High Martial Arts: Creating a Prodigy Character from Scratch

"Don't worry, I'll be there soon."

Lu Tiankuo replied with a message.

Before long, Lu Tiankuo appeared in the martial arts classroom, even faster than Lin Bao.

"Lin Bao hasn't come over yet, has he? I'll keep an eye on him secretly, so don't worry," Lu Tiankuo said in a deep voice, quickly hiding himself, trying to lure Lin Bao into a trap.

"Yes, Principal Lu."

With this powerful figure in charge, Qin He felt much more at ease and waited patiently for Lin Bao's arrival.

A moment later, Lin Bao rushed over and brought Qin He bad news.

"I've finally found you. My friend's supply chain is having problems, and he's short on cash. He might not be able to get the goods for a while."

"How could this happen? Is there any way to fix it?" Qin He frowned slightly and asked Lin Bao directly.

"It's really troublesome. My friend is a boxing gym owner, and recently his gym was vandalized, so he can't get away from it at all. If someone could help him fight back, this matter would be much easier to handle."

Lin Bao smiled wryly, his face full of helplessness.

"By the way, Qin He, why don't you give it a try? If you win the boxing match and get rid of his troubles, you can not only get the goods, but you might also make a fortune."

Suddenly, Lin Bao had a flash of inspiration and seemed to have thought of something. He quickly said, "If I could get my friend to owe me a favor, he might be able to buy the blood-activating powder at a cheaper price in the future."

Upon hearing this, Qin He frowned slightly, seemingly hesitant, but inwardly he was frantically warning himself.

There's a trap!

There's definitely something wrong with this!

They were clearly talking about a blood-activating powder, so why did they suddenly bring up a boxing match?

Qin He can guarantee that this boxing match was absolutely a trap deliberately set by Lin Bao.

Why hasn't Lu Tiankuo made a move yet? Does he want Lu Tiankuo to go with the flow and lure out all the enemies?

"Teacher Lin, these are two different things. I'm here to buy blood-activating powder, not to practice boxing." Qin He spoke slowly, seemingly considering the pros and cons of the matter, which made Lin Bao's heart sink.

However, Qin He changed his tone the next moment, "However, if he can pay an appearance fee, I can consider appearing in the boxing match, provided that he sends all of my Blood Activating Powder."

He did not refuse outright, but instead put forward two conditions.

He wants money, and he also wants the blood-activating powder!

You must have both before you can play in a match.

"Of course, since this is a favor I'm asking you to do. I'll persuade him to give you a satisfactory price."

Lin Bao was speechless; he never expected Qin He to take advantage of the situation.

Not only did he want the blood-activating powder, he also wanted an appearance fee; he was really greedy for money.

But this is very much in line with Qin He's character. After all, he came from a poor family, so it's normal for him to want to take the opportunity to make a quick buck.

Lin Bao thought it over and found it more and more reasonable, so he nodded and said he would persuade his friend.

Anyway, as long as Qinhe takes the bait, everything will be fine.

Of course, Lin Bao did not agree directly, but only said that he would do his best.

That was settled. It wasn't until after Lin Bao left that Lu Tiankuo appeared before Qin He.

"Well done. Next, find a way to get the address of the boxing gym. Leave the rest to me," Lu Tiankuo said with a smile, patting Qin He on the shoulder.

He heard everything just now and thought Qin He's on-the-spot reaction was quite good.

He didn't show himself directly because he wanted to find out the address of Lin Bao's gang.

Based on the current situation, that boxing gym is most likely their stronghold.

Once you know the specific address, you can catch them all.

With that settled, Qin He said no more and returned to his dormitory to rest and prepare for tomorrow's monthly exam.

The next morning, Qin He got up early, ate breakfast, and went to the classroom.

The monthly exam at No. 1 Middle School is divided into two parts: a written exam and a physical exam. The written exam is held in the morning and tests knowledge of academic subjects.

Qin He was confident and quickly finished the test paper. After checking it once, he handed it in.

The afternoon assessment is the main event.

After lunch break, all the students in the class were waiting in the classroom.

"Class One students, follow me."

As class was about to start, Lin Bao came to the classroom and called out to the students, leading them to the outside of the school auditorium.

Students from other classes arrived one after another and gathered here, lining up according to their class to wait.

"The monthly exams have finally started. I'll crush you under my feet and show you what I'm capable of!"

Li Zesheng from Class Two walked over, looked at Qin He with a cold smile, and made no attempt to hide his hostility.

He considered Qin He his rival and always wanted to defeat him.

"Don't make trouble for yourself, Li Zesheng. Qin He will only be my opponent. Go back to where you came from!" Wu Ci said coldly, confronting Li Zesheng head-on.

"You clown who only grasped the rudiments of the imagery after enrolling in school, you are not qualified to be my opponent."

Li Zesheng looked at Wu Ci with disdain, not even glancing at her, which made Wu Ci's face turn ashen with anger.

"Instead of wasting time talking nonsense, you should save your energy for the exam, so you don't get slapped in the face." Qin He was speechless and too lazy to pay attention to them.

He hadn't provoked them at all, yet they all treated him as a potential enemy, which left Qin He feeling helpless.

"I hope you don't cry later." Li Zesheng said harshly, then turned and returned to Class Two's team.

Wu Ci looked at Qin He with a firm gaze and said, "Qin He, I know you are very powerful. I can't beat you in terms of boxing skills, but my performance in imagery is definitely no worse than yours."

He witnessed Qin He's boxing skills break through the beginner level and knew that he was no match for Qin He in this aspect.

However, in terms of the initial concept, he is definitely not inferior to Qin He.

Qin He remained silent, too lazy to pay attention to Wu Ci, and quietly waited for the martial arts exam to begin.

Soon, the students entered the testing area.

Inside the school auditorium, two rows of large testing equipment stood on the left and right sides respectively, with five on each side.

On the left side of the auditorium, there was a row of smaller devices that looked like virtual brain-computer interfaces, each connected to a wearable helmet.

This is a row of mental strength testing devices, which can test the intensity of mental strength and thus determine the level of mental power.

On the right side of the auditorium is a row of punching force gauges, which can measure the force of a punch by striking it.

Because the first year of high school focuses on martial arts, the strength of one's punches is the standard for judging the progress of one's training.

The power of imagery and martial arts are the two main components of the first-year high school martial arts exam.

"Students will be arranged in order of their student ID numbers, with five students in each group. Odd-numbered classes will be tested on their mental strength first, and even-numbered classes will be tested on their fist strength first. This process will be repeated in turn."

The proctor announced the exam rules.

"Class 1 of Grade 1, come here. Numbers 1-5, get ready for the test."

The proctor on the computer shouted loudly, "Let the students from Class One come over!"

Students numbered 1 through 5 quickly stepped forward, put on their brain-training helmets, and began meditating for the test under the guidance of the proctors.

Qin He watched as he queued up, familiarizing himself with the exam process.

"Candidate No. 1, Liang Shuwei, mental strength 10 points."

"Candidate No. 2, Pan Rui, scores 9 points in mental strength."

"..."

"Candidate No. 12, Wu Ci, has a mental strength score of 45."

When Wu Ci finished testing his mental strength, the proctor announced the results, which immediately caused a stir.