The next day, the Zhao City Martial Academy Tournament continued, but Qin Sheng did not go watch again.
Yesterday's battle had shocked Zhao City. Countless people had become curious about Qin Sheng. If he showed up again today, then probably no one would pay attention to the matches between the various martial academy students.
That would cause those who should have been chosen by sects and aristocratic families to miss a good opportunity, affecting the children's futures. That would be rather unpleasant.
The current situation was perfect. Qin Sheng had brought attention to the Martial Academy Tournament, and the number of spectators would surely reach a new high. The students from every academy had also gained more opportunities without realizing it.
Young Master Qin was simply too kind-hearted.
"Young Master Zhang, this way."
Qin Sheng and Jiang Zhiwei sat in the rear courtyard as Zhou Qingyun, Qin Sheng's father's disciple, led Zhang Wennan over.
Zhou Qingyun had been stuck at the Acupoint Opening threshold for three years. With the Metamorphic Bone-Transforming Art Qin Sheng had left behind and the aid of medicinal pills, he had finally succeeded in opening his Eye Aperture over the past month or so.
In the secular martial world, an Aperture-Opening Stage martial artist could barely hold their own. He could help Qin Sheng's father shoulder more of the martial academy's mundane affairs.
Qin Sheng felt that once Senior Brother Zhou gained more experience and raised his cultivation by a few minor realms, he would be an excellent candidate to establish a Scarlet Edge branch academy and spread the Scarlet Edge spirit.
Where crimson light shone, fire would burn without end.
"Brother Zhang, have a seat."
After exchanging greetings, Qin Sheng smiled and asked, "May I ask why Brother Zhang has come to see me?"
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