Chapter 50: The Martial Arts Track Class Has Only One Brother Li!
Gu Yang seemed to have anticipated it early. Hearing this, he just shook his head with a smile: “I think the requirements aren’t high, but we still need to contact the principal.”
He called right in front of Li Ye, and after connecting, he quickly got to the point.
“Principal, six hundred nutritional supplements and three hundred thousand for each experience, just nutritional supplements, right, Li Ye?”
As he spoke, he confirmed with Li Ye.
As Li Ye nodded, Gu Yang listened for a while, “Yes, okay, I understand.”
After hanging up the phone, he said to Li Ye: “It’s fine, the school agreed, just one requirement: don’t transfer midway. Same for the martial arts competition, as long as you produce results, what you’re owed won’t be shorted!”
“The school takes this very seriously.”
Li Ye smiled: “No test needed?”
Gu Yang also smiled: “Ningjiang City plus its eight subordinate counties, totaling sixty-seven high schools, two thousand martial arts students. Xiang Feipeng, whom you easily defeated, ranks in the top fifty. Defeating him proves your strength. Now you can annihilate experience points—who would make you test? I definitely couldn’t beat you.”
He also graduated from the martial arts track, entered Four Dragon Gates, but there are differences between martial arts paths. He lacked the talent for direct breakthrough. After university graduation, only Six Dragon Gate, and after ten or so years of stagnation, he only refined one Qi Blood Leap.
Dragon Gate Nine Leaps, the higher the realm, the harder the leaps. Once people reach a certain age, Qi and Blood starts declining, not as vigorous as the young. Before university graduation is basically the peak of martial arts training. If no breakthrough then, the realm after graduation won’t leap much later.
Gu Yang was nearly forty, broke through to Seven Dragon Gate at twenty-eight, and up to now, no further progress possible.
Thinking of this, Gu Yang sighed: “No breakthrough before university graduation means no hope for life. Someone like Fu Yan is too rare. Sometimes I even envy you guys who directly train breakthrough martial arts—with talent and perseverance, you’ll surely make a name for yourself.”
“For talent like you, the school would sell everything to keep you. Just don’t mind if our treatment can’t match others.”
“As long as you don’t rip me off, I’m easy to talk to.” Li Ye smiled.
After all, he was studying here, currently no bad impressions. If the treatment keeps up, no need to transfer. He also had close friends here.
“Alright, we’ll give you the full amount of nutritional supplements later. Got a card? Three hundred thousand direct to your bank card.”
Hearing this, Li Ye gave his bank card number, said goodbye, and left.
After he left, Gu Yang shook his head again: “Just nutritional supplements…”
This stuff, from an effect standpoint, definitely can’t match high-quality ingredients, but it wins in stability and absorption, and it’s issued from above—every school has an allocation.
Taking out nutritional supplements isn’t hard, could be called very low requirements, just the quantity is too large.
Li Ye needs six hundred per experience—they definitely can’t provide that, but they can trade with other schools. If tradable, martial arts students would swap them out. Anyone with capability chooses better ingredients over nutritional supplements.
Giving Li Ye so many means the class’s weekly allocation definitely changes, but swapping weekly nutritional supplements for better stuff, no one would object.
Even if objections, such a genius must be retained. Martial arts competition brings the school more resources.
Otherwise, with Xiang Feipeng’s personality, normal schools couldn’t tolerate it, but no choice—the strong are respected.
Gu Yang smiled: “No. 14 Middle School has had dog shit luck these years.”
Never mind Fu Chuxue, plus Li Ye and Xiang Feipeng recovering soon—city martial arts competition, steady third, eyeing first.
After Li Ye went out, all classmates had arrived.
“Big Vajra Li.”
Seeing Li Ye, Yao Lèdān was beaming with joy. Clearly a short-haired, refined, energetic little beauty, yet she struck a fly-rubbing-hands pose, flattering with a smile:
“Next experience, can you capture them all alive? I know you’re capable. I’ll pay extra, give you 20%, all live captures, okay?”
She was originally quite annoyed, because normally, half the classmates she negotiated with would sell her their experience gains.
But yesterday, she only got one.
Li Ye didn’t sell her the other gains either.
The problem was definitely with Li Ye. Though annoyed, on second thought, he smelled good too!
Him dominating the experience point alone—if negotiated, equals her bulk-buying the experience point’s stuff? Even one-third would be huge profit. Best if live captures—higher price.
“Sold yesterday’s mantis?” Li Ye smiled.
Yao Lèdān raised her head proudly, “Twenty-five thousand. A buyer loved it, bought for collection.”
Who complains about more money? More pocket money is good.
“Tsk, crafty merchant, flips for double.” Li Ye smiled.
He had no bad feelings—at least she stated the real price. Selling that much is her skill. Li Ye himself couldn’t find such a channel.
Can’t bother Pan Zhengyang and Sun Shun with such small matters.
“But next experience, you won’t find me. Gu Yang just talked to me, asked me not to join experience. I agreed.”
“Like Fu Chuxue?”
Yao Lèdān was stunned, then nodded: “Makes sense. You’re too strong. Clearly Three Dragon Gates, but showed ruling-level strength. A few more times, we won’t even get soup.”
“Brother Ye.”
Deng Hao and Jia Dong entered the gym then, greeted Li Ye. Just chatting a bit, a tower-like teen led a group over.
Everyone looked over. Deng Hao and Jia Dong instinctively leaned back—two meters tall, muscles knotted, vigorous Qi and Blood, very oppressive.
But they quickly reacted, stood straight behind Li Ye.
Their Big Brother was here—what to fear.
“Brother Li!”
Yang Jie called out, posture clearly hunched, head lowered: “Thanks for saving me yesterday.”
“All classmates, just lending a hand, no need to be so polite. Arm better?”
Li Ye looked at Yang Jie’s arm, still bandaged, but seemed not to affect movement much.
“One more day of observation and it’ll be fine. My martial arts focuses on recovery. A mere fracture, after one night of medicine, mostly healed.” Yang Jie said.
Martial arts world has many divine medicines, like Black Jade Fracture Paste from his previous life. With Shenzhou’s modern science, mass production is no issue.
“Next time something happens, just call. You’re way better than Xiang Feipeng. I submit to you.”
Yang Jie spoke directly: “These guys around me all submit to you!”
“Brother Ye!”
“Brother Li!”
“Brother Li, you were too awesome yesterday, annihilated the experience point alone!”
People behind Yang Jie shouted one after another.
Influenced, more martial arts students gathered, all smiling, chattering.
“Damn, recruiting little brothers.” Deng Hao exclaimed.
Jia Dong nodded: “As expected. Brother Ye always had good rapport, now it’s showing.”
He wasn’t surprised. These days he’d observed, confirmed Brother Ye would have popularity.
That Fu Chuxue appeared and vanished like a divine dragon, coldly untouchable, no one could even chat with her.
Xiang Feipeng once tried one line with her, got slapped to hospital for two weeks.
This guy was even more beastly, bullying in the martial arts track class. Couldn’t beat Fu Chuxue, beat everyone else, formed small cliques to throw weight around, picked fights with anyone disliked.
Guo Chumíng followed him, so One Dragon Gate acted wildly too.
Only because of martial arts competition results bringing classmates some benefits, people dared to be angry but not speak.
Yang Jie was decent too, but strength lacking a bit. Even so, gathered a group unwilling to be bullied, barely holding on.
Li Ye on first day crushed Xiang Feipeng, nearly killed him—very satisfying for many.
But time short, not fermented yet. Saving Yang Jie yesterday reassured people.
Easygoing, doesn’t bully, strong…
With first place unseen, second place hated by all, Li Ye popping up naturally gathers hearts.
No. 14 Middle School martial arts track class had been without a Big Brother for too long!
Whole class, only those five or six huddled in corner, others all around Li Ye.
Deng Hao provocatively glanced at Guo Chumíng in the corner, grinned with teeth:
“Old Guo looks bad. Deserved! Arrogant people have heavens to collect them. If heavens don’t, Brother Ye will.”
“That’s right!”
Yao Lèdān chimed in: “I announce: martial arts track class has only one bro, my Brother Li!”
“Alright, go train. All classmates, no bro talk.”
Li Ye smiled, waved hands signaling everyone disperse.
Seventeen-eighteen-year-old teens’ spirits, that’s how it is. Before, he might indulge a bit, but now he just wants to break through Dragon Gate fast.
Morning time, martial arts students still did targeted martial arts training and refined Qi and Blood. Near noon dismissal, Gu Yang brought a group in, pulling two carts: one food cabinet, one box.
“Everyone stop. Distributing yesterday’s experience rewards.” Gu Yang clapped, said.
“Huh? Rewards too?”
Deng Hao nearby was stunned—they did nothing yesterday.
“Definitely compensation.” Yao Lèdān smiled:
“School’s main purpose is boosting Qi and Blood, not real competition. This was sudden accident, what’s due will be given.”
“Line up.”
Gu Yang said: “From today, your weekly allocations change. No more nutritional supplements. I’ll give you better ingredients targeted for enhancing your martial arts. Yao Lèdān.”
Seeing first arriver Yao Lèdān, he took from food cabinet a cleaned, eviscerated, headless rabbit: “Ghost Shadow Wind-Chasing Rabbit. Eat more to enhance reaction speed, matches your martial arts. At meals, toss into mixing cup.”
“Not…”
Yao Lèdān eyes widened: “Such good ingredients, you want me to toss in mixing cup?!”
She wasn’t surprised Gu Yang suddenly gave premium ingredients—she knew it, could make simple dishes, good effects and tasty, boosts reaction and burst power. Outside, minimum thirty thousand.
Tossing in mixing cup too wasteful.
“No nonsense. Must pair with canteen ingredients for max effect.”
Gu Yang tossed rabbit to her, moved to next.
As guidance teacher, he’d plan food per person’s martial arts, targeted dietary supplements beneficial for training.
Yao Lèdān’s martial arts favors agility and burst, suits this.
Like Yang Jie, his suggestion: more strength-and-bone-enhancing ingredients.
Outside martial arts schools so popular, besides better martial arts, their targeted dietary supplements are a specialty.
So for Li Ye wanting only nutritional supplements, he didn’t find it strange. Maybe his martial arts gets better effect from nutritional supplements than ingredients.
After distributing everyone’s ingredients, he looked to Li Ye, patted the other cart box: “Money transferred. This is six hundred. Count them.”
Li Ye lips curved, opened box, saw filled with test tube-sized potions, nodded satisfied: “No problem.”
This batch fully enough to break to Four Dragon Gates!
