When a person is in a high-ranking position, their words carry the law.

Chapter 70 You Are Not Pure
The number of matches on the second day was half that of the first day, and by noon, this round of matches was basically over.

Next up is the round of 16, and the tournament will once again start with the smallest numbers.

However, the development of the round of 16 was somewhat unexpected. The players who faced Jiang Xun, Xi Yuheng, and Bai Ze all conceded defeat, which dampened the audience's enthusiasm.

But for the contestants, the audience's interest is not important; what matters is performing well.

This Youth Cup has 24 students from Wuhan University watching. If you perform well, you can be admitted without taking the exam or even through special admission. Of course, you have to try your best to maintain a good state.

If you lose in the round of 16, you won't make it to the quarterfinals, but the eight players who lost still have to play a match to determine who is better and fill in the rankings.

Sixteenth place might be hard to say, but if it's ninth or tenth place, doesn't that give you the feeling of being on the same level as the top eight?

Moreover, even if you rank below tenth, you might still be noticed if you perform well.

Of course, admitting defeat without a fight does affect one's impression score, but the problem is that even if one goes up, one is easily kicked off the stage, or even seriously injured like Qu Mingfeng, which would make one even less likely to gain any impression score.

As a result, the round of 16 matches seem rather dull.

After finishing his match, Jiang Xun left the martial arts hall and planned to return to the student accommodations to rest, and also look for some fortune charts online.

“Jiang Xun, classmate.”

Just as Jiang Xun stepped out of the martial arts hall, a voice called out to him.

He turned around and saw Qu Mingfeng, who had lost to Bai Ze earlier, sitting in a wheelchair being pushed over by a middle-aged man.

"Jiang Xun, do you have time to talk?" Qu Mingfeng asked with a smile.

"Let's talk here. I need to get back early to prepare for tomorrow's competition," Jiang Xun said calmly.

Faced with Jiang Xun's indifferent attitude, Qu Mingfeng's smile froze a bit, but he still managed to suppress his emotions and said, "I also watched Jiang Xun's previous match. It's a real pity, because he exposed his trump card against such an opponent. So I plan to help Jiang Xun out."

The middle-aged man behind him took out a long scroll, which looked like a rolled-up painting.

"This is a copy of the Yellow Dragon painting made by a Seven-Star Martial Artist. It should help Jiang Xun make further progress and achieve a breakthrough in the dragon form."

Qu Mingfeng took the scroll and said, "In addition, if Jiang Xun is willing to accept the special admission of Yanjing Martial Arts University, he can come back to Yanjing Martial Arts University with us after the competition to see the real Yellow Dragon Painting."

"The Yellow Dragon Painting that the Dragon King drew after seeing the real dragon in the Mountain and Sea Realm..." Jiang Xun was moved, seemingly quite interested, but then said, "But I remember that viewers need to make contributions to obtain the corresponding permissions, right? How can a freshman who hasn't even enrolled yet be able to view it?"

Unenrolled freshmen haven't even obtained the most basic privileges of Yanjing Martial Arts University; they can't even exchange for unique martial arts techniques, let alone view the Yellow Dragon Map.

"In principle, of course it's not allowed," said Uncle Li, the middle-aged man, with a slight smile.

The implication is, of course, that exceptions are possible.

For example, Jiang Xun made great contributions even before he enrolled in school, or he obtained a certain training quota.

As long as Jiang Xun agrees, there are always more solutions than problems.

"So, what is the price?" Jiang Xun asked, lowering his eyes.

"It's nothing, I just wanted to make up for Jiang Xun's loss and let you have a fair fight with the other contestants," Qu Mingfeng said with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Xun did not answer immediately, but his lowered eyes met those of Qu Mingfeng, who was sitting in a wheelchair.

After a while, Jiang Xun suddenly smiled and said, "If we really want to talk about fairness, why don't you help Bai Ze get into the second star level, so that I can have a good fight with him?"

Qu Mingfeng's smile vanished instantly, and his face darkened.

"Is Jiang Xun going to refuse my offer?" he said in a low voice. "Yes, I refuse."

Jiang Xun answered without hesitation, "The Yellow Dragon Map is indeed attractive, but I don't like you at all. Bai Ze said you have no talent. Whether you have talent or not, I don't know, but I feel that you don't have the mindset that a genius martial artist should have."

"You clearly have both talent and resources, yet you still act so petty and despicable. As a martial artist, you are not pure enough."

At this point, Jiang Xun shook his head with regret, then walked straight past.

He didn't look at the copied Yellow Dragon painting again and left without a second glance.

Qu Mingfeng gripped the scroll tightly, the veins on the back of his hands bulging.

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Bai Ze, who was still inside the martial arts hall, suddenly received a message.

He looked down and saw that it was a number he had just added recently.

Because they had previously received resources from an anonymous Ms. Luo, Bai Ze, Xi Yuheng, and Jiang Xun all added her number.

There shouldn't be anything going on right now, right? Even the suspect who posted the resources has been found, so why is Jiang Xun suddenly sending a message?

Could it be that they're sharing beautiful pictures of Fu Rui?

With this in mind, Bai Ze opened the message.

'Qu Mingfeng actually approached Jiang Xun...' Bai Ze looked at the contents of the message with considerable surprise.

The message was about Jiang Xun's previous encounter with Qu Mingfeng.

After reading the general description, Bai Ze thought for a moment and replied: 【This is great news! Comrade Jiang Xun can totally accept the sugar coating and throw the cannonball back.】

Jiang Xun replied: [I'm too lazy to deal with him; he's not Fu Rui.]

Bai Ze: [Then I should feel honored. Would Comrade Jiang Xun be willing to associate with me?]

Jiang Xun: [You're not Fu Rui, and I can't be bothered with you, but you're at least better than Qu Mingfeng.]

Every word he wrote was filled with good fortune; Jiang Xun was truly a pure and simple man.

'Perhaps he's an idealist too?' Bai Ze chuckled to himself.

While it may be somewhat inappropriate to call Fu Rui's obsession an ideal, at its core, Jiang Xun and idealists share similar convictions.

So, what is my ideal?

Bai Ze felt that he should also have an ideal.

His initial goal was simply to survive in this world, and to keep surviving. He wouldn't let anyone who tried to stop him live.

But now that I think about it, just being alive seems too empty.

A new life should have a new journey. It could be like what you imagined before, seeing more different things, seeing the whole world and even other worlds, or it could be climbing step by step to the top, or it could be turning the whole world upside down by your own strength.

Having ideals means having goals, and you won't be swept along by the tides of life.

With this in mind, Bai Ze finished the second day of the competition.

He advanced to the quarterfinals after his opponent conceded defeat.

(End of this chapter)