Full-Time Martial Saint

The peaceful days continued until Friday. During these days, Chen Cong did the same as usual: attending classes during the day, instructing a few people in boxing techniques in the evening, and going to the virtual world at night to try to improve his rank. However, when he returned to the dormitory, there was one less person to talk to.

On Friday evening, after the last physical training session, Chen Cong told Ning Yuhang and the others in advance that he was postponing his private coaching session to the next morning, because he had an appointment that evening.

Xu Baiwei had previously delivered an invitation to the Martial Peak Hall, and this matter had been delayed for several days, but we still had to go and see it.

Zhang Kui once said that it was best not to offend either the Martial Peak Hall or the Green Mountain Martial Academy. Chen Cong thought the same way. Unless absolutely necessary, he still had to leave himself a way out.

He returned to his dormitory alone, intending to take a shower and change his clothes before going to the Xiangcheng branch of the Wuji Hall.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I pushed open the dormitory door, I saw a familiar figure.

"Brother Luo!?"

Inside the dormitory, Luo Yunfeng sat quietly in his seat, with his packed luggage beside him.

Seeing Chen Cong return, Luo Yunfeng smiled and handed him a bottle of special drink: "You're back quite early today. I thought I'd have to wait until seven or eight o'clock."

Chen took the drink, glanced at the luggage beside him, and asked with some confusion, "Brother Luo, why...why did you drop out of school?"

Luo Yunfeng turned around and pulled Chen Cong's chair to sit opposite him: "Sit down and let's talk."

After the two sat down facing each other, he slowly said, "I told you before, I only moved to Xiangcheng last year."

Chen Cong nodded; he did indeed remember that.

Luo Yunfeng unscrewed the cap on his drink, took a sip, and said, "My hometown is Jintan City in the Northern Territory. My father was a fourth-level martial artist in the Martial Peak Hall and also a special investigator at the Great Xia Fusion Research Institute."

"Five years ago, he was ordered to Xiangcheng to investigate the D-level fusion rift at the bottom of Zhonghu Lake, but he unexpectedly disappeared. The Martial Peak Hall and the Great Xia government secretly searched for several months without any results, and finally had no choice but to give up and awarded him a second-class martial arts medal."

Chen Cong was surprised to hear this. He hadn't expected that Luo Yunfeng's father was also related to the D-level fusion rift at the bottom of Zhonghu Lake.

"I'm telling you all this so that you can know why my family moved all the way to Xiangcheng. At the beginning of last year, my mother was unexpectedly diagnosed with a terminal illness. The doctor said that with conservative treatment, she would only have two more years to live."

"She and my dad were childhood sweethearts. She couldn't accept the fact that my dad had disappeared without a trace, so she insisted on coming to Xiangcheng to see him. We bought a house by Zhonghu Lake, and she spends time there every day whenever she has free time..."

Luo Yunfeng spoke calmly, but Chen Cong could hear his sadness, resentment, and restraint in his words.

"She has two months left, and her only wish is to see me get married."

"A few days ago I lied to you and said I found a personal trainer, but actually I went to meet a girl. She's the daughter of my dad's colleague, and my mom really likes her."

At this point, Luo Yunfeng revealed a faint smile.

Upon hearing this, Chen Cong was at a loss for words.

He paused for a moment, then asked slowly, "When are you leaving?"

Luo Yunfeng glanced at the bracelet on his wrist: "The train leaves at 10 p.m. I thought I'd have to wait for you until 7 or 8 p.m., and there wouldn't be time to take my mom to Zhonghu again."

After saying this, he took a deep breath, stood up, and patted Chen Cong on the shoulder heavily: "Brother, although we've only spent a few days together, we've still met once."

Chen Cong also stood up, reached out and shook his hand, smiling as he said, "Let's keep in touch."

Luo Yunfeng nodded, bent down to pick up the luggage from the ground, and said, "Take care."

Chen Congben wanted to see him off, but was refused. He could only stand silently at the dormitory entrance and watch his figure disappear around the corner of the stairs.

Back in the dormitory, Chen Cong stood quietly for a long time, staring at the empty bed and desk opposite him. In the end, he just sighed, picked up his toiletries, and went into the bathroom.

After he finished showering and changing his clothes, and put the bracelet back on, he was surprised to see an unread message from Luo Yunfeng.

Keep going, bro. Maybe we'll meet again someday.

Upon seeing the message, Chen Cong smiled slightly and quickly replied with a somewhat chuunibyou-esque remark.

[Go Luo Ge! See you at the top!]

Luo Yunfeng did not reply again. Chen Cong also composed himself and hurriedly went outside the school to hail a driverless taxi and headed towards the Wuji Hall.

The trip to the Martial Peak Hall went pretty much as Zhang Kui had predicted.

In Chen Cong's view, as a competitor of Qingshan Martial Academy, if it weren't for deliberately disgusting Qingshan Martial Academy or not wanting Qingshan Martial Academy to easily take advantage of them, Wuji Hall would probably not be willing to waste its time on them at all.

Faced with a contract even more demanding than that of the Green Mountain Martial Academy, Chen Cong read it and replied with "Needs to consider" before leaving.

At the same time, he finally figured out a problem.

Back then, the Xu family clearly had the backing of the Martial Arts Hall, so why did Xu Baiwei anonymously send her martial arts skills test video to the Green Mountain Martial Arts Academy?

Presumably, she was aware of how demanding the Martial Peak Hall's requirements were, and felt that giving Green Mountain Martial Academy a better chance was more appropriate.

The driverless taxi stopped in front of Xiangcheng No.1 Middle School. Chen Cong got out of the car, glanced at his wristband, and quickly sent a message to Karapti Hey.

But soon after, Hey sent a reply saying that she had something to do that evening and couldn't make it.

Seeing this, Chen did not reply, but went straight back to his dormitory, logged into the virtual world, and started the free matchmaking mode.

他如今的段位已经达到了新锐4星128胜点，而从4星到5星需要500胜点，至少得再打几天。

At 10 p.m., Chen Cong was about to start a new match after finishing a fight when he suddenly felt his communication bracelet on his wrist vibrate.

He quickly exited the virtual world, and only when he took off his crystal helmet did he see that it was a video call from his mother, Zhao Qian.

The call connected, and a warm living room projection appeared. Inside the living room, younger brother Chen Lin was sitting next to Zhao Qian reading a book. Upon hearing the sound of the video call connecting, he immediately greeted her, "Brother."

Chen Cong nodded and called out "Mom" to Zhao Qian.

Zhao Qian smiled at first, then put on a stern face and said, "You brat, it's been over a week since you transferred schools, and you haven't even thought of contacting us since Mom hasn't video-called you?"

Chen Cong scratched his head somewhat awkwardly and said, "I just transferred here, and I'm not familiar with everything yet. I've been too busy every day."

He does have a very busy schedule every day, but he still manages to call his parents.

The reason I haven't contacted them for so long is mainly because I'm afraid that if I call, they'll ask me if I have enough money for living expenses, whether I'm eating properly, and other such questions, which would put pressure on me.

"Mom, where's Dad?"

Chen Cong looked around but didn't see his father, Chen Changhe, and suddenly felt a little curious.

It's already past ten o'clock; my father should have been off work long ago.

"Dad just got off work and is taking a shower." Before Zhao Qian could speak, Chen Lin casually chimed in, earning Zhao Qian a roll of her eyes.

"The factory's been busy these past few days, so they've arranged for your dad to work overtime. Things will be better once this period is over," Zhao Qian explained before quickly changing the subject: "Son, do you have enough money for living expenses?"

"Mom heard that the nutritional meals at the martial arts academy cost several hundred yuan per meal, plus those physical therapies and qi-boosting medicines. The money your dad left you should be almost gone, right?"

"Tell my son that the factory just gave out bonuses, and I'll deliver them to him after get off work tomorrow night!" Zhao Qian had barely finished speaking when her father, Chen Changhe, shouted from the other side.

Chen Cong quickly waved his hand: "Mom, I still have money!"

"Tell Dad to stop working overtime every day. If he ruins his health, I..."

Seeing his guilty and worried expression, Zhao Qian smiled and said, "It's alright, just focus on your studies. Your dad will send you the money tomorrow."

Clearly, she had automatically ignored Chen's earlier comment about "still having money."

"Mom, I'm really rich!" Chen Cong quickly pulled up his account balance and sent it over: "Look, I still have tens of thousands."

Zhao Qian glanced at the picture he sent, was stunned at first, then asked in astonishment, "Chen Cong, where did you get so much money?!"

Chen quickly explained the origin of the tens of thousands of yuan and repeatedly assured that the money was all legitimate, which slightly eased Zhao Qian's worries.

"Brother, you're amazing! You can earn so much money so easily even before becoming a martial artist!" Chen Lin, who was standing to the side, was clearly very excited and kept chattering.

But before he could say more than a few words, Zhao Qian interrupted him.

"Son, Mom believes in you, but you also need to prioritize. Going to school is your top priority right now, so don't let this interfere with your studies."

Chen Cong nodded repeatedly: "Don't worry, Mom, I've arranged everything. It won't interfere with my studies."

The mother and son chatted for a while longer before Zhao Qian ended the video call.

Chen Cong glanced at the time and didn't enter the void again.

I have to teach a few classes tomorrow morning, and then I have to go to the Ning family's house for a dinner party in the evening. I should rest now.