Chapter 29: Reactions from All Sides!

Bengquan Martial Arts Hall, Headmaster’s Office!

"Master, Master! The Martial Artists Association has sent word. Yang Feng is at the association right now. We must head over immediately!"

There were very few things capable of making Chen Nan, the senior disciple of the Bengquan Martial Arts Hall, this agitated, but news regarding Yang Feng was definitely one of them.

Zhuo Fei threw the remote control in his hand directly at Chen Nan.

"Is 'Yang Feng' what you call him? Call him Grandmaster, you rebellious disciple!"

"If I waited for your news, the opportunity would have long since passed!"

Immediately after, ignoring the aggrieved expression on Chen Nan’s face, he stood up from his chair in excitement. His office was currently playing the Song City News. He had already learned from the broadcast about his own master’s monumental feat at the Song City Martial Arts Hall.

He paced back and forth, muttering to himself.

"As expected of my master; so young, yet he has already achieved such heights. Even the President himself has personally lauded him as the 'Light of Humanity'!"

The news had reported that Yang Feng had mastered a pinnacle-level martial technique. Zhuo Fei knew for certain that it must be the Bengquan fist technique. At this moment, he wished he could fly over to the Song City Martial Artists Association just like the President did. Unfortunately, he was neither a Tier 5 martial artist, nor did he possess the audacity to attempt such a thing.

Therefore, he could only say, "Prepare a vehicle at once! I am going to the Martial Artists Association!"

...

Changxi Service Co., Ltd.!

Yuan Changxi was in his office practicing calligraphy. For the past half-month, the lack of news regarding the martial arts master he was searching for had weighed heavily on his state of mind. He had hoped to use calligraphy to calm his nerves, but the technique that had always been effective in the past had now lost its power.

An hour had passed, and he had managed to write only two characters. He couldn't help but sigh softly and set down his brush.

Just then, the excited cries of his female disciple rang out from outside the office, followed by her rushing inside.

"Master, Master! I’ve found the disciple of that martial arts master! He’s at the Martial Artists Association right now!"

Yuan Changxi, who had been on the verge of losing his temper, felt his anger vanish instantly. He asked excitedly, "Really?" His tone was laced with disbelief.

"It’s true, Master. He even made the news. Look!" Jiang Xinyue handed her phone to her master.

Yuan Changxi had previously obtained a description of the individual who had taken on the task of repairing the martial arts manual through his connections at the association. However, because the person was so young, he and his disciple had subconsciously assumed he was merely a student of the true master. But to them, it made no difference—as long as they found Yang Feng, they would be able to find that mysterious master.

"Quick, quick, Xinyue! Come with me to the Martial Artists Association immediately!"

...

Song City No. 1 High School, Principal’s Office.

"Principal, I registered Yang Feng for the special admission fast-track long ago. Wasn't this matter already settled? Why is there a need to replace him now?" Shi Qizheng asked, suppressing his rising anger.

"Teacher Shi, you are mistaken. The special admission fast-track is for the students with the best talent and greatest strength in the school—for students who can win honors for our Song City No. 1 High School, not for those looking to pull strings through the back door!" The vice-principal, Liu, who sported a horseshoe-pattern bald spot, said with a cynical smirk.

"Vice-Principal Liu, what do you mean by that? I have verified Yang Feng’s talent and strength; he is absolutely stronger than him!" As he spoke, Shi Qizheng pointed at the only student in the office: Gao Ming, the very student who was set to replace Yang Feng’s spot.

Gao Ming looked defiant as he retorted, "Teacher Shi, my blood-qi value has reached 1.5. I heard from people in his class that Yang Feng’s blood-qi value was only 0.2—even a dog is better than him! Why should he be allowed to participate in the special admission fast-track?"

"That was then. His current strength is at least that of a martial artist!" Shi Qizheng blurted out the truth.

But this statement only drew a mocking laugh from Gao Ming: "Teacher Shi, I know you want to help Yang Feng keep his spot, but that is just too ridiculous. Do you even believe that yourself?"

Vice-Principal Liu also wore an intrigued expression. Originally, this matter had been difficult to push through, but now it was a breeze—the Principal despised liars above all else.

Sure enough, the Principal, who had remained silent until now, furrowed his brows. In his eyes, Shi Qizheng had always been a man of facts, but this performance was truly excessive! There were only two people in all of Song City who had become Tier 1 martial artists at the age of eighteen, and every principal and teacher knew their names. If Yang Feng were truly a genius martial artist, he would have long since made a name for himself across the city; why would he remain obscure?

Just as he was about to open his mouth to reprimand Shi Qizheng, the school broadcast suddenly blared to life!

"Good news, good news! A once-in-a-century piece of good news for Song City No. 1 High School: Our student Yang Feng from Class 13 has passed the Tier 2 Martial Artist assessment at the Song City Martial Artists Association today! He successfully promoted to a Tier 2 martial artist, shocking everyone present! The Song City President himself praised student Yang Feng as a miracle of Song City and the 'Light of Humanity'! This news is absolutely true! For more details, please watch the Song City News!"

Once this broadcast ended, the entire school fell silent. Then, three seconds later, an earth-shattering roar of cheers erupted!

"Holy crap!"
"That is just too insane!"
"Is this news real?"
"Is it April Fools' Day today?"
"Who is Yang Feng? I’ve never heard of him!"
"Since when did our school have such an invincible senior?"
"A Tier 2 martial artist? That’s incredible. I wouldn't even believe it if you said he was Tier 1—to be Tier 2 already, it feels like a lie cooked up by the school!"

...

In Class 13, Yang Qixin was stunned when he heard the news. He knew his brother was strong, but he never imagined he was *this* strong. Once the authenticity of the news was confirmed, his blood began to boil, and he felt an uncontrollable rush of adrenaline.

He began pounding on his desk, shouting at the top of his lungs, "Yang Feng! Yang Feng!"

Matching the rhythm of his desk-pounding, combined with the surging excitement of his classmates, more and more students joined in, chanting Yang Feng’s name in unison.

"Yang Feng! *Clap!* Yang Feng! *Clap!* Yang Feng! *Clap!*..."

The commotion in Class 13 was so great that it quickly influenced the neighboring Class 12, which began chanting along as well. Following that, the name "Yang Feng" spread like a domino effect; more and more classes joined the rhythm.

Teenagers are passionate, youthful, and full of vitality. Under the influence of this atmosphere, soon all thirteen thousand students of Song City No. 1 High School were chanting the name in unison. The sheer scale of the sound was soul-stirring, audible for five kilometers around the school, causing local residents to look on in shock.

Ma Yuan, the homeroom teacher of Class 13, was the most frantic of them all. Once he confirmed Yang Feng was a Tier 2 martial artist, he lost his mind! Though he didn't know how a bottom-tier student like Yang Feng had become a Tier 2 martial artist, it didn't matter—as long as he was a student in his class!

...

In the Principal’s office, they all felt the collective, passionate fervor. Everyone fell into a brief silence.

Immediately after, before Shi Qizheng could say anything, Vice-Principal Liu kicked Gao Ming in the thigh.

Gao Ming cried out in pain: "Uncle, what are you doing?" In his panic, he had revealed their true relationship.

Vice-Principal Liu’s face turned even darker. With a fierce expression, he hissed, "Shut up!"

Then, he turned around and said with a fawning smile, "Teacher Shi, Gao Ming was blinded by greed and failed to recognize his own strength. I will certainly compensate you for the trouble caused today. I hope you are a generous person and will never mention this incident to Yang Feng!"

With that, he dragged the aggrieved Gao Ming away and fled the Principal’s office.

Seeing the obstacles removed, the Principal of Song City No. 1 High School no longer hid his excitement. He stood up, walked over to Shi Qizheng, and patted his shoulder hard. "Teacher Shi, you are excellent. You have a keen eye for talent and have unearthed an outstanding student for our school. As it happens, the Dean of Academic Affairs is transferring next month. I think you are very suitable for that position. Hand over your current duties, and once the dean leaves, you will take the post!"

In his excitement, the Principal made the promise on the spot.

It was only at this moment that Shi Qizheng finally snapped back to reality.

His heart was filled with only one thought: "Discovering Yang Feng, standing by Yang Feng—that was truly the most correct decision I have ever made in my life!"