Full-Time Martial Saint

The ring battles proceeded very quickly.

Both sides understand that in this competition format, if someone on their side falls, the next person must immediately step in. Giving the opponent even a second to catch their breath can turn the tide of the game.

In just one morning, all eight classes in the four-way arena had determined their winners and losers. As Chen Cong had predicted, Class 6 of the senior year, who specializes in the Kongming Fist, narrowly defeated Class 10 by one point and advanced to the winners' group.

As soon as the competition ended, Chen Cong hurriedly handed Ning Yuhang a list of several opponents from Class 10 of the senior year who needed to be watched, and then turned around and chased after him outside the martial arts hall.

"Teacher Zhang."

Zhang Kui was walking side by side with another martial arts instructor when he heard the shout. He turned around and saw that it was Chen Cong. He waved to his colleague and stayed behind alone.

Chen jogged up to him and bowed respectfully.

Zhang Kui glanced at him, somewhat puzzled: "What's wrong? Didn't you guys get together and think about the opponents you're going to face next?"

Chen didn't say anything, but simply handed over the invitation letter from Qingshan Martial Arts Academy.

Upon seeing the familiar badge on the cover, Zhang Kui was visibly stunned. He took the invitation and examined it twice, his brows furrowing more and more deeply.

"When did you receive it?"

"Just now, not long after the competition started, a person claiming to be an assistant deacon of the Qingshan Martial Arts Academy delivered it." Chen Cong gave his answer, while also realizing that this was probably not Zhang Kui's doing.

Zhang Kui remained silent for a moment, then handed the invitation back and spoke:

"Qingshan Martial Academy and Wuji Hall have special recruitment quotas in their branches in various prefecture-level cities of Daxia, which can recruit some martial arts students with excellent aptitude in advance." After a pause, Zhang Kui slowly said, "This invitation letter should be an olive branch extended to you by the Xiangcheng City Martial Academy branch."

Chen Cong nodded; he also knew something about the special recruitment quota.

What's puzzling is that he has never been in contact with Qingshan Martial Arts Academy. Among the people he knows, apart from Zhang Kui, it seems that no one else can talk to Qingshan Martial Arts Academy. Why would they notice him and send him an invitation for a special admission spot right away?

"Now that things have come to this, let me explain the special recruitment process to you in detail." Zhang Kui paused, then turned and glanced at the rest area not far away: "Let's sit down over there and talk."

The two went to the rest area together, found an empty spot to sit down, and Zhang Kui continued:

"As a third-tier martial artist of Qingshan Martial Academy, I do have the qualifications to recommend you for special admission. Your martial arts comprehension is the best I have seen in the past ten years."

"But the Martial Academy is not a one-man show. There are strict regulations on the recruitment, specific training plan and treatment of each special recruit. After the quota is submitted, it usually needs to be evaluated and discussed by the senior management of the city branch based on your current potential, and then reported to the higher-ups. Finally, the decision is made by the people above."

"I don't think it's the right time for you to get into those people's sights yet."

Zhang Kui immediately explained why he hadn't recommended Chen Cong to Qingshan Martial Arts Academy.

Chen Cong nodded, indicating his understanding.

As a powerful martial arts force spanning various countries on Earth, Qingshan Martial Academy must have a complete and rigorous set of rules and regulations for the selection and training of its members. Zhang Kui believed that his current talent was indeed not enough.

"The treatment of specially recruited members at Qingshan Martial Academy and Wuji Hall is roughly the same, which can be divided into temporary contracts and third-class formal contracts," Zhang Kui continued. "I don't know why the city branch suddenly extended an invitation to you, but there's something I need to tell you."

"If the Xiangcheng branch only offers you a temporary contract or a third-tier formal contract, you'd better think carefully about whether you want to wait; but if they offer you a second-tier contract, you can consider signing it now."

Upon hearing this, Chen Cong asked, somewhat puzzled, "What are the specifics of these two contracts...?"

"The contract terms are confidential, so I can't tell you. Besides, the Martial Academy customizes the contracts for each specially recruited member, so you'll have to make your own judgment when the time comes."

Chen Cong nodded again, roughly understanding that he would probably only know the answer when he returned to the Qingshan Martial Arts Academy branch.

The two didn't chat for long. When Chen returned to the rest area inside the martial arts hall, Ning Yuhang and the others were gathered together discussing the opponents that Class 2 might encounter.

"Chen Cong has arrived."

Seeing him walk slowly towards them, Huang Changhu quickly spoke, and everyone's eyes turned to him.

"So, what did you analyze?" Chen Cong said, already standing in front of him, glancing at the few sheets of paper on the table.

Ning Yuhang picked up the conversation: "Lei Xiao and I think that of the four classes in the loser's bracket, Class 10 is the most likely to be our class's opponent, while Lin Xiao and the others think it's Class 4."

Class 4?

Chen Cong asked with some surprise, "Class 4 has also made it to the loser's bracket?"

Previously, he had been preoccupied with the invitation letter from Qingshan Martial Arts Academy, and went to chase after Zhang Kui as soon as the competition ended. Apart from Class 10 of Group C, he did not notice which classes from the other three groups had entered the loser's group.

Ning Yuhang nodded and said, "Although Class 8 doesn't have any outstanding experts, its overall strength has always been very strong."

No sooner had he finished speaking than Huang Changhu suddenly said, "Chen Cong, I have combat videos of the 4th and 8th platoons here. You personally supervised the 10th platoon, so you should remember them."

"Can you analyze the video footage and the strength of Class 10 to determine which of the two classes will be able to advance from the loser's bracket?"

Upon hearing this, the eyes of everyone around lit up instantly. Lei Xiao grinned widely and patted Huang Changhu on the shoulder, saying, "Not bad, Lao Huang, when did you become so smart?"

Huang Changhu chuckled and scratched his head: "I was afraid I wouldn't remember it, and I was also afraid my analysis was wrong, so I recorded it."

As he spoke, he activated the bracelet, and a holographic video appeared in front of everyone.

That was a scene of Class 4 fighting against Class 8. In the scene, a familiar figure was relentlessly suppressing his opponent with his legs, which were as sharp as steel whips.

Luo Yunfeng.

Chen Cong's gaze involuntarily sharpened.

When Luo Yunfeng enters battle mode, he is completely different from his considerate, gentle, and thoughtful roommate in the dormitory.

His Twelve-Road Spring Kick seemed to have already reached the threshold of minor mastery, and there were faint signs that he was about to break through to true minor mastery. When his legs kicked out in succession, a low, rumbling sound could be faintly heard in the air, which was a sign that speed and power would only appear when they reached a certain level.

Like Class 10, Class 4 also trained the Twelve-Road Spring Leg technique.

The Twelve-Road Spring Leg technique focuses on close-range, fast-paced attacks, incorporating chopping, striking, and flicking movements to create a coordinated offense and defense across the upper and lower body. Its core principle, "Hands are like two doors, but the legs are the only way to strike," encapsulates its fighting philosophy. There's also a saying: "The Twelve-Road Spring Leg technique has four hands; even ghosts and humans tremble in fear."

After watching the video quickly, Chen Cong couldn't help but feel sorry for Class 4.

As Ning Yuhang just said, Class 8's overall strength is too strong. Among the twenty people who appeared, more than ten of them have martial arts skills that are similar to Huang Changhu's. Under such circumstances, no matter how strong Luo Yunfeng is, he cannot withstand the opponent's relentless attacks.

After Luo Yunfeng's defeat, the rest of Class 4 couldn't withstand the opponent's offensive and ultimately suffered a crushing defeat.

"Chen Cong, how's it going?" Ning Yuhang asked impatiently.

After thinking for a while, Chen Cong said, "I don't think Class 4 can beat Class 10."

"Luo Yunfeng is very strong, but the gap between him and the others in Class 4 is too large. Both classes practice the same martial art and are very familiar with its moves. Under these circumstances, Luo Yunfeng's personal advantage will be further weakened... Class 4 might lose to Class 10 even faster than they would to Class 8."

"But..." After listening to Chen Cong's analysis, Lin Xiao wanted to say something, but Lei Xiao and the others spoke up one after another, expressing their agreement with Chen Cong's point of view.

Noticing the slight dissatisfaction on Lin Xiao's face, Chen Cong smiled and said, "It's alright. Let's look at it from another angle. Anyway, whether it's Class 4 or Class 10, everyone agrees that we're going to face off against the Twelfth Style Spring Kick, right?"

Everyone paused for a moment, then nodded in agreement.

Chen Cong thought for a moment and continued, "There's still some time before the afternoon's competition, so everyone should go eat now."

"After dinner, I will give some practical advice on the Twelve-Road Spring Kick. If you are interested, we can find a place to discuss it."

Upon hearing this, everyone's eyes lit up.

In particular, Ning Yuhang and his group have witnessed Chen Cong's extraordinary martial arts comprehension in the past few days. They feel that with his analysis and guidance, winning against either Class 10 or Class 4 should not be difficult.