Dominating Martial King

The head of Zhengyang Martial Arts Hall was not only a fifth-grade master in Xiushui County but also a legitimate Imperial Military Officer.

When Lei Yuan, the head of the hall, swept his scrutinizing gaze across, Chu Xisheng suddenly felt the hairs on his body stand on end as if his body was being completely seen through.

"Is it him?"

About three breaths later, Lei Yuan finally withdrew his sharp, knife-like gaze and looked at Ye Zhiqiu with confusion, "You say his root bone is excellent, and his comprehension is exceptional?"

Ye Zhiqiu's expression remained unchanged, perfectly composed, "Head of the hall, I can guarantee with my reputation! This lad has immense comprehension in sword skills. Although he hasn't mastered the Chasing Wind Saber completely, some of the techniques are of an exceptionally high standard, surpassing even those below the ninth-grade martial cultivators. Indeed, his talent is exceptional and promising."

As Ye Zhiqiu spoke, she lifted her eyes and gave Lei Yuan a suggestive look, "Head of the hall, over twenty martial masters from our Eastern Courtyard are willing to take such a talented individual under their wing, please grant your approval!"

Lei Yuan immediately understood, implying through Ye Zhiqiu's words that her twenty or so martial masters were waiting to divide the silver.

Chu Xisheng's face turned somewhat red.

This praise was a bit over the top. His mastery of the Chasing Wind Saber wasn't complete yet, damn those below ninth-grade.

However, he could understand why Ye Zhiqiu would exaggerate his skills. What other reason would she have to recommend him?

Chu Xisheng could clearly feel the disdain in Lei Yuan's eyes.

Lei Yuan and Ye Zhiqiu exchanged stares from across the distance, their gazes clashing for a moment before he reluctantly smiled, "This lad's talent is indeed not weak, truly a rough gem. With proper training, his future achievements will be extraordinary. Coach Ye, you better not disappoint me."

The civilians and disciples from the martial arts academy below all buzzed in response.

"His skill in Chasing Wind Saber has reached below ninth-grade? Isn't this youth not even fourteen years old yet? He looks as thin as a stick, as if he could fall over with a gust of wind. Is that even possible?"

"It must be true. What kind of person is Coach Ye? She wouldn't speak falsely. Since she claims this youth has reached below ninth-grade, he must have that capability."

"Coach Ye once served as a sixth-grade martial officer in the Northern Peace Army, with distinguished military achievements. To receive such high praise from her, he must be extremely talented."

"The youth is quite handsome, but why is his face so pale? Could he be ill?"

They were quite sensitive about 'being admitted without an exam,' but Ye Zhiqiu was renowned far and wide, her reputation well-established, usually compelling credibility.

Moreover, even Lei Yuan, the head of the hall, acknowledged the youth's strong talent and extraordinary future, so it must be true.

Chu Xisheng, however, discerned a bit more of the truth. Head Lei Yuan must have reluctantly accepted this while also placing a demand on Ye Zhiqiu to ensure his success, so as not to 'disappoint' him.

Just at that moment, Chu Xisheng's vision suddenly flickered, and a brilliant firework explosively burst into sight.

He was momentarily stunned and quickly looked toward the virtual screen in front of him.

To Chu Xisheng's surprise, this system panel that he had studied for three months without understanding suddenly underwent a strange change.

Character: Chu Xisheng

Reputation: Ninth Grade Lower (Falsified)

Martial Arts: Chasing Wind Saber Technique (First Level)

Primordial Skill: Nourishing Essence Skill (First Level/Unrated)

Martial Arts Points: 5

Talent: Fast Hand

Status: Six Yin Soul Revival Spell

Lifespan: 17 days

The reputation column, which initially displayed 'None', had shockingly changed to 'Ninth Grade Lower (Falsified)'.

Chu Xisheng was taken aback, astounded beyond words.

What delighted him even more was that the Martial Arts Points column had also changed from 'None' to '5'.

Even the greyed-out 'Martial Arts Treasure Vault' in the bottom right corner had suddenly become vibrant.

The system was actually activated??

Chu Xisheng's heart pounded as if beating a drum.

This damned broken system, no! System Daddy, finally showed some signs of activity.

Chu Xisheng's eyes scanned the text, and as his thoughts lingered on 'Martial Arts Treasure Vault,' a screen resembling a taobao store suddenly appeared before him.

Inside were fourteen colorful product icons.

Chu Xisheng looked at the first two icons.

The first was a novice special offer—Eagle Eye, which sharpens one's vision as keen as an eagle, capable of accurately spotting an enemy's weaknesses.

The original price needed 10 Martial Arts Points for exchange, but this price was crossed out with a red ×, now available for just 2 points.

Novice special offer—Chasing Wind and Lightning Hand, first stage, increases hand speed and agility to twice that of an ordinary person.

The original price needed 20 Martial Arts Points for exchange, but currently, it was only 4 points.

Chu Xisheng was utterly amazed; he had tried countless methods but never figured out how to use this system, so why did it suddenly change today?

Could it be because of what Ye Zhiqiu said in public?

As Chu Xisheng pondered this in shock, he suddenly heard a light laugh from behind, "Hold on!"

As this voice spoke, a martial master dressed in a brocade robe, accompanied by a young man, walked out from the crowd.

"Head of the hall, I have a more suitable candidate here, a hundred times stronger than this boy."

Ye Zhiqiu turned her head and saw this person, her expression immediately darkened, "Shao Lingshan! I used our Eastern Courtyard's recommendation slot, which has nothing to do with your West Courtyard!"

But Shao Lingshan just scoffed contemptuously, "The head of the hall provides exemptions to all courtyards to select talents for Daning, not for personal use, to take in good-for-nothings and waste the nation's resources."

He pointed at Chu Xisheng, "Coach Ye, our martial academy's exemption criteria require at least above-average comprehension and root bone, special talents, or having mastered one of the Ten External Skills to the entry-level.

Look at this boy, a frail sickly person, do you dare say he qualifies for exemption? Are you not corruptly taking his silver?"

Chu Xisheng finally snapped out of it, his eyebrows slightly furrowed, anger appearing in his eyes.

He too felt the recommendation was a bit difficult to handle, but being publicly called a good-for-nothing was incredibly irksome.