Liu Chang turned back in shock at the sight before her.
Yang Sheng's resolute gaze met hers.
"Teacher, you said earlier that the fastest anyone at Bay City had learned Iron Mountain Lean was Senior Brother, in four days."
"Has anyone else ever learned Iron Mountain Lean in as little as four breaths?"
Jiang Tian took a deep breath.
Then he said, "From now on, the three fastest people in Bay City to master Iron Mountain Lean will all be me and my students!"
Liu Chang said, "Huh? That makes him your student already?"
Jiang Tian shot her a glare. "Fool! If you don't make a move and take him in now, someone else will snatch him away in the future! Would having someone with this kind of talent as your junior brother really wrong you?"
Liu Chang shook her head.
"Of course not. Yang Sheng's talent is exceptional; we've already tested it. But he missed too much cultivation in the early stages."
"There's less than a month left until the Martial Arts Entrance Exam. With only Lesser Completion of Bright Force cultivation, it will be difficult for him to get into a good Martial Arts University."
"Most importantly, Class-Divided Cultivation is inevitable. Though you keep saying that Teacher Zhao Huan shows no mercy when expelling students, this was indeed ordered by the school's upper management. Going against the broader trend is unwise. You should think it over carefully."
Jiang Tian snorted coldly and turned to walk toward Yang Sheng.
"Upper Registry, Lower Registry—there are only geniuses and fools in my eyes. If I don't recruit a genius like this, then the title of Bay City Martial Arts High School's number one teacher might as well be thrown to the dogs."
Liu Chang sighed and followed him.
Though everything she had said was an objective fact, she also knew that she could not persuade Jiang Tian.
Given Jiang Tian's personality, he would definitely take Yang Sheng in.
But the tide of the world surged onward like a mighty river.
No one could stop it.
That unreliable teacher... I'll have to talk to Father when I get back. If the school pressures Teacher in the future, Father can help him hold them off.
At that moment, Yang Sheng was still carefully savoring that earlier lean.
[Bright Force (50/500)]
Simply grasping the basic movements of Iron Mountain Lean for the first time had brought another major increase in his cultivation.
It turned out that the improvements he had gained from quietly practicing boxing before had indeed been rather slow.
The progress gained through actual combat and mastering techniques was leaps and bounds greater.
Jiang Tian walked up to Yang Sheng.
He was nearly two meters tall, with a powerful, robust build.
Yang Sheng, meanwhile, was only a little over 1.8 meters tall and comparatively leaner.
Standing before him, Jiang Tian blocked all the sunlight.
His presence was immensely oppressive.
But when Yang Sheng looked up, all he saw was Jiang Tian's smiling face, filled with appreciation.
He extended his broad hand.
"Welcome to the dream of every student at Bay City Martial Arts High School: the senior year High-Aspiration Class!"
The opportunity Yang Sheng had been waiting for appeared today.
There had always been a saying at Bay City Martial Arts High School: once one foot stepped into the High-Aspiration Class, the other had already crossed the threshold of Hua Nation's top martial arts universities.
The High-Aspiration Class had always accepted only the most exceptionally talented geniuses.
More than a dozen Origin Star Realm martial arts masters had once emerged from the High-Aspiration Class.
And compared to other classes,
students admitted to the High-Aspiration Class all received the cultivation resources of Upper Registry students.
As long as he joined the High-Aspiration Class, the cultivation methods, skills, and Great Medicines that had once been far beyond his reach would now be within arm's length.
But most importantly, he had told his father countless times before
that his teachers at school took great care of him, and his classmates were friendly toward him as well.
Those once-beautiful lies
had unexpectedly become reality.
Yang Sheng did not hesitate at all.
He clasped Jiang Tian's outstretched hand.
"Thank you, Teacher!"
"Good!"
The smile on Jiang Tian's face deepened.
"Come meet your Senior Sister Liu Chang."
Jiang Tian shifted slightly aside, and Liu Chang, standing behind him, cupped her hands in greeting.
"Your senior sister is the vice class monitor of the High-Aspiration Class. In our class, none of the class officers are appointed; they are elected by the students."
"Only students strong enough and respected enough can stand out from the crowd."
"Your senior sister is a pretty girl, but she wasn't elected from among a group of geniuses because of the Liu Family's influence. She earned it through her own formidable strength."
Yang Sheng also cupped his hands toward Liu Chang.
"Senior Sister Liu Chang."
Jiang Tian continued, "Starting tomorrow, report to the High-Aspiration Class."
Yang Sheng nodded, then said, "But Teacher, my student status is still registered under my previous class. As for transferring classes..."
Although the school had already sent Father Yang a notice of expulsion, two days had passed, and the official expulsion document had yet to arrive.
So he still counted as a student of Bay City Martial Arts High School.
Jiang Tian said, "That's a small matter. Have Liu Chang take you back and retrieve your student records."
After they finished speaking, Yang Sheng walked over to the owner of Skysea Boxing Gym.
With an apologetic expression, he said, "Boss, I have to return to school now, so I'm afraid I can't come here to box every day anymore. I've caused you trouble these past two days."
To his surprise, the owner of Skysea waved a hand. "What are you talking about? You only need to find time to come box every day from now on. The salary and medicinal meals we agreed on before will remain unchanged!"
Yang Sheng asked, "Is that really okay?"
The owner of Skysea said, "I'm the boss. What I say goes."
Was this a joke? Jiang Tian, the legendary homeroom teacher of Bay City Martial Arts High School, had publicly accepted a disciple at Skysea Boxing Gym, with so many people watching.
It would definitely become major news in Bay City tomorrow.
In the future, people would surely come to the gym to see what kind of person had earned Jiang Tian's favor.
Not only would he not fire Yang Sheng now,
he would instead do everything he could to keep him. As long as Yang Sheng was there, the gym would thrive.
Yang Sheng was Skysea Boxing Gym's brightest signboard.
"Not only will nothing change, I'll have the kitchen prepare more medicinal meals. Whenever you come to box, you can pack up as much as you want. Your daily base pay of fifty will stay the same, and you'll get a commission on new members. The more people come, the more money you earn."
Yang Sheng smiled.
"Thank you, Boss."
Liu Chang reminded Yang Sheng from the side, "It's almost five. If we don't leave now, the school archives office will be closing."
After saying goodbye to the owner of Skysea, the two hailed a taxi and hurried back to school.
Just like the day he had left the school, a light rain was falling from the sky.
But Yang Sheng's mood was completely different from before.
He took a deep breath, planted his foot firmly on the ground, and stepped through the gates of Bay City Martial Arts High School.
When the security guard at the entrance saw Liu Chang, he hurriedly stood and saluted her, which Yang Sheng found rather strange.
Back when he returned to school late, he had to flatter and plead with these guards before they would let him in.
Now, following Liu Chang, not only did the guards take the initiative to open the gate, they treated them with such respect.
Liu Chang noticed Yang Sheng's confusion.
"There's a reason Teacher Jiang asked me to bring you to handle the class transfer. My father is one of the school's directors, so with my status, the procedures will be much simpler."
"I see. Teacher Jiang looks big and imposing, but he is meticulous and thinks everything through."
The two arrived at the archives office. Before they could enter, they saw an administrative teacher scolding a student who was processing paperwork.
"I told you already: without a signature, we can't stamp it. Look at the time—we're about to get off work. Come back tomorrow to handle it."
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