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Just as everyone in the hall was recklessly mocking Jiang Feng, a mere youth who didn't know his place.

The commotion here also attracted the attention of many staff members.

On the outskirts of the crowd, a middle-aged man wearing a well-tailored black uniform and black-rimmed glasses strode over.

On his chest was a third-rank martial artist badge that shimmered with golden light!

"Xiaoli, what happened?"

"What kind of behavior is this, making such a racket?"

The man frowned and asked in a deep voice.

Although his tone was not loud, it carried the authority of a superior, instantly silencing everyone around him.

When Xiaoli saw the person who came, she was so frightened that she jumped up and hurriedly replied respectfully, "Secretary-General Wang... It's like this, these students want to buy Blood Clotting Pills, but they haven't registered their martial arts identities yet."

"This male student asked me if he could register for the exam first, and then buy the pills..."

Wang Ye is the secretary-general of the Linchuan City Wushu Association.

Although a third-rank martial artist's strength is not the top among the martial arts association's high-level officials, in terms of skill and insight, he is definitely a ruthless character.

Wang Ye's cold gaze shifted and landed on the pockmarked man beside him.

He knew perfectly well what kind of scoundrels mingled in that hall every day.

The moment the pockmarked man met Wang Ye's cold gaze, his legs went weak with fear, and his arrogance vanished instantly. He immediately shrank his neck, bowing and scraping obsequiously, saying, "Secretary-General Wang, hello!"

"snort!"

Wang Ye let out a cold snort and reprimanded him mercilessly, "Li Mazi, if you want to seduce women, go to the bar street outside!"

"Stop with your disgusting tricks at the Martial Arts Association!"

"If this happens again, I'll cancel all your future martial arts benefits!"

"Yes, yes, yes! You're right, I'll leave right now!"

The man with pockmarks wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, not daring to utter a single word.

The opponent was a third-grade expert who could crush him with the flick of a finger.

He didn't dare to show any temper anymore and slunk away into the crowd.

After teaching that guy a lesson, Wang Ye turned to look at Jiang Feng and the other two.

When his gaze swept over Jiang Feng, a hint of surprise flashed in his originally calm eyes!

"That kid."

To the average person, Jiang Feng might just be a handsome high school student.

But in his perception, there was a violent surge of blood energy lurking within this young man!

Although this energy was not as robust as that of a third-grade martial artist, it was full of violent energy.

He had only ever experienced this kind of situation with one of the most outstanding talents in the provincial capital.

Although the opponent was only a third-rank cultivator, he had cultivated a mid-grade Saint-level fire-type technique, and his blood and qi were as hot as molten lava!

Wang Ye looked at Jiang Feng and asked, "So, you're the one who wants to take the first-grade martial arts exam?"

Xiao Li, who was standing nearby, swallowed hard and quickly stepped forward, lowering her voice to say, "No, Secretary-General, he said we should skip the first-grade assessment and go directly to the second-grade martial artist assessment."

"boom!"

Upon hearing this, Wang Ye's pupils involuntarily contracted slightly!

Skip the first-grade assessment.

Directly assessed as a second-rank official?!

This is the first time the Wushu Association has encountered such a situation in all the years it has been established!

After all, no one would continue cultivating after breaking through to the first rank and wait until the second rank to register for the assessment!

Besides, how old does this kid look?

Wang Ye subconsciously took a closer look at Jiang Feng.

Wearing the school uniform of No. 3 Middle School.

Around eighteen years old.

An eighteen-year-old second-rank martial artist?!

This is very rare in Linchuan City.

Wang Ye is very capable and knows a lot about the scions of the powerful families in Linchuan City. He also knows who the top students on this year's college entrance examination list are.

But the person in front of me seems to be a complete stranger.

They are definitely not children of those large families or conglomerates.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to get into No. 3 Middle School.

An eighteen-year-old second-rank martial artist!

This level of talent is rare even in the provincial capital!

But Wang Ye was a man who had seen the world, and he didn't shout and yell like the people around him.

He first gave Jiang Feng a deep look, reading a calm and composed expression in the boy's seemingly unfazed eyes, as if even a mountain collapsing before him would not change his expression.

"Okay! Xiaoli, take him to the assessment room."

Wang Ye nodded thoughtfully and said.

"ah?!"

Xiaoli was stunned, her mouth agape wide enough to fit an egg.

She had expected Secretary Wang to give this arrogant young man a severe scolding, but to her surprise, the Secretary Wang actually agreed!

Seeing Wang Ye frown again, Xiao Li jumped in fright and nodded frantically like a chick pecking at rice, "Yes, yes, yes! I'll take them there right away!"

Working in the Wushu Association, who would dare disobey the orders of this iron-fisted secretary-general?

As Jiang Feng and his group left, the surrounding crowd was stunned!

"Holy crap! Did I hear that right? Secretary Wang actually agreed?!"

"What does the Secretary-General mean? Does he think that high school student can pass the test?!"

"Tch! The Martial Arts Association never refuses martial arts assessments! It's just that whether you can pass the assessment is another matter."

"But judging from the Secretary-General's expression, he doesn't seem to have any doubts! Besides, he's a third-rank martial artist, his perception is much stronger than ours, and his insight is extremely sharp, which means that kid really has a chance of passing the assessment!"

"This is insane! This world has absolutely gone mad! A high school student becoming a second-grade martial artist?! This guy must have started cultivating since he was in the womb."

"Could it be the son of Tengda Group's chairman? Tengda's illegitimate son?!"

"Or perhaps he's Ma Yun's father's biological son!"

"Impossible! He's wearing the uniform of No. 3 Middle School! That's a consistently bottom-ranked, trashy school! How could a student with real connections go to No. 3 Middle School!"

"Let's go, let's go see what's going on. What if that kid actually succeeds in the test?"

......

Xiao Li put on a warm smile and respectfully led Jiang Feng and the other two towards the assessment area on the first floor.

The first floor of the martial arts association was extremely large, and it took the four of them a full ten minutes to walk to the assessment area.

Immediately afterwards, Xiaoli very kindly got Jiang Feng a queue number.

"Jiang, this is your assessment order."

"Once you pass the assessment smoothly, I will personally guide you in filling out the detailed electronic information."

"If we expedite the process today, we can get your second-grade martial artist badge made in as little as half an hour."

Jiang Feng took the number plate, smiled and nodded: "Thank you, I appreciate your help."

Seeing Xiaoli's very enthusiastic work attitude, he couldn't help but admire the Wushu Association's service attitude, which was truly impeccable!

Unlike some government departments in my previous life, which were difficult to access and had unpleasant faces, putting on airs every day!

Sometimes a certificate is missing, sometimes a document is lacking; it can drive you crazy with all the running around.