High Martial Arts: Logging 10,000 Years Into The Future
Chapter 15 - Tiger and Sheep

Chapter 15 — Tiger and Sheep

“I’ll apply for the special scholarship on your behalf. The scholarship amount of 30,000 yuan will probably reach you in the next two days.

“About the class time, the school needs to hold a meeting to come to a decision on that, but there shouldn’t be any problem with the request. After all, you are a genius, and geniuses should have some privileges.”

Zhong Zhengguo quickly replied to Lu Sheng’s request. Sᴇaʀch* Thᴇ n0vᴇl(ꜰ)ire.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of nøvels early and in the highest quality.

“In addition to that, I can also promise you another reward if you manage to win a ranking on behalf of our Baihe Third High School in the coming college entrance examinations.

“Additionally, during the time until the entrance examination, you can ask the school for any material requirements you might have. As long as it is not too much, the school can meet your requirements.

“And personally, I can also provide you with guidance if you have the need for it.”

Zhong Zhengguo’s expression was quite formal when he conveyed this, as if he had already regarded Lu Sheng as an equal.

Lu Sheng could understand Zhong Zhengguo’s train of thought after he mulled over it a bit.

As he was a promising genius student in Zhong Zhengguo’s mind, plus he was the best and least expensive talent to invest on.

“I thank the school and thank you, Mr. Zhong.”

Lu Sheng expressed his gratitude; thought about a few things, and added: “One more thing, Teacher Zhong. I hope that my current grades, and the treatment I get at the school, can be done without informing my family for now …”

“I understand.” Zhong Zhengguo nodded his head.

About Lu Sheng’s sudden surge in strength, they, the martial artists, could understand, but it was hard to rationalize when the same news was placed on an ordinary family.

In Lu Sheng’s parents knew about it and got to the bottom of it and did something that would affect Lu Sheng’s progress in martial arts cultivation, this was something that no one wanted to see.

“If there’s nothing else, I’ll take my leave, Teacher Zhong.”

“Go ahead.”

Zhong Zhengguo waved his hand and watched as Lu Sheng walked out of the office.

A few minutes after Lu Sheng left, Zhong Zhengguo, who was sitting in his chair, suddenly jumped up violently. The calmness on his face no longer existed and was replaced by a strong joy and triumph.

“Lu Sheng, my Baihe Third High School has actually produced this Lu Sheng!—A Level 1 Martial Artist less than eighteen-years-old, with a combat power close to two hundred!

“Gotta hide Lu Sheng as a secret weapon before the entrance examinations starts. The First and Second [Baihe] High School will be shocked when the college entrance examination results are announced. Haha, I’m excited thinking about the expressions on their faces … I’ll have to hurry and inform the principal about this.”

Zhong Zhengguo walked out of the office with a spring in his step.

…

When Lu Sheng returned to his class, the actual combat class had long since ended and all the students had already returned to their respective classes.

When Lu Sheng walked into the class, the originally rowdy classroom went silent, instantly.

Then everyone’s eyes gathered around him in unison.

Shock, awe, curiosity, admiration, trepidation …

Lu Sheng walked back to his seat with a normal expression.

The moment he sat down, the originally quiet classroom gradually became noisy again.

It was like when the tiger stepped into the flock, the whole flock went cold; and when the tiger rests, the panicked lambs would resume their noisy frolicking.

Lu Sheng was the fierce tiger.

Not long after Lu Sheng sat in his seat, he saw the pale Yang Yifei limping in, supported by others.

He noticed Lu Sheng quickly, and a look of indignation and resentment immediately came out of his eyes. When Lu Sheng’s met his gaze, Yang Yifei immediately cowered to the side and avoided it.

Obviously, he was scared by Lu Sheng’s punch in the actual combat class.

Next to him, Liu Qiming wanted to come up and talk to Lu Sheng several times. But even after various attempts, he still failed to muster up the courage to open his mouth in front of him.

Liu Qiming looked at Lu Sheng, who was sitting in his seat with a book open and was looking through it casually, and was a little confused for a while.

He suddenly found his desk mate, who had always been his best friend had turned so strange all of a sudden, and was so very … distant. Very distant.

…

Baihe City, central mall.

In a store that read “Martial Medicine Hall”, a young man wearing a school uniform and with a sturdy body was staring at the counter and browsing through the goods.

The store assistant approached the teenager and politely asked, “Sir, what type of potions would you like to buy?”

The teenager looked up, revealing a handsome, thin face, and shook his head.

“I’m just looking around, am not buying.”

“Okay.”

The lady very sensibly walked to the side.

The teenager in front of her, dressed as a student, was clearly not her target customer.

This teenager was none other than Lu Sheng who ran come out to play after school.

The scholarship would arrive soon; Lu Sheng couldn’t wait to come to the mall to make use of the money.

It was not that he couldn’t be patient, he wasn’t that shallow; however, he really wished to enhance his strength as soon as possible.

These days, with the nourishment of the Body and Breathing Technique his body had grown increasingly and this had resulted in his body letting out a strong sense of hunger for something.

This was a sign of the rapid growth of his BQV and the deficit generated due to it: Every inch of his body’s cells were thirsting for sustenance and nourishment of energy.

Although his father had handed him a potion last week, but this was nowhere near enough, it wasn’t even a drop in a bucket to what he needed, and hadn’t given him the much-needed relief.

If he maintained this “malnourished” state for a prolonged time, it might cause permanent and irreversible damage to his body, and his strength might even regress.

Because martial arts practice, in fact, was a continuous process of tapping the human body’s potential.

The increase in a martial artist’s BQV was a reflection of the body’s potential being stimulated.

But when the potential was consumed, but not replenished in time, it would in turn harm itself.

The way to replenish, was to take in lots of external energy supplements through food, medicine, and other ways.

Food could provide a small amount of energy supplement. Herbs rich in nutrients could provide the human body with the required supplement up to a point.

And these precious herbs weren’t that expensive.

The common man and rich martial artists did not casually say that, “The potions and medicines available in the market were mainly divided into two kinds, external and internal use.

The external application was divided into medicinal baths, smears, acupuncture, paste and so on.

The external potions were milder, more quickly absorbed and better absorbed than the internal potions. However, the operation was tedious, the conditions were harsh, and the potion’s effect would worsen with the number of times used, requiring constant replacement of the remedy.

“I still choose to take the potions internally.”

Lu Sheng had been focusing on checking the internal potions and medicines, but the price of internal  potions and pills made Lu Sheng frown.

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