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Next came the third-grade martial artist qualification certification, a process that was entirely predictable.

As long as you can withstand ten moves from Wang Ye, you will pass the test.

Jiang Feng and Song Haoze both passed the test successfully.

Immediately afterwards, a golden badge engraved with three sword-shaped marks was handed to the two of them.

"Congratulations, you two."

Wang Ye looked at the two of them, his eyes filled with fervor.

"From now on, you will be officially certified third-rank martial artists."

"In addition, starting today, you will each receive a monthly allowance of 50,000 yuan!"

"Fifty thousand yuan?"

Jiang Feng held the golden badge in his hand, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up slightly.

With the 30 yuan from Director Lei last night, and the 30 yuan in cash that Wang Ye just gave him, his savings have soared to 65 yuan!

This was an absolute fortune for him, who had previously been unable to afford even qi and blood potions!

However, Song Haoze, standing to the side, simply stuffed the badge into his pocket with an indifferent expression.

In his eyes, this 50,000 yuan allowance was not even enough for a day's pocket money.

The only person he truly cared about was Jiang Feng!

"River Breeze".

"Add me as a friend."

Song Haoze took out his phone and looked at Jiang Feng.

Among the younger generation in Linchuan City, Jiang Feng is the only person he is willing to draw his sword against!

"Can."

Jiang Feng remained calm and collected, then promptly took out his phone and scanned the QR code.

After adding Jiang Feng as a friend, Song Haoze put his phone away and gave him a deep look.

As he turned to walk towards the elevator, he slightly tilted his head, his striking red short hair particularly eye-catching, and casually left behind a sentence:

"The joint entrance examination for the three cities will begin next month."

"I hope you'll perform even better then than you did today!"

After saying that, he arrogantly entered the elevator and left.

"Is it a joint exam for the three cities?"

Jiang Feng stood still, his eyes slightly narrowed.

As far as I can remember, this was a very prestigious league match before the martial arts college entrance examination!

It consists of three large cities with populations exceeding ten million: Linchuan, Wujiang, and Rongcheng.

From hundreds of martial arts high schools in the three cities, the top elite martial arts students are selected to fight against each other!

If you can break into the top 100 in the joint entrance exam, you might even get a direct admission letter to the top Wuhan University!

However, due to its scarce resources, Linchuan City has often been relegated to the bottom of the rankings in previous joint examinations.

As for Linchuan No. 3 Middle School?

They didn't even have a spot to participate.

In previous years, the limelight was completely dominated by the strong Rongcheng No. 7 Middle School and Huazhong University Affiliated Middle School in Wujiang City.

"However, Linchuan City has produced quite a few outstanding talents this year, so it shouldn't be as embarrassing as in previous years."

Jiang Feng felt a surge of excitement at the thought that he might also be able to participate in that league match.

"Brother Jiang Feng!"

Before Jiang Feng could think further, a lively figure, carrying the scent of oranges, rushed towards him.

"Brother Jiang Feng!"

"You're amazing! You sent that guy flying with just one punch!"

Su Qianqian grabbed Jiang Feng's arm.

Even the martial arts uniform was stretched so tight by the imposing silhouette on his chest that it almost burst open.

Jiang Feng's face immediately showed several black lines.

This girl!

They really don't shy away from it at all.

Su Qianqian's peach blossom eyes crinkled into crescent moons with laughter, her face flushed with excitement: "Let's go! I'll treat you to a feast of exotic beasts!"

"I made 60,000 yuan today!"

Feeling the touch on his arm, Jiang Feng subtly withdrew his hand and asked, somewhat puzzled, "Sixty thousand? Where did you get so much money?"

"Hehe, this is all thanks to Brother Jiang Feng beating that Wang Teng!"

Su Qianqian proudly raised her head: "They bet on who would win or lose at the opening, and I bet all my savings on you winning! The odds were 1 to 3, and it tripled!"

Jiang Feng suddenly realized something.

No wonder the group of martial artists below the stage looked at him with such hatred when he stepped off the stage that they wanted to devour him on the spot.

Jiang Feng was somewhat amused and exasperated. He then turned to his younger sister standing to the side and asked, "Wei Lan, you didn't join this girl in her antics, did you?"

Shen Weilan felt a little embarrassed under her brother's gaze, and her ears instantly turned red: "Yes, I bet all 36,000 yuan in my card."

"Holy crap!"

"That means you made a hundred thousand?!"

Jiang Feng suddenly felt somewhat annoyed.

I should have placed a bet too!

Seeing his heartbroken expression made Shen Weilan and Su Qianqian, who were standing next to him, burst into laughter.

"Brother! How can you suppress yourself like that?"

"The bookmakers won't agree to that either."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Feng nodded.

That's true. If you can suppress yourself, wouldn't that mean you can openly fix matches?

At this moment, Xiao Xingye held his phone, looking at the extra 600,000 yuan in his account, and laughed like a fool: "Hahaha! I knew Brother Feng would win! This time I made 600,000 yuan straight away!"

"Alright, stop showing off."

Xiao Wanning said somewhat speechlessly, glancing at Jiang Feng with a complicated look in her eyes.

Next.

The assessment for third-rank martial artists has concluded.

When it was time for the second-rank martial artists to be assessed on their combat abilities, both Mo Nianchu and Tie Qingshan passed the test smoothly.

"Hey handsome, wanna add me on WeChat?"

Mo Nianchu approached Jiang Feng and asked in a seductive tone.

"You've already added Song Haoze, so adding me won't hurt, right?"

Mo Nianchu stared intently into Jiang Feng's eyes.

This boy was indeed a complete surprise to her.

I originally thought he was just a useless guy among the three.

Unexpectedly, he killed Wang Teng with a single punch.

This gave her other ideas.

Before Jiang Feng could refuse, she continued, "Jiang Feng, I know your family background is very ordinary, but being able to cultivate to the third rank is enough to show your martial arts talent."

"However, the third rank is only the Foundation Establishment stage. Further cultivation is more difficult and requires more cultivation resources."

"For example, a single Transformation Pill, needed by a third-grade martial artist, costs 300,000! Can your family afford such a huge expense?"

"If you are willing to accept the Mo family's investment and become a contracted martial artist of the Mo family, the Myriad Medicine Workshop under the Mo family can provide you with cultivation resources."

"At least four Transformation Pills per month!"

"how?!"

Mo Nianchu's face was full of pride.

Upon hearing this, the eyes of the surrounding third-rank martial artists lit up.

Four doses of the Fu-Transforming Pill in a month?!

That would be equivalent to 120 million!

They also wanted funding, but both martial arts families and conglomerates had very high requirements for funding martial artists!

They will never get this opportunity.

At this moment, the people looked at Jiang Feng with envy.

Oh shit!

That kid's really lucky!

That girl was actually the young lady from Miaoyifang!

He actually managed to win her favor!

"No!"

At this moment, Xiao Wan Ning stepped forward, her face flushed, and said angrily, "If Jiang Feng wants to sign, our Xiao family can sign with him too!"

However, her tone was somewhat weak.

It was only because my father and Jiang Feng had a falling out a few days ago.

"hehe!"

Mo Nianchu sneered, "Xiao Wanning? Don't try to flatter yourself!"

"Your Huichuntang is in dire straits right now, where would you find the extra money to train martial artists!"

"Furthermore, I received information that Jiang Feng killed a second-tier alien beast in the city center a few days ago and saved your brother."

"And the result?"

"Xiao Tianhe tried to fob off Jiang Feng with a mere 100,000 yuan, even mocking him as a toad who wasn't good enough for him!"

"Your father would agree to sign Jiang Feng?!"