Chapter Twenty-Two: A Surprising Turn of Events and President Yu Tong's Boastful Moment-Artes Marciais Supremas: Aumento meu Qi e Sangue dormindo!(Quero muito dormir.)

Witnessing the brutal side of Yang Feng, the thief was so terrified that he knelt down to beg for mercy, not daring to have any other thoughts!

"Are these people your accomplices?" Yang Feng questioned, his voice laced with emotion.

The thief looked blankly at him: "No, I don't know them! I was just running away and ended up here!"

Hearing this, Yang Feng's heart skipped a beat. He stepped forward and grabbed the man by the collar: "Nonsense, they must be your accomplices!"

"Hero, I was wrong, but I really don't know them!"

Seeing the fear on the thief's face, Yang Feng finally realized he had hit the wrong person.

Downstairs, the chief director, Lin Xiaorong, finally snapped back to reality. She hurriedly said, "Quick, quick, go in and save them! Has anyone from the Martial Artist Association arrived yet?"

"Xiaorong, should we try to stop him? I'm worried he might run away!" a girl nearby reminded her.

Lin Xiaorong couldn't help but roll her eyes: "Are you stupid? Even our top ten masters were no match for him; what could we possibly use to stop him?"

"Then what should we do?"

"We only save the people; we must not get involved in anything else!"

...

In the office of the President of the Zhengfu City Martial Artist Association, two middle-aged men were sitting opposite each other, sipping tea and chatting.

Sitting in the main seat was Wu Jun, the President of the Zhengfu City Martial Artist Association, while sitting in the guest seat was Yu Tong, the President of the Song City Martial Artist Association.

"Yu Tong, it is rare for you to visit our Zhengfu City in person. How do you think our city compares to yours?" Wu Jun asked with a smile.

"Your city is better than mine in terms of both geographical location and scale. There is nothing to compare between the two!" Yu Tong retorted testily.

"Hey, that’s not what I meant. We are both presidents of the Martial Artist Association; naturally, we should be talking about martial arts-related topics!" Wu Jun teased. "Look, although Zhengfu City is wealthier than Song City, our populations are roughly the same, yet the number of martial artists we have far exceeds yours. As the president of the Song City association, shouldn't you reflect on that?"

Yu Tong immediately fought back: "Don't act so smug. You know exactly what the situation is in Song City!"

Wu Jun finally couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Do you know how many talented martial artists are among the high school seniors in Zhengfu City this year?" Wu Jun stopped smiling and asked suddenly.

Yu Tong frowned and thought for a moment before saying: "The number of talented martial artists in Zhengfu City has historically stayed around five or six, which is two or three more than us in Song City. Judging by your smug expression, I guess there are seven this year!"

The "talented martial artists" Yu Tong referred to were students who had already become martial artists before the college entrance examination. Only such students could be called geniuses by these two high-ranking figures.

Wu Jun shook his head with a smile, looking quite proud. This piqued Yu Tong's curiosity. "Did I guess wrong? Are there eight?"

Wu Jun stopped playing games and revealed the answer: "Ten!"

Yu Tong suddenly felt that the tea in his hand no longer tasted good. Especially thinking about how Song City only had two talented martial artists this year, he felt too ashamed to speak. In the past, the gap between the two cities was usually around double, meaning a difference of two or three people. But this time, it was a five-fold difference—eight people! It was heartbreaking. He could accept that Zhengfu City had more talent due to its environment, but such a massive disparity was truly unacceptable.

"Hahaha, why aren't you saying anything? Are you shocked?" Wu Jun saw his old friend's embarrassment and didn't press for the number of talented students in Song City this year. After all, his guest had traveled a long way; he couldn't leave him with no face at all. That would be a good way to lose a friend.

Just then, there was a knock at the door.

"Come in."

It was Wu Jun's secretary. As soon as she entered, she said, "President, there has been an incident of martial artists fighting in our city!"

Wu Jun didn't speak, choosing to listen further. Although martial artists held high status, minor frictions between them weren't enough to warrant his attention. If it was being reported to him, it meant the martial artists involved were either very high-ranking or held special status.

"A high school student from Song City, while trying to catch a thief, mistakenly broke into the venue of our city's top ten talent competition. He mistook the top ten talents for the thief's accomplices and sent all of them to the hospital..."

"What did you say?"

Almost instinctively, the two presidents stood up from their seats at the same time. Wu Jun was shocked and disbelieving; Yu Tong was also shocked and disbelieving. The former couldn't believe his own talented martial artists were so weak, while the latter couldn't believe his student from Song City was so strong!

The secretary could only endure the pressure and continue: "I couldn't believe it when I first heard the news, so I double-checked before reporting to you. President, how do you think we should handle this?"

Wu Jun frowned. "What is the condition of the injured?"

"The most severely injured of our city's talents is Zheng Jinning, who suffered three broken ribs. The others have no major injuries."

Yu Tong couldn't care about anything else now and asked immediately: "What about the student from Song City?"

The secretary hesitated for a moment before saying, "He is completely unharmed."

Only then did Yu Tong let out a sigh of relief, a smile suddenly appearing on his face.

Wu Jun's mouth twitched, his previous joy of showing off completely evaporated. The situation proved the old saying: happiness doesn't disappear; it just shifts to someone else.

"Tell me the details of the incident!" Yu Tong urged impatiently.

Seeing that his own president wasn't reacting, the secretary detailed the entire event. After hearing that a single student from his city had wiped out the top ten talents of Zhengfu City, Yu Tong was finally satisfied. Although he didn't know who Yang Feng was, it didn't matter as long as he was a student from Song City No. 1 High School.

But Wu Jun's face darkened. "I think this Yang Feng did it on purpose. How could our city's talents be the thief's accomplices? This is a deliberate provocation!"

"Eh, old Wu, you can't say that. This Yang Feng is clearly a good kid who stood up for justice! As for what happened afterward, it was just the impulsiveness of youth; he couldn't have been expected to consider everything!" Yu Tong defended Yang Feng with a chuckle.

"Zheng Jinning is the daughter of my sister-in-law!" Wu Jun finally roared.

Zheng Jinning was a junior he loved dearly, treating her like his own daughter. It was no wonder he was losing his temper after seeing her ribs broken.

"Ah, this..." Yu Tong was speechless.

But even if he was speechless, he still had to protect his student. "How about this? I will take full responsibility for the medical expenses and make sure they get the best treatment!"

"No need. Zhengfu City is not short of money. I only hope that President Yu will strengthen the discipline of young martial artists in the future!" With that, Wu Jun flicked his sleeves and left.

Although he was angry, he wouldn't stoop so low as to make things difficult for a junior, so he could only vent his frustration on Yu Tong. It was very rude for a host to leave his guest behind, but Yu Tong wasn't angry at all. Once the man was truly out of sight, he couldn't help but burst into laughter. He felt happier than he had ever been!