Extraordinary Realm from Persuasion System

”Buzz!”

Zhang Beixing’s words fell.

The room suddenly fell silent.

The seven who passed the final assessment were all dumbfounded.

They looked at Zhang Beixing in shock.

Mouths agape, at a loss for words.

As young people not yet over 23 years old.

They couldn’t possibly be unfamiliar with Zhang Beixing, this internet sensation.

One might even say, they idolized him!

Because Zhang Beixing’s performance was incredibly outstanding, his achievements were extraordinary.

Since last year, when he pursued traffickers alone and achieved a battle record of 15/0/2.

It was as if he’d flipped a switch, unstoppable from then on.

On Yiling Mountain, he fought a tiger barehanded, unharmed; in Shishi, he engaged in a life-and-death arena battle with the Black Ghost, killing him in a few punches.

Then he challenged martial artists nationwide, went into seclusion for a breakthrough, becoming the only Great Grandmaster in seven hundred years.

He also subdued foreign martial artists, using his absolute strength to become the Martial Arts Association President of Great Xia and Asia.

Reaching this point, he still was not satisfied.

Seeking improvement, he traveled across the country, training in various extreme environments, achieving what no one else could with Oizaki’s Eight Challenges, using this as an opportunity to surpass the Great Grandmaster, comprehend the Postnatal Five Qi, and become the world’s only Transcendent.

And then.

He infiltrated Tai Luo Kingdom alone, storming Maro with a single gun.

Even just recently, he sliced open a military pickup in the Middle East with a single stroke, confronted RPGs head-on.

Now.

He’s here.

Having become their superior, the minister of ’The Ninth Bureau.’

”This...”

”This...”

The seven were all stunned, saying ”this” for a while, but couldn’t figure anything out.

Seeing them like this.

Zhang Beixing knew they were currently very shocked, and it would likely be difficult for them to recover quickly.

So he gestured to the chair nearby.

”Don’t just stand there, have a seat.”

”I know you probably have many questions and concerns now.”

”No rush, take your time.”

Upon hearing this.

The seven nodded blankly, went to the chairs, and sat upright seriously.

From their clenched hands, it wasn’t hard to tell these seven were somewhat nervous now.

There are many reasons for this.

The foremost being a sense of admiration.

Zhang Beixing is their idol.

And they, are just a group of young people not generally over 23 years old.

In their youth.

Facing a revered idol, saying they’re not nervous, is impossible.

Next, is the feeling of intimidation!

Getting here means, without exception, they are the most outstanding among their peers, veritable elites among elites.

Yet, beyond them, there lies a being as if a mountain with no end, pressing steadily upon them.

That being is none other than.

Standing before them, leisurely brewing tea, Zhang Beixing.

”Come, drink tea.”

”Let’s talk while drinking, no rush.”

Distributing the tea to the seven, Zhang Beixing said.

Then he returned to his seat, picked up the tea, and leisurely tasted it.

Seeing this.

The seven dared not delay, responded in unison, picked up their tea, and drank.

The tea entered their mouths, slightly bitter, then sweetened.

Rich and aromatic, refreshing and vivid, strong and full-bodied.

In the subtle tasting, the rocky character and dense charm mingling, smoothly soothing down the throat with a sweet sensation, its aftertaste long, soft, nourishing, replenishing.

Prompting an involuntary remark.

”Good tea!”

A petite girl with messy hair and serious dark circles, dead fish eyes, said expressionlessly admiringly.

Upon hearing this, others echoed her sentiment.

But Zhang Beixing knew.

They, likely didn’t understand tea, just seeing someone admire, decided to follow suit, expressing goodwill towards him.

Why he knew so clearly.

Was because when he first met Elder Chen last year, he too was in this situation.

”Truly, fortune turns around.”

Zhang Beixing sighed inwardly.

Putting down the teacup.

Looked at the seven before him, and said:

”Introduce yourselves, we’ll be in the same department now, it’s only right to get to know one another.”

”Let’s start with you first.”

Saying this, Zhang Beixing pointed at the dead fish-eyed girl who had just spoken.

The girl heard this, nodded, then stood up:

”My name is Yu Yao, from Beidong Province, a Disciple of the Choma Immortal, age 21, likes to sleep, expelled a month ago for fighting at school, currently unemployed.”

After speaking, she sat back down.

Upon hearing this.

Zhang Beixing silently produced a question mark.

Not because he had questions.

But because he thought, you have questions!

A month ago getting expelled for fighting at school wasn’t surprising.

Those who could pass the selection assessment and stand before Zhang Beixing, their temperament needn’t be questioned.

Mainly because of Yu Yao’s background.

”Disciple of the Choma Immortal?”

Muttering this term, Zhang Beixing looked at Yu Yao with interest: ”Is there really a Five Immortals in this world?”

”No!”

Without hesitation, Yu Yao replied.

She looked at Zhang Beixing expressionlessly: ”It’s just a rather special method of training, similar to the Miaojiang Gu Master.”

”Wouldn’t you say?”

Saying this, Yu Yao turned her head to look at the third person on her right.

That was also a girl.

But unlike Yu Yao’s chaotic personal image and somber aura.

This woman dressed very brightly and elegantly, adorned with various silver accessories, at a glance, one knew she was from a wealthy family.