies."

Luo Yong took a deep breath and said with a smile on his face, deliberately saying things to make his father happy.

Although he was only fifteen, his family had undergone tremendous changes, making him more mature than his peers.

Although he greatly respected and admired Jiang Shu, he put up a poster of Martial God Jiang in his room to motivate himself.

But he also knew that Martial God Jiang's initial intentions might be good, but as a human being, he would have selfish motives. No institution can be truly fair.

No matter how correct the idea of establishing this Martial Dao Foundation is, when it is implemented, it will definitely be the children of the powerful and wealthy who will receive subsidies earlier.

Even if I have shown ample talent, I will probably be stuck at the review stage indefinitely.

However, it's okay, his parents have already provided him with the best they can.

Even without the Martial Dao Foundation's subsidies, he will do his best to successfully advance to the level of a martial artist during high school!

With the Martial Arts Support Fund, my dad won't have to work so hard, and my mom won't feel so guilty thinking she's a burden.

"Oh dear, Xiao Yong, I almost forgot! The other day, my boss said he heard that a branch of the Martial Dao Foundation is going to be established in Xin'an City. May the Martial God bless us, may the God of Martial God bless us, Xiao Yong must be selected..."

Luo Da'an's voice grew softer and softer, and he even clasped his hands together, praying softly.

Looking at his somewhat superstitious father, Luo Yong smiled and was about to leave home to practice horse stance in the nearby park when there was a sudden knock on the door.

"Thump, thump, thump..."

Who is it?

The knocking interrupted Luo Da'an's thoughts. He couldn't help but turn around and say something, then immediately stood up and went to open the door.

Since his wife fell ill, he sold their house and rented a place in an urban village. He didn't have any good connections in the family, so why was someone suddenly knocking on the door today?

He opened the door and saw a man in a suit standing in front of him. Behind him was a burly man exuding a powerful Qi and Blood, carrying a large suitcase, looking like a bodyguard.

"Excuse me, is this Luo Yong's house?"

"Yes, who are you?"

Having spent years navigating the complexities of society, Luo Da'an immediately recognized that the people arriving were undoubtedly the city's elite. They didn't look like they lived in an urban village at all.

Could it be that there's something you want to ask me?

Or rather, what did your own son do at school?

Luo Da'an stood at the door, not knowing the identity of the visitor, and did not want to invite him into the house.

Secondly, the environment in urban villages is too poor. If they are really important guests, inviting them inside might be impolite and offend them. It's better to stay outside.

However, this also brings a drawback.

Because it was the weekend, there were more residents in the urban village than usual.

The appearance of the man in the suit and his burly bodyguard immediately attracted a crowd of onlookers from the vicinity.

Everyone craned their necks, eager to watch the show.

Some were also whispering to each other, as if they were talking in hushed tones.

"Let me introduce myself. I am Zhou Ping, a hotline representative for the Martial Dao Foundation in Xin'an City."

"According to our investigation, your son, Luo Yong, from Xin'an First High School, meets the requirements for the subsidy for students from ordinary families. I am here today to sign a contract with you and make arrangements."

As soon as Zhou Ping finished speaking, he saw the middle-aged man in front of him, who was hunched over, suddenly tremble, his eyes filled with unbelievable joy.

He hadn't expected that the Martial Dao Foundation would contact him in such a short time.

His own son...

If I could get a subsidy from the Martial Dao Foundation, I might actually be able to become a martial artist in high school.

In that case, the child's mother is truly saved.

He swallowed hard, but couldn't say anything. He had never practiced martial arts; he was just an ordinary middle-aged man. He couldn't say anything. He turned his head and saw his son walk out and stand in the sunlight.

The brilliant morning glow shone on the 1.8-meter-tall man.

Luo Yong clenched his fists, his heart pounding wildly, his excitement even surpassing that of when he was admitted to the First Middle School.

"I am Luo Yong ... What do I need to give up... For example, working at the Martial Dao Foundation in the future, serving the Martial God... Or rather, these subsidies are temporary loans that I will need to repay later..."

Luo Yong forcibly suppressed his excitement and asked carefully.

He was willing to accept the interest payments; his top priority now was to become a martial artist and gain the ability to heal his mother!

"No need. Martial God said that our Martial Dao Foundation was established for only one purpose: to Everyone is Like a Dragon."

"And this step must begin with the youth. Because if the youth are strong, the nation is strong; if the youth are wise, the nation is wise."

"Anyone who is fifteen years old or older and has reached the Qi and Blood Sensing has a chance to receive assistance. If we really have to ask for something, Martial God does have one: if you really rise to power in the future, you should treat others the way he treated you today."

Zhou Ping's voice was loud and clear. As a dedicated staff member of the Martial Dao Foundation, he understood more about the Martial Dao Foundation's underlying principles, and the more he learned, the more immersed he became.

In his view, Jiang Shu, the Martial God Jiang, was Saint who descended from heaven and appeared only once every ten thousand years.

It was truly an honor for him to serve in such an institution.

He will treat this job as a supreme mission and dedicate himself to it.

"Luo Yong, you must report all your martial arts progress to me in a timely manner so that I can keep records. If you lack anything or need any martial arts resources, you can also tell me, and I can apply to the Martial Dao Foundation."

"As for the rest, you don't need to do anything. Just practice martial arts as usual."

"As for your benefits, the Martial Arts Support Fund that only martial artists receive will be paid to you in advance by our Martial Dao Foundation. You will receive 10,000 yuan a month for your daily expenses. Of course, if you have other uses for it, we will not interfere."

Zhou Ping paused deliberately at this point, emphasizing the phrase "for other purposes."

He came here knowingly because he had a clear understanding of the Luo Family, including that there was a seriously ill mother in the family. With this monthly subsidy of 10,000 yuan, Luo's mother might be able to be discharged from the hospital sooner.

"First Order Exotic Beast Meat, unlimited every month. First Order Heaven and Earth Treasure Medicine, one can be applied for every month. If the martial arts progress is fast, one more can be added to the quota."

"Our Xin'an City Martial Dao Foundation has a Grandmaster in charge. There are eight second-realm martial artists and sixteen first-realm martial artists as tutors. You can go and ask them any questions you may have."

"At the same time, the Martial Dao Foundation also has ten Martial Artist Sleep Pod. Of course, compared to Exotic Beast Meat and Heaven and Earth Treasure Medicine, these are scarce resources. So according to the allocation, Luo Yong, you only have one use right per week. If you can advance from Qi and Blood Circulation to the Whole Body Qi and Blood Great Circulation within a month, you can have one more use right per week."

"Until you become a martial artist, once you become a martial artist, our Martial Dao Foundation will give you a generous gift based on your performance. For example, if you become a martial artist at the age of sixteen, we can directly give you the right to use Martial Artist Sleep Pod for three years."

"A reward of one million Xia Country Currency, and a house in Xin'an City..."

Zhou Ping spoke slowly and in a calm voice, but every word he uttered made the people around him stiffen and look at Luo Da'an and Luo Yong in disbelief.

This is not just empty promises.

Once Luo Yong becomes a martial artist, the Martial Dao Foundation can truly afford to spend lavishly!

Luo Da'an moved to the urban village three years ago, and unexpectedly, his luck has really turned around today, and a phoenix has emerged from the crow's nest!

"We've discussed the terms and conditions. If you think it's acceptable, sign here. I'll then handle the communication with you."

Zhou Ping took out an agreement from his briefcase and handed it to Luo Yong.

After watching Luo Yong pick up the pen and neatly sign his name.

He had just turned around when, at his signal, the bodyguard on the side finally opened the suitcase, inside which were three First Order Heaven and Earth Treasure Medicine.

"Of these three Heaven and Earth Treasure Medicine, two have the effect of strengthening Qi and Blood, while the third can restore Qi and Blood, which may have some effect on your mother's condition..."

"Brother Zhou... thank you!"

Looking at the ginseng that seemed to glow with Treasure Light, Luo Yong felt that he would be willing to do anything at any moment.

"No need to thank me. If you want to thank someone, thank Martial God Jiang. And the best way to Martial God Jiang is to diligently practice martial arts. In the future, carry out Martial God Jiang's will, break down social classes, Everyone is Like a Dragon."

At this point, Zhou Ping couldn't help but pat Luo Yong on the shoulder and whisper, "Keep it up."

"Um!"

Luo Yong took the suitcase and watched Zhou Ping leave without lingering. Tears welled up in Luo Yong's eyes.

He had always admired and respected Martial God Jiang.

But they always felt that Martial God Jiang was too far removed from them.

They were like people from two different worlds.

But now, the Martial Dao Foundation has appeared, and Zhou Ping has visited.

He then realized that Martial God Jiang had been paying attention to them all along.

Break down class barriers.

Everyone is Like a Dragon.

This is the true meaning of the emergence of martial arts!