Rise from a Low-class Family to Martial Artist

Chapter 358: Chapter 113: Has the Canglan Martial Arts Academy Given Up? (Part 3)

The two locked eyes, and Kong Qifeng realized that Lin Chen wasn’t saying these words to flatter him.

”Remember what you said today.”

Kong Qifeng patted Lin Chen’s shoulder, and from this moment on, Lin Chen was listed as a secret elite candidate in the Liang Military Affairs Department. In the three hundred years since Liang was founded, there have only been six elite candidates.

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Linhu Village, Kong Qifeng came quickly and left just as fast, spending only a two-hour period in Linhu Village.

With Kong Qifeng’s departure, the entire large entourage left as well, and Linhu Village returned to its tranquility.

Nine days later!

Lin Chen opened twenty-two acupoints and left his name again on Martial Arts Mountain.

This marked the fifth time he left his name!

The second genius in Liang’s three-hundred-year history to leave his name five times on Martial Arts Mountain.

Lin Chen’s name began to appear in other regions for the first time.

It wasn’t just confined to the Opening Acupoints Realm; even some Refining the Viscera and Grade-Entering Martial Artists had heard of Lin Chen’s name.

The next day!

The vice directors of the three major martial arts academies almost simultaneously rushed to Jiangnan Dao, appearing in Linhu Village.

This time, Jia Nanzhu didn’t hold back the three as the vice directors of the martial arts academies were all Upper-Grade Martial Artists.

Liu Ru looked at the vice directors of the other three martial arts academies and felt anxious. Why hadn’t the vice director of his own academy come yet?

In the face of these three vice directors, he felt inadequate.

Although Lin Chen had a favorable impression of Canglan Martial Arts Academy, ultimately, the decision of which academy Lin Chen would choose depended on the conditions offered by the academies.

He was just an enrollment instructor, naturally not having the authority to compare with these three vice directors.

”Junior Brother Jia, where is Lin Chen?”

The three vice directors frowned when they saw only Jia Nanzhu without Lin Chen. It made sense for them to meet face-to-face with Lin Chen since the three vice directors had personally come.

Even back when it was Pei Qingming, he only avoided the enrollment instructors and made time to meet with the vice directors when they came.

”Senior Brothers, it’s not that I’m stopping you from seeing Lin Chen, but Lord Kong instructed when he left that Lin Chen should focus on his training and not be distracted. As for the matter of the martial arts academy, it can wait until after he breaks through to Refining the Viscera.”

Jia Nanzhu invoked Lord Kong’s name. Although these words were not from Lord Kong, he thought using his name wouldn’t matter.

The only reason he stopped the three vice directors from meeting Lin Chen was that just a day ago, Jiang Duanchao visited Linhu Village and left just one message: before someone from Canglan Martial Arts Academy arrives, don’t agree to any conditions offered by other academies.

Canglan Martial Arts Academy was extremely sincere towards Lin Chen!

Though they were extremely sincere, they hadn’t shown up yet. Jia Nanzhu naturally understood that Canglan Martial Arts Academy wasn’t trying to delay things until the other three academies lost patience to pick up a bargain.

The only explanation was that the conditions Canglan Martial Arts Academy was preparing for Lin Chen needed time to arrange.

Listening to Jia Nanzhu, the three vice directors were a bit helpless. Since Lord Kong’s name was brought up, they had to accept it despite their dissatisfaction.

”Junior Brother Jia, this time, our Qingyun Martial Arts Academy is very sincere. Why don’t we have a private talk first?”

The vice director of Qingyun Martial Arts Academy looked at Jia Nanzhu, thinking that, coming from a fisherman’s background, Lin Chen might not know much about the Martial Path. The final decision on which academy to choose would be up to Jia Nanzhu.

As long as Jia Nanzhu agreed, Lin Chen couldn’t escape.

”Let’s wait together; there’s no rush. I’ll invite the three of you for tea.”

Jia Nanzhu made a gesture of invitation. The three vice directors exchanged glances, seeing the helplessness in each other’s eyes. Unfortunately, they were now in the weaker position.

Generally, with a martial arts genius, the academy holds the upper hand. But with a genius like Lin Chen, the academy is quite passive.

As the three vice directors were about to move, an elderly figure slowly approached from a distance. Though his pace seemed slow, he reached them within a few breaths.

”A cup of tea brewed by Junior Brother Jia is a must-have. But before drinking, why not hear the conditions my Canglan Martial Arts Academy is offering Lin Chen.”

The person was none other than He Jingren, the vice director of Canglan Martial Arts Academy.

”Dean He, you finally arrived!”

Liu Ru, who stood by without daring to speak, saw their dean finally arrive, and despite being a Grade-Entering Powerhouse, was visibly excited.

In the presence of these three Upper-Grade Martial Artists, a Low-Grade Martial Artist like him didn’t even have a say.

”Looks like Senior Brother He is fully confident that Lin Chen will choose your Canglan Martial Arts Academy. In that case, let’s each present our conditions.”

The vice directors of the other three martial arts academies, seeing He Jingren appear, had a look of vigilance in their eyes, each contemplating their own thoughts.

No matter what conditions your Canglan Martial Arts Academy offers, we’ll just have to add a little more on top of it.

”Hehe, then listen well to what I have to say. As long as Lin Chen nods and joins my Canglan Martial Arts Academy, we’ll provide Lin with thirty drops of Thousand-Year Flood Dragon True Blood. All resources necessary for Lin Chen’s training at the academy will be provided by us. Apart from the rewards that must be earned through assessments, Lin Chen will get a share of all other academy rewards.”

After He Jingren finished speaking, he looked at the three of them, ”Those are the terms my Canglan Martial Arts Academy offers. Go ahead, please.”

Please my ass!

The vice directors of the three academies looked extremely displeased.

The rest was negotiable, but thirty drops of Thousand-Year Flood Dragon True Blood—what could they offer to compare?

Didn’t you see old Jia Nanzhu’s mouth gaping wide in astonishment?

”Senior Brother He, is your Canglan Martial Arts Academy exhausting its reserves?”

”Yes.”

He Jingren admitted it openly, and then turned to Jia Nanzhu, ”Junior Brother Jia, are the conditions from Canglan Martial Arts Academy sincere enough?”

”Absolutely!” Jia Nanzhu replied almost without thinking, ”From now on, Lin Chen is a disciple of Canglan Martial Arts Academy. I make this decision for Lin Chen!”

Thirty drops of Thousand-Year Flood Dragon True Blood, there’s no need to consider further—only a fool would refuse.

Whether or not Canglan Martial Arts Academy is exhausting its reserves, Lin Chen stands to gain.