High Martial Arts: Become a God by Spending Money, Start by Spending All Your Compensation Funds

The three laborers stared wide-eyed, their mouths agape, and their tools clattered to the ground.

"I...I can't believe my eyes, can I?" The bald man rubbed his eyes hard, his voice trembling. "He really raised it?"

"900 kilograms... without even breaking a sweat..." the bearded man muttered, as if he had seen a ghost.

The man in gray gasped, his face filled with disbelief.

He'd been in this line of work for fifteen years and had seen the most skilled advanced apprentice martial artists, who would have to exert all their strength to lift 900 kilograms. Nobody was as effortless as Lin Yun!

"Impossible! This is absolutely impossible!"

Zhao Ritian screamed, his smile vanishing instantly, replaced by disbelief.

"He only has 2 points of Qi and Blood! How could he possibly lift 900 kilograms? That would require at least 9 points of Qi and Blood! Even if he's made some progress recently, it's impossible for him to gain 7 points of Qi and Blood in such a short time!"

He shook his head vigorously, muttering "impossible" repeatedly, unable to accept the fact.

Su Nianhe was also stunned, then her eyes lit up instantly, sparkling like they were filled with stars.

She knew it!

The boy that Su Nianhe has liked for ten years is definitely not the loser people talk about!

Lin Yun had been hiding his true abilities, waiting for an opportunity to amaze everyone!

Looking at Lin Yun's tall and straight back, Su Nianhe's heart beat faster involuntarily, and a faint blush rose on her cheeks.

"Hmph, so what if you can move it?"

Zhao Ritian quickly realized what was happening, forced himself to remain calm, and gave a sarcastic laugh, his tone full of bitterness.

"With his meager 9 points of Qi and blood, even with his top score in the humanities, he can only get into a second-tier martial arts academy at best."

"What's wrong with a second-tier university?"

Su Nianhe immediately retorted, her eyes full of disdain.

"Isn't he better than some people? The young master of the prestigious Zhao family has cultivated for so many years, and he can only manage to get into a second-tier university? He still has the nerve to criticize others."

Zhao Ritian's face instantly turned a deep purplish-red, and he was so angry that he couldn't speak.

He hates it when people talk about his grades, and Su Nianhe just happened to hit his sore spot.

"Besides, there are still six days until the martial arts exam." Su Nianhe raised her chin and said with a proud look, "What if Lin Yun breaks through to the Martial Apprentice realm in these six days? At that time, let alone a second-tier university, even the top ten prestigious martial arts academies in China will be fighting over him."

"Breaking through to Martial Apprentice level? Hahahaha!"

Zhao Ritian felt as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world.

"Nianhe, if Lin Yun can break through to the Martial Apprentice level within six days, I, Zhao Ritian, will take his surname!"

Just then, a steady footstep came from the stairs, and Lin Yun came down.

Lin Yun barely broke a sweat, and his breathing remained steady, as if he had just moved a stool.

Su Nianhe immediately ran over, circled around Lin Yun, looked him up and down, and her tone was full of excitement.

"Lin Yun, you're amazing! Are you alright? Did you bump or hurt yourself anywhere? Are you tired?"

As she spoke, she took out a tissue and carefully wiped away non-existent sweat from Lin Yun's forehead.

Seeing that cautious look made Zhao Ritian's eyes redden.

He originally wanted to embarrass Lin Yun in public, but unexpectedly, Lin Yun became the center of attention in front of Su Nianhe. Now, Su Nianhe's gaze towards Lin Yun is even more exaggerated than before!

"I won, now you should keep your promise."

It was Lin Yun's first words that snapped Zhao Ritian out of his jealousy.

"Zhao Ritian, what are you standing there for?"

Su Nianhe also turned to look at him, her tone icy.

"A bet's a bet. Quickly call Grandpa Lin Yun to apologize to these three masters, and then pay them double their wages."

Zhao Ritian gritted his teeth, his face turning pale and then red, looking extremely ugly.

He tried to cheat, but Su Nianhe was watching closely, and the three laborers were also watching him with suppressed amusement.

If he dares to deny it, once this gets out, the young master of the Zhao family will completely lose face.

"I...I understand!"

He looked at Lin Yun and squeezed out two words through gritted teeth: "Grandpa...Grandpa."

Then he quickly turned his head and reluctantly bowed to the three laborers.

"sorry."

"Speak louder! Didn't you hear me!" Su Nianhe shouted.

"sorry!"

Zhao Ritian suddenly raised his voice, his face turning as red as a pig's liver, wishing he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

The three laborers exchanged a smile, feeling incredibly relieved.

Su Nianhe looked at him and continued, "Zhao Ritian, I won't let you make this trip for nothing. I'll give you 10,000 yuan as a service fee. There are 100 units of this equipment in total, with a total transportation cost of 100,000 yuan. Double that is 200,000 yuan. You pay 90,000 yuan, and I'll pay the remaining 110,000 yuan."

She had calculated everything perfectly, ensuring that she would neither owe Zhao Ritian a favor nor let him gain any advantage.

Zhao Ritian was so angry that he was trembling all over, but he couldn't say a word.

He could only grit his teeth, take out his phone, and transfer 90,000 yuan to Su Nianhe with trembling fingers.

After transferring the money, he couldn't stay any longer.

He glared fiercely at Lin Yun and uttered a harsh threat: "Lin Yun, I'll remember this grudge!"

After saying that, he turned and ran, fleeing the training room in a disheveled state like a stray dog, not daring to look back.

Watching him flee in disarray, the three laborers burst into laughter.

"That was so satisfying!"

"Thanks to Lin Yun, otherwise we would not only have been scolded by him today, but we wouldn't have gotten paid either!"

Su Nianhe smiled and said to the three laborers, "Masters, how about this, you can take Zhao Ritian's 90,000 yuan and divide it among yourselves as compensation for your emotional distress. Now, you can choose to stay and continue moving equipment or leave."

The three laborers quickly waved their hands.

"Miss Su, 30,000 each is enough for us!"

"Yes, Miss Su, we won't stay any longer to disturb you and Mr. Lin."

They're not stupid; of course they can see that Su Nianhe wants to be alone with Lin Yun. If they stay, wouldn't they just be third wheels?

Su Nianhe readily agreed and transferred 30,000 yuan to each of them.

The man in gray walked up to Lin Yun and solemnly clasped his hands in a fist and palm salute: "Lin Yun, we are deeply grateful! If there's anything we three brothers can do for you in the future, just let us know!"

"Yes, Lin Yun, if anyone dares to bully you in the future, just tell us!"

Lin Yun smiled and said, "Thank you, gentlemen. I'll treat you to drinks sometime in the future."

The three laborers thanked Su Nianhe again and then happily left the training room.

Only Lin Yun and Su Nianhe remained in the training room.

Su Nianhe turned around and looked at Lin Yun, her eyes sparkling like a cunning little fox.

"Lin Yun, how about we move the remaining 99 pieces of equipment together?"

Looking at Su Nianhe's expectant eyes, Lin Yun hesitated, "How will the wages be calculated?"

"That's easy!" Su Nianhe said with a smile. "Let's have a competition to see who can move the most. If you move one, I'll give you 2000 yuan. How about it?"

Lin Yun understood immediately upon hearing this.

Su Nianhe wanted to use the competition as an excuse to accompany him, and paying him double wages was also to save face for him.

He felt a warmth in his heart, and a faint smile appeared on his lips: "Alright, then you'll have to spend money today."

"Don't worry, I have plenty of money!" Su Nianhe proudly raised her chin. "But don't go easy on me, I'm very capable!"

As she spoke, she walked to a 700-kilogram squat rack and lifted it up easily.

As the top prodigy of Qingcheng and a fourth-level martial arts master, these hundreds of kilograms of equipment were no different from the dumbbells she used for training.

However, in order to let Lin Yun earn more money with a clear conscience, and also to save face for him as a man, she deliberately slowed down the pace.

Lin Yun saw through her little scheme, but didn't expose it, and readily began moving the equipment.

Sunlight streamed in through the skylight, falling on the two people and outlining their tall, straight figures.

One is steady and powerful, the other is agile and lively.

The originally tedious moving work has become surprisingly heartwarming, and the hundred machines were moved in just over an hour.