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On the taxi.

The space felt a little cramped.

Jiang Feng sat in the middle, with Su Qianqian, who had a fiery personality and a stunning figure, on his left; and Shen Weilan, who had a cool temperament and a tall stature, on his right.

Two distinct scents of young girls lingered around my nose.

One scent was the vibrant orange fragrance emanating from Su Qianqian, while the other was the faint gardenia scent emanating from Shen Weilan.

"Three students, are you just out of school and getting ready to go to the city to play?"

The taxi driver was a middle-aged man who liked to chat. While skillfully steering the wheel, he glanced at the school uniforms worn by the three people through the rearview mirror.

"You're students from Martial Arts No. 3 Middle School, right?"

Before the three could answer, the driver started talking on his own.

"To be honest, my son is also a high school student, a senior at the First Martial Arts High School, and he'll be taking the national college entrance examination soon!"

"That kid's got some potential; he just became a first-grade martial artist a few days ago!"

"Oh dear, to support his martial arts training, this old man of mine drove every day, and it wasn't all for nothing!"

"I don't have high expectations for him; I just hope he can get into our local Linchuan Martial Arts University!"

"It's close to home, so after graduation I can go to the military or a big company, then I'll be among the elite!"

Hearing his boastful words, Jiang Feng simply smiled politely.

"By the way, I heard that Wudao No. 3 Middle School's reputation and college entrance rate haven't been very good in recent years?"

"Has anyone from your school become a first-rank martial artist this year?"

Upon hearing this, Shen Weilan's delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly.

Su Qianqian, who was naturally a fiery and straightforward person, grabbed Jiang Feng's arm, gave a soft snort, and raised her chin, saying:

"Uncle, you're really going to have to see something amazing today!"

"See this guy sitting next to me? His name is Jiang Feng!"

"He's undoubtedly the number one student in our Third Middle School!"

Do you know his martial arts level?

"Second-grade, three-star!"

"Sizzle!!!"

As soon as Su Qianqian finished speaking, the driver was so startled that he slammed on the brakes, and the tires screeched.

"Ouch!"

He frantically steadied the steering wheel, then stared at the boy with a look of utter horror, as if he'd seen a ghost.

"Second rank... second rank, three stars?!"

"Him?!"

How could a trashy martial arts school like No. 3 possibly produce a second-rank martial artist?!

Although he wasn't a martial artist and didn't know how strong a second-grade, three-star martial artist really was, a second-grade martial artist was a prodigy who could get into the top 985 martial arts university in the country!

His own son was probably not even worthy of carrying this boy's shoes!

Seeing the uncle's shocked expression, Su Qianqian proudly raised her little face.

"Hmph, we're heading to the City Martial Arts Association now to accompany Jiang Feng for his second-rank martial artist registration!"

"Once I become a second-rank martial artist, the government will give me a monthly stipend of 30,000 yuan!"

"Thirty thousand?!"

The driver's eyes widened suddenly, and he swallowed hard.

He works from dawn till dusk every day, driving a taxi until he suffers from lumbar muscle strain. He doesn't dare to stop even in windy or rainy weather. He's already grateful if he can earn six thousand dollars a month.

And this high school student can earn 30,000 yuan a month without doing anything?!

At this moment, his eyes were filled with envy and awe.

But he also knew in his heart that the status of a martial artist was inherently transcendent.

Especially those martial artists with higher cultivation levels are all pillars of the nation!

This is why he risked his life to support his son's martial arts training.

After half an hour.

The taxi stopped in front of the "Linchuan City Martial Arts Association" building.

The driver, unlike his previous casual demeanor, proactively got out of the car to open the doors for the three of them, and then saw them off with a beaming smile.

Watching Jiang Feng and the other two step into the martial arts association's gate, he then raised his sleeve and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with lingering fear.

"My goodness! An eighteen-year-old second-rank martial artist?"

"My son said that even in a school full of geniuses like No. 1 High School, a second-grade martial artist would be an absolute standout!"

"Has No. 3 Middle School become this awesome now?"

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at the same time.

Jiang Feng and his two companions entered the lobby on the first floor of the Municipal Wushu Association.

The hall is very spacious, covering an area of ​​over a thousand square meters. Entering it feels like entering the hall of a high-speed rail station.

The marble floor was very smooth, the lights were bright overhead, and there was a faint smell of disinfectant in the air.

The lobby on the first floor was packed with people, gathering more than 30% of the martial artists in Linchuan City.

As soon as he stepped into this place, Jiang Feng keenly sensed various violent fluctuations of qi and blood.

In particular, several of the subtle auras made him feel a tightness in his heart.

The first floor was divided into several different areas.

The most bustling area is undoubtedly the [Mission Bounty Hall] in the very center.

An electronic screen that occupied the entire wall was constantly updating various tasks issued by the Martial Arts Association.

Jiang Feng raised his head and glanced at the scene with great interest.

The task information on the large screen is very detailed, indicating the task level, content, rewards, and time limit:

【★Task】: Clear out the mutated red-eyed rat horde in the abandoned sewers in the south of the city. It is recommended that a first-rank martial artist accept this task.

Task time limit: 7 days.

Task Rewards: 800,000 RMB in cash and 10 Martial Arts Association points.

【★★Mission】: Escort the Tiangong Group's supply convoy through the Ironwood Forest on the outer edge of the black mist, defending against attacks from low-level alien beasts along the way. Recommended for second-rank martial artists.

Task time limit: 3 days.

Task Rewards: 800,000 RMB in cash and 300 Martial Arts Association points.

【★★★Mission】: Go to Thunder Canyon and pick the companion spirit herb Purple Lightning Spirit Fruit (Note: It is guarded by a Tier 3 Level 6 beast, the Mad Thunder Bear). It is recommended that a Tier 3 Transformation Realm martial artist form a team to accept the mission.

Task time limit: 15 days.

Task Rewards: 800,000 RMB in cash and 1000 Martial Arts Association points.

【★★★★ Mission (Urgent)】: A suspected cult-like hideout of degenerate martial artists has appeared on the outskirts of Linchuan City. Please rescue the kidnapped research personnel. Extremely high danger! Only open to Rank 4 Grandmasters!

Task time limit: 3 days.

Mission Rewards: 5,000,000 RMB in cash and 6000 Martial Arts Association points!

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