Realm-Hopping Martial Master-Chapter 426 - 262: Crow’s Nest Gives Birth to a Phoenix! The Meaning of Martial Arts, Breaking through Class Divisions, Everyone is like a Dragon!_2
Even if the idea of establishing the Martial Arts Foundation was sound, once it came into practice, it was certain that the children of the privileged would be the first to receive aid.
Even if he showed ample talent, he expected to be constantly held up at the review stage.
However, it didn’t matter; his parents had already provided him with the best conditions they could offer.
Even without aid from the Martial Arts Foundation, he was determined to work his hardest and succeed in becoming a Martial Artist during his high school years!
To earn the martial arts funding so that his father wouldn’t have to work so hard and his mother wouldn’t feel such a strong sense of guilt, thinking she was a burden.
"Oh, Yong, I almost forgot! A couple of days ago, my boss said he got news that our Xinan City is also going to establish a branch of the Martial Arts Foundation. May the Martial God bless us, may the Martial God bless us, our Yong must be selected..."
Luo Da’an’s voice grew softer and softer as he clasped his hands together, praying silently.
Luo Yong smiled at his somewhat superstitious father. He was about to leave for the nearby park to practice his horse stance when a sudden knock came at the front door.
KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK...
"Who is it?"
The knocking interrupted Luo Da’an’s thoughts. He muttered, turning around, then immediately stood up to open the door.
After his wife fell ill, he had sold the family house and rented in the urban village. They didn’t have any good connections, so who could be knocking at their door today?
When he opened the door, he saw a man in a formal suit and leather shoes. Behind this man stood a burly figure exuding the power of Qi Blood, carrying a large suitcase and looking like a bodyguard.
"Excuse me, is this Luo Yong’s home?"
"Yes, who are you?"
Having struggled in society for many years, Luo Da’an instantly recognized the visitors as city elites. They certainly didn’t look like residents of an urban village.
Could it be that they had something to ask him? Or perhaps his son had done something at school?
Luo Da’an stood at the doorway. He didn’t want to invite the visitors inside without knowing their identities. Furthermore, the environment of the urban village was too poor. If they were indeed important guests, inviting them inside might be considered offensive, so it was better to talk outside.
But this also had a downside.
Since it was the weekend, there were more residents in the urban village than usual.
The appearance of the man in the suit and his bodyguard instantly attracted a crowd of onlookers from the nearby area.
Some were craning their necks, eager to watch the unfolding scene.
Others were whispering to each other, seemingly discussing something in low voices.
"Let me introduce myself. I am Zhou Ping, a dedicated staff member of the Xinan City Martial Arts Foundation."
"According to our investigation, your son, Luo Yong from Xinan First High School, meets the requirements for civilian student aid. I am here today to sign a contract with you and facilitate this aid."
As Zhou Ping finished speaking, Luo Da’an, who was somewhat stooped, suddenly trembled. His eyes filled with a disbelieving joy he hardly dared to embrace.
He hadn’t expected the Martial Arts Foundation to find them so soon. His son... If he could receive aid from the Martial Arts Foundation, perhaps he could indeed become a Martial Artist in high school. If so, there might still be hope for his child’s mother.
He swallowed hard but could not utter a word. He had never practiced martial arts; he was just an ordinary middle-aged man, with nothing of significance to contribute. He turned his head and saw his son take two steps forward, standing in the sunlight.
The radiant morning light shone on his tall frame, nearly six feet in height.
Luo Yong clenched his fists tightly, his heart racing with an excitement that surpassed even what he felt when first admitted to the top school.
"I am Luo Yong... What must I offer? For example, working for the Martial Arts Foundation in the future, serving the Martial God... Or is this aid a temporary loan that needs to be repaid later?"
Luo Yong forcefully suppressed the surging excitement in his heart and asked carefully.
Even if he had to repay it with interest, he would agree. His most urgent need now was to become a Martial Artist, to gain the ability to save his mother!
"There’s no need. The Martial God has said that our Martial Arts Foundation was established with only one purpose: ’All People Like Dragons.’"
"And this step must start with the youth. For if the youth are strong, the nation is strong; if the youth are wise, the nation is wise."
"Anyone over fifteen years old who has reached Qi Blood Sensing has a chance to receive assistance. If there truly is a requirement, the Martial God does have one: that in the future, if you truly rise to power, you must treat others just as he treats you today."
Zhou Ping’s voice was sonorous. As a dedicated staff member of the Martial Arts Foundation, he understood its underlying philosophy more deeply, and the more he understood, the more immersed he became.
In his eyes, Jiang Shu, the Martial God, was like a Saint descended from heaven, a once-in-a-millennium presence. Being able to work for such an organization was truly the honor of his lifetime. He would treat this job as a Supreme cause, approaching it with utmost devotion.
"Luo Yong, you must promptly report all your martial arts progress to me so I can record it. If there is anything lacking—or any martial arts resources you need—you can also tell me, and I can apply for them from the Martial Arts Foundation."
"Beyond that, you don’t need to do anything special; just continue your martial arts training as usual."
"Now, regarding the benefits. We will provide the sustenance allowance, typically reserved for Martial Artists, in advance. You will receive ten thousand a month for your usual expenses. Of course, if you have other uses for it, we won’t interfere."
Zhou Ping said this and deliberately paused, placing emphasis on the words "other uses."
He had come prepared, with a clear understanding of the Luo Family’s situation, including the seriously ill mother at home. With this monthly assistance of ten thousand, Luo’s mother might be able to leave the hospital sooner.
"You’ll receive a sufficient supply of First-Rank exotic beast meat each month. You can also apply for one First-Rank Heaven and Earth Treasure Medicine monthly. If your training progresses rapidly, you may apply for an additional one."
"Our Martial Arts Foundation in Xinan City has a Grandmaster in residence. There are also eight Second-Stage Martial Artists and sixteen First-Stage Martial Artists serving as mentors to answer questions. You can go to them with any inquiries."
"The Martial Arts Foundation also has ten Martial Artist sleep pods. Naturally, these are scarcer resources compared to exotic beast meat and Heaven and Earth Treasure Medicines. Therefore, Luo Yong, you will be allocated one use per week. If you can advance from Qi Blood Transport to the grand circulation of Qi Blood throughout your body within a month, your weekly usage will be increased by one."
"This continues until you become a Martial Artist. Once you succeed, our Martial Arts Foundation will award you a generous gift based on your performance. For instance, if you become a Martial Artist at sixteen, we can directly grant you three years of usage rights for the Martial Artist sleep pod."
"A reward of one million Xia Country currency, an apartment in Xinan City..."
Zhou Ping spoke at a measured pace, his voice calm, yet each word he uttered made the onlookers stiffen and stare at Luo Da’an and Luo Yong in disbelief.
This was not just pie in the sky. Once Luo Yong became a Martial Artist, the Martial Arts Foundation truly could spend a fortune! Luo Da’an, who had moved to the urban village three years ago, never anticipated that today his luck would genuinely turn—that a phoenix would hatch in a crow’s nest!
"I’ve finished outlining the terms. If they are acceptable to you, please sign here. I will be your point of contact going forward."
Zhou Ping took an agreement from his briefcase and handed it to Luo Yong.
After watching Luo Yong pick up the pen and neatly sign his name, Zhou Ping turned around. At his signal, the bodyguard finally opened the suitcase, revealing three First-Rank Heaven and Earth Treasure Medicines inside.
"Of these three Heaven and Earth Treasure Medicines, two can bolster Qi Blood, and the third can restore Qi Blood. This last one may be beneficial for your mother’s illness..."
"Brother Zhou... Thank you!"
Looking at those ginsengs that seemed to radiate a treasure-like glow, Luo Yong felt that, in the next moment, he would be willing to do anything asked of him.
"No need to thank me. If you want to give thanks, thank Jiang Wushen. And the best way to thank Jiang Wushen is to diligently practice martial arts—to implement Jiang Wushen’s will in the future, break the class barriers, so that ’All People Like Dragons’ can be achieved."
With that, Zhou Ping couldn’t help but pat Luo Yong on the shoulder. "Keep it up," he said softly.
"Yes!"
Luo Yong took the suitcase, tears welling in his eyes as he watched Zhou Ping turn and leave without lingering.
He had always admired and revered Jiang Wushen. But he always felt that Jiang Wushen was far too distant from them, as if belonging to two different worlds. But now, with the advent of the Martial Arts Foundation and Zhou Ping’s visit, he realized that Jiang Wushen had been paying attention to them all along. Breaking class barriers. ’All People Like Dragons.’ That is the true significance of the emergence of Martial Arts!
