CHAPTER 79: CHAPTER 72 MARTIAL ARTS DIRECTOR

Zhou Leng’s profound palm power snapped Zhang Bojun’s wrist. Then, he converted his fist into an elbow and launched a storm-like barrage before retreating.

The True Qi was still present, but his stamina was insufficient.

As Zhou Leng slowly walked to recover his strength, he fixed his gaze on Zhang Bojun like a wolf.

At this moment, everyone understood that Zhou Leng’s previous retreat was both to conserve energy and to lure the enemy in.

The battle line can lie as well.

Xue Tongming whispered to Xue Chengsong, "Everyone has habitual combat behaviors. It’s rare to see masters who make almost no unnecessary movements. Zhou Leng must have observed this person’s blocking habit and then used a deceptive cultivation technique to wound his wrist with his palm technique."

"Yes, masters’ moves are particularly clean and neat," Xue Chengsong sighed, for Zhang Bojun and for himself.

With his right wrist injured, Zhang Bojun completely lost his ability for a comprehensive attack and could only use his left hand and both legs to attack.

Zhou Leng exploited the weakness in his defense on the right side, attacking repeatedly.

In just over ten exchanges, Zhang Bojun’s right arm, right shoulder, right chest, right abdomen, and even right waist were covered with scars.

Slowly, Zhang Bojun’s body began to lose balance.

Zhou Leng seized the moment as his True Qi resurged, advancing with full force.

In the end, he struck Zhou Leng’s jaw with formidable palm power, shattering his jaw.

Zhang Bojun’s eyes rolled back as he fainted and fell to the ground.

The referee rushed over, raising Zhou Leng’s arm high and shouting, "The first battle of the Blood Transport Early Stage, Zhou Leng, a sweeping victory! Let’s cheer for Zhou Leng!"

"Zhou Leng!"

Hundreds of spectators shouted Zhou Leng’s name in unison.

The seats near Tian Wenhua fell silent.

Some people glanced at Tian Wenhua secretly.

Not only must they give Zhou Leng an additional 550,000 worth of pills, but the key issue is the opponent’s rising momentum.

This is extremely unfavorable for the upcoming Blood Transport Middle and Late Stage battles.

If the opponent wins the Middle Stage battle in one go, there’s no need to compete further in the Late Stage, and the pills will be directly compensated.

Zhou Leng walked off the stage, bloodied.

A sweeping victory is powerful, but the opponent is not a wooden figure. The opponent’s strength and True Qi landed on him, causing injuries as well.

Xu Qingjin was the first to run over, carefully wiping Zhou Leng’s wounds and applying medicine.

The team doctor looked and saw only minor injuries, too lazy to bother.

"How is it, does it hurt?" Xu Qingjin asked softly.

"These wounds are nothing."

As Xu Qingjin tended to the wounds, she muttered quietly, "If only we could acquire the Odd Body of the Steel Dwarves, their Steel Skin is said to be the best in the Ten Realms, surpassing even the defense of the Giant Dragon."

"If I recall correctly, no more than ten humans have obtained the Odd Body of Steel Skin in recent years."

"Stop talking; it’ll affect your wounds." Xu Qingjin meticulously cleaned Zhou Leng’s wounds.

"Mm."

Not far away, Wei Hong whispered, "Tsk tsk, so attentive, is this Xu Qingjin a motherly type?"

Feng Wenhao said, "They grew up together, and before the college entrance exam, they were shy, but naturally became close again after. Whether Xu Qingjin is motherly or not we don’t know, but her mom has always liked Zhou Leng and really wants to be his mother."

Classmates gradually gathered around Zhou Leng, chatting quietly.

The second fight was equally exciting, but few classmates cared anymore.

The young man sitting high up glanced at Zhou Leng and smiled faintly.

"Not bad."

After speaking, he turned and left, heading towards the side door.

The two side doors were not electronic but ordinary iron doors.

Even though they were closed, as he approached, Qi Force emanated, and the doors parted to the sides.

He stepped through the side door, and a strong gust of wind arose, forming an invisible pulling force.

The side doors closed.

In the path of the Innate, the myriad doors open.

The second battle went exactly as Tian Wenhua’s side feared.

The three people on Zhou Leng’s side were invigorated, driven not only by wealth but also by Zhou Leng’s ferocity.

The three fought in succession, each fierce, ultimately securing victory with two serious injuries and one minor injury.

The entire venue cheered once again, as Zhou Leng’s side achieved a complete victory in the Nine Blood Transport Battles.

The losing side not only had to pay the agreed-upon pills but also cover the full medical expenses.

Tian Wenhua remained expressionless as he called someone to fetch the pills.

Yan Fenggang’s face was ashen because he had to pay half the cost of pills and medical expenses for this fight.

"Big brother, are we just letting it go like this?" Yan Fenggang whispered.

Tian Wenhua glanced at Yan Fenggang and said, "Did you forget the Martial Guard Bureau’s warning?"

"But... we can leave no traces."

"Did you notice Xue Tongming got up and met that person?"

"That seemed to be the case; it was far and dark there, I couldn’t see who it was."

"When he exited through the side door, I recognized him from the profile. Who do you think could make Xue Tongming nod and bow, especially at such a young age, and with the myriad doors open?"

"The myriad doors open, young... could it be that person?" Yan Fenggang muttered.

Tian Wenhua patted Yan Fenggang and said, "Lose the person but not the battle. We lost this time, but we will win next time."

Yan Fenggang nodded helplessly, then asked, "Over at Leopard Brother’s side, is there anything I need to do?"

"Put it in the mortuary for now, just wait for Chengchang to come back."

"Sigh... Chengchang is in his sophomore year now, right?"

"Yeah."

"Let’s hope his Demon City trial ends soon. If he misses the first seven days..." Yan Fenggang glanced at Tian Wenhua secretly.

Tian Wenhua’s eyes pierced through the octagon, falling on the crowd across.

The crowd surrounded Zhou Leng, celebrating together.

In no time, Tian Wenhua’s men delivered pills and handled medical expenses through the Martial Arts Dojo.

Feng Wenhao whispered, "One basic Replenishing Essence Pill, five strings of three Replenishing Essence Pills, plus tenfold Great Nourishing Pills, we’ve won big."

Wei Hong followed along with the calculations, "Basic appearance fee 5000, victory in three battles, totaling 90,000. Later, Boss Xue magnanimously added 30,000 for an extra win, and another 30,000 for the final victory, making it 120,000. Plus 10,000 for medical expenses, it’s a total of 225,000."

Feng Wenhao said, "Good gracious, that’s faster than robbing."

"This is traded with life. Look at those guys on the other side; they’re truly miserable."

"That’s true, if you’re bedridden for a year, the loss would be more than a million..."

"However, it seems the happiest person is Boss Xue, not sure why."

"For bosses at their level, sometimes holding their ground is more important."

"It can’t just be about pride, probably involves contention over resources—common among Pioneer Companies."

After the settlement, Xue Tongming and Li Linhan brought Zhou Leng to meet with Tian Wenhua.

Tu Rong and Jiang Yan respectfully offered tea, kneeling on one knee, handing it to Zhou Leng.

Zhou Leng drank it in one gulp, saying, "Let’s hope that from now on, we turn hostility into friendship, no more conflicts."

"No more conflicts," Tu Rong and Jiang Yan said in unison, with their heads bowed.

"Good! Brother Hu is straightforward!" Xue Tongming clasped his fists towards Tian Wenhua.

Tian Wenhua nodded, leading the group away.

Xue Tongming smiled and said, "Come on, let’s go to Hongda Restaurant, where a celebration banquet is prepared. Zhou Leng’s classmates, you’re all welcome to join."

"Alright!"

Everyone chatted and laughed, participating in the celebration banquet together.

Hu Yi got dead drunk, repeatedly thanking Zhou Leng, Li Linhan, and Xue Tongming.

After the celebration banquet, Xue Tongming and his son Xue Chengsong sat in the car heading home.

Xue Tongming’s face was flushed with joy.

"This Zhou Leng is remarkable. To be honest, when I got your call that day, I first doubted Zhou Leng was using you."

Xue Chengsong lazily rolled his eyes at his father, saying, "He’s not like that."

"Later, I saw Zhou Leng was worth roping in, and besides, I took a small setback at the Five Tigers then, so I planned to try once. Heh, didn’t expect that person to come."

"He specifically came?"

"Impossible; he just passed by to take a look. Winning this time in front of him, with a clean 3-0 streak, he’ll definitely trust me more in the future."

"Yes, Zhou Leng is indeed a lucky star. Dad, should we consider inviting Zhou Leng to work in our company?" Xue Chengsong asked.

Xue Tongming hesitated for a moment, "Are you suggesting hiring him as a Martial Arts Director?"

"I think he has great potential."

"Do you know how much it costs to hire a Martial Arts Director?"

"A few million, I guess," Xue Chengsong said.

"It’s ten to twenty million a year. Investing that amount in him means I must change the company’s business direction."

Xue Tongming continued, "At least hire him for five years, which means fifty million to even a hundred million. Can you ensure that after five years, he’s worth a hundred million or even more?"

"Looks like our small pioneering companies have a hard time hiring talented geniuses." Xue Chengsong understood what a hundred million meant.

"Good that you understand. He’s weak, hiring means losing money; he’s strong, he’ll just leave us, then what do we do?" Xue Tongming was very rational.

Xue Chengsong said, "Martial Arts Director, divided into Exclusive Directors, Independent Directors, and United Directors, we could hire him as an Independent Director. It doesn’t cost much, two to three million a year, and when he grows, he can help us in situations."

"Are you willing to transfer the money spent on you to him?"

"I can accept splitting it in half," Xue Chengsong said.

Xue Tongming thought for a moment, "When he advances to the Vitality Stage, capable of participating in higher-level battles, I’ll consider hiring him. You should know that Pioneer Companies or Martial Arts Dojos usually only hire Martial Arts Directors at the Vitality Stage and only select geniuses with potential for the Innate."

"At that point, he might not be willing to accept our offer, he’ll only choose a larger Pioneer Company with more opportunities for growth. The essence of a Martial Arts Director is to invest first, profit later, isn’t it?"

Xue Tongming said, "Generally, an Independent Director can sign with three companies; if he’s only at the Vitality Stage, not many would go for him. Besides, if he’s really too strong, we wouldn’t stand a chance."

"Then you can team up with other similar Pioneer Companies to hire him as a United Martial Arts Director. No single company has to spend big money, and when he becomes powerful, he can’t just walk away easily."

"We’ll see," Xue Tongming said.

"You’re the boss, you decide." Xue Chengsong sighed inwardly.

"Anyway, today was a lot of fun," Xue Tongming smiled at his phone, soon humming an old song from years ago.

Xue Chengsong sneaked a video of Xue Tongming humming and sent it to the relatives’ group.

In the evening, Zhou Leng sent Xu Qingjin home and then returned with Li Linhan.

In the middle of the night, Zhou Leng carried the pills straight to the Frost Giant Tree.

After a night’s sleep, feeling refreshed, all wounds healed, leaving only a faint bruise.

For healing, you can always count on Elder Tree.

Zhou Leng placed the pills properly and did a quick tally.

Replenishing Essence Pills, 5 Blood Replenishing Pills, 5 Qi Nourishing Pills, with nearly a hundred Great Nourishing Pills in total.

He then checked his bank account balance and glanced at the time.

September 25th.