High Martial Arts: Liver Becomes the Master of the Universe

Chapter 4 Two Choices
"You have two options. Think it over. Once you've made up your mind, go to the front desk to complete the formalities."

After saying that, he stopped and turned to walk towards the alloy door deep inside the martial arts school.

"Li Weiguo, take them to complete the formalities."

His voice came from afar, and he had already disappeared behind the door, giving the three of them no time to discuss or hesitate face to face.

The three stood there, looking at each other in bewilderment.

Li Weiguo walked over and said to them, "That's just how Master Sun is. He's giving you the opportunity; how you choose is up to you. Go and think about it. I'll wait for you at the front desk."

After saying this, Li Weiguo hurriedly left, leaving the three of them to consider.

Qin Feng walked to the stairwell and turned on his wrist terminal.

In his terminal, there was only 10,000 yuan transferred from his uncle.

If we choose the headmaster's personal guidance, then we won't know where to pay for the regular class for the next month. Besides, he's a patient, so what if we pay the money but there's no result?
But if he only enrolled in the regular class, he felt he would be letting down his uncle's good intentions and expectations.

After thinking it over, Qin Feng decided to call his uncle.

"Xiaofeng, how is it?"

"Uncle, I've arrived at the martial arts school. There are two ways to register here..."

Qin Feng quickly explained the situation.

"...Master Sun's personal instruction costs 10,000 yuan, and he only teaches once."

After listening, Wang Ming said decisively, "Don't hesitate."

"We'll choose the 10,000 option, and we'll also take the regular classes together."

"Your uncle didn't know before and thought that 10,000 yuan was for some kind of martial arts class. If he had known earlier that 10,000 yuan was for a one-time personalized instruction, he would have taken you to see a doctor long ago."

"Xiaofeng, remember this. Money can be earned back, but some opportunities, once missed, are gone forever. A good mentor can save you ten years of detours. A strong person who has participated in the Starry Sky Cup and spent decades in the Merchant Wanderer Group has experience and insight that are invaluable. One word from him might be more useful than a year of hard training, and he might even be able to diagnose your old problems."

"As for the money, you don't need to worry."

His uncle's words were like a heavy hammer, decisively ending Qin Feng's last wavering.

"I understand, Uncle."

"Go. Stand tall and don't let anyone look down on you."

Communication hang up.
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A short while later, the three of them followed Li Weiguo to the front desk.

"Have you thought it through?" Li Weiguo asked.

Liu Xiaoli kept his head down, his fingers swiping across the wrist-worn device, seemingly calculating his savings.

His expression changed several times, and finally, he raised his head, his voice somewhat soft.

"Teacher Li, I...I choose the regular class which costs 3,000 yuan a month."

Li Weiguo nodded, indicating his understanding: "Taking it easy is also an option. Go fill out the forms over there."

Liu Xiaoli felt as if he had been granted a pardon and quickly walked to the front of the stage.

Li Weiguo's gaze turned to Zhou Heyuan.

Without the slightest hesitation, Zhou Heyuan stepped forward, his tone filled with confidence.

"Teacher Li, I'd like to choose Master Sun's 10,000 yuan instruction course, and also enroll in a one-month regular class."

This choice is undoubtedly the best.

Students will receive personal guidance from the instructor to clarify their direction, and will also build a solid foundation through systematic training in regular classes.

But 13,000 Imperial Coins is a huge sum of money for an ordinary family.

A hint of approval appeared on Li Weiguo's face.

“Very good. Your father will be happy with your decision.”

Finally, their gaze fell on Qin Feng.

"Qin Feng, what about you?"

Li Weiguo looked at Qin Feng and said, "Actually, I suggest you choose the regular teaching class with a tuition of 3,000 yuan, so as not to put too much burden on your family."

His tone was sincere, a well-intentioned reminder. "No, I choose the 10,000-dollar master's guidance, as well as the regular classes."

Qin Feng said in a deep voice.

Li Weiguo looked at him, his expression unchanged, and simply adjusted his glasses before asking, "Have you thought it through?"

"Think it through."

Qin Feng answered.

Li Weiguo nodded: "Okay. Now that you've made your choice, don't regret it. Go and complete the formalities."

Zhou Heyuan easily paid 13,000 Imperial Coins.

When it was Qin Feng's turn, he first paid the 10,000 yuan that his uncle had transferred to him.

Then, looking at the few hundred yuan left in his terminal, he said to the receptionist, "I'll come back this afternoon to pay the remaining three thousand, is that alright?"

"OK."

Li Weiguo nodded.

After completing the formalities, the two received their student cards.

Li Weiguo said to them, "Those who have completed the formalities, come with me. Master Sun is waiting for you inside."

He led Qin Feng and Zhou Heyuan toward the heavy alloy door deep inside the martial arts hall.

The alloy door slowly closed behind Qin Feng and Zhou Heyuan, completely shutting out the noise from the training ground outside.

Inside the door was a quiet corridor with dark gray sound-absorbing walls and a soft carpet on the floor that made no sound when stepped on. On both sides of the corridor were tightly closed alloy doors, with the words "Gravity Chamber No. 1" and "Meditation Chamber No. 3" marked on them in simple lettering.

This is the core area of ​​the Extreme Martial Arts Academy, open only to senior students and the academy owner.

Li Weiguo stopped and pointed to a door at the end of the corridor.

"Master Sun is waiting for you inside. Zhou Heyuan, you go in first."

“Okay, Teacher Li.” Zhou Heyuan straightened his collar, took a deep breath, and stepped forward.

Li Weiguo then looked at Qin Feng.

"You wait here."

After saying that, he turned and left without saying another word.

Qin Feng stood alone in the empty corridor. He found a spot against the wall, stood quietly, and regulated his breathing.

Time passed by minute by minute.

The corridor was so quiet that only his own heartbeat could be heard. He didn't know what was happening inside the door, but after Zhou Heyuan went in, there was no sound coming from inside.

ten minutes.

twenty minutes.

half an hour.

Finally, the alloy door at the end of the corridor slid open silently with a soft "beep".

Zhou Heyuan came out from inside.

His face was filled with barely suppressed excitement and agitation, his eyes shining brightly as if he had seen the door to a new world. He clenched his fists tightly, the muscles in his arms trembling slightly from the effort. Even the way he walked seemed to have gained a greater sense of composure and strength than before.

He saw Qin Feng waiting in the corridor, walked over quickly, and patted Qin Feng on the shoulder heavily.

"Qin Feng, it's worth it! Absolutely worth it! This ten thousand yuan is more worthwhile than if I bought a private flying shuttle!"

His voice was low, but his excitement was palpable.

“Master Sun… he’s practically a god!” Zhou Heyuan said, seemingly wanting to share more, but then remembered something and swallowed his words back, only looking at Qin Feng with a “you’ll know when you go in” look.

"It's your turn. Go on."

After he finished speaking, he walked out down the corridor without looking back, his steps light and quick, with an eagerness to verify something.

(End of this chapter)