24 Broken Tail (3)

Whoosh! Whoosh!

He continued to punch while basking in the sun. Xu Zhong felt that the more he practiced the Thunder Fist, the more comfortable he became. The heat was surging throughout his body.

Furthermore, he sensed that he was completely immersed in the practice of his fist, reminiscent of a legendary monk deep in meditation.

At 7.30 pm, Xu Zhong took a shower and left.

Xu Zhong enjoyed his breakfast in the warm sunlight.

Xu Zhong had become fascinated with sunbathing. If he skipped it now, he would feel uncomfortable.

However, he wasn't certain if this world had a Land of Extreme Day. He might not need to spend excessive time perfecting the Pure Divine Art if such a place existed.

Yes, but now was not the time to dwell on it.

As he ate, Xu Zhong noticed that his appetite had become ridiculous.

He had consumed twenty cups of soy milk, and two fried dough sticks for breakfast.

The twenty cups of soy milk were because the restaurant offered unlimited refills.

Under the resentful gaze of the restaurant owner, Xu Zhong paid another five yuan. At this rate, he might not have the option to refill his glass.

After breakfast, Xu Zhong arrived at the Elephant Dojo.

Those students who hadn't passed the martial arts aptitude assessment didn't need to attend today. They would stay home and work on increasing their vitality over the next year, hoping to participate in the martial arts examination next year.

Others who lacked the money or talent for cultivation would head straight to the factory to work.

It was an unfortunate reality, and the world could be quite harsh.

It was precisely due to this challenging environment that the status of martial artists had reached almost mythic proportions.

Today's class wasn't held at the school but at the Elephant Dojo.

There were countless martial arts schools in this world.

They were the same as the tuition classes in his previous life.

In general, anyone who reached the D-rank in strength could open their own martial arts school.

The government provided generous policy incentives.

Each year, many students who had failed the college entrance examination would break through to the F-rank with the help of martial arts schools and become official martial artists a few years later.

It was essentially a supplementary education system within the existing government framework.

…

However, the Elephant Dojo was exceptional. It was among the top dojos in the entire Hua Country.

Today's class involved practical combat training, and the teacher had secured a venue at the Elephant Dojo.

Students who qualified for the martial arts examination could enter this school with their student IDs.

Xu Zhong had already researched the Elephant Dojo beforehand.

The dojo's master, Xiang Man, was an A-rank martial artist. His combat abilities ranked him in the top 20 in Hua Xia.

He was undoubtedly outstanding while not considered the best among martial artists globally.

The Elephant Dojo had its headquarters in Jing City, but it also had branches in Luo City, housing numerous martial artists and experts.

Because Xiang Man was fond of bamboo, the surroundings of the Elephant Dojo were adorned with bamboo.

It was early summer, and this season's bamboo forest was lush. A breeze swept through, creating a gentle rustling sound and adding an artistic touch to the ambiance.

Meanwhile, Xu Zhong was thinking about how to make bamboo wine.

At the grand entrance of the Elephant Dojo stood an imposing elephant statue with razor-sharp tusks.

At the sentry post, several armed security guards surveilled the martial artists entering and exiting like hawks.

Only martial artists ranked above F-rank or individuals with specific qualifications were allowed entry.

For instance, Xu Zhong and the other students are preparing for this year's martial arts examination.

Or those students who had paid the entrance fee to study martial arts at the dojo.

These individuals subjected Xu Zhong to a thorough inspection.

Xu Zhong also quietly assessed the security guards conducting the checks.

They presented a formidable sight, dressed in black protective vests and armed with noticeably large-caliber machine guns.

Anyone contemplating breaking the rules with martial prowess and attempting to breach the Elephant Dojo would likely find it exceedingly challenging to withstand the initial onslaught of firearms.

Xu Zhong presented his student ID, and upon verification, the guards permitted him entry by the regulations.

As Xu Zhong was about to enter the Elephant Dojo, a charismatic man greeted him.

He carried a longsword on his back, and a single white strand of hair on his forehead added to his allure. From head to toe, he exuded a carefree aura.

"You must be Xu Zhong. I'm Xiang Zhen, the deputy dojo master of the Luo City branch of the Elephant Dojo. Xiang Man is my uncle," Xiang Zhen greeted with a slight bow.

A young genius!

He was not inferior to Xu Zhong.

That's what immediately crossed Xu Zhong's mind.

Despite being in his twenties, the young man emitted an aura comparable to his sister, a D-rank martial artist.

More precisely, he was at the peak of D-rank martial arts.

"I'm Xu Zhong. Greetings, Master Xiang," Xu Zhong acknowledged with a nod.

Xiang Zhen waved his hand, laughing. "When I took the martial arts aptitude test at eighteen, my vitality was only 80. Suddenly, I heard about a genius in Luo City High School, an F-rank martial artist at 18. Hahaha."

Inwardly, Xu Zhong cursed. Did I draw too much attention to myself?

If only he knew that his vitality had increased again today, he might think differently.

First, there was Old Mo from the Lin Corporation, and now, Xiang Zhen. It seemed like everyone was trying to recruit him.

However, Xu Zhong was hurrying to class, so he respectfully folded his hands and asked, "May I inquire what instructions you have, Master Xiang?"

"Consider signing an exclusive contract with our Elephant Dojo and becoming a martial artist under our banner. The benefits of joining the Elephant Dojo far surpass what the Red British Alliance can offer."