Understood, Miss Lin

In his heart, his evaluation of this young man instantly skyrocketed to an extremely terrifying level.

Hiding his brilliance!

This kid had definitely been training since childhood, holding back and never revealing his true strength.

He had been playing everyone for fools!

Such a temperament.

Such restraint.

Paired with that rock-solid, shockingly stable foundation!

Monster!

An absolute monster!

Lin Zhengtian had lived for over half his life and had seen countless so-called prodigies from the capital’s elite families.

But before this eighteen-year-old young man, all those so-called prodigies weren’t even fit to tie his shoes!

“What if he really did break through in three days…”

Lin Zhengtian let this absurd thought flash through his mind, but in an instant, he ruthlessly crushed it himself.

“Impossible!”

“Then I, this War Venerable, might as well go smash my head into a block of tofu!”

Impossible. Absolutely impossible.

As a War Venerable standing at the pinnacle of the Great Xia Empire, Lin Zhengtian’s vision was incredibly broad.

He naturally knew that there indeed existed certain heaven-defying celestial-grade elixirs or some unspeakable heavenly treasures that could cause a person’s blood energy to surge by thousands of points overnight.

But there was one absolutely crucial prerequisite: the body’s carrying capacity!

The intelligence report stated that Su Yu had only 0.8 blood energy value three days ago.

What was a 0.8 physique? In the martial world, it was a thin, fragile balloon ready to pop at a touch!

If the violent energy of a thousand blood energy points were forcibly stuffed into a frail body with a 0.8 physique, the result would be only one—

“Bang!”

Instant death by explosive bodily collapse!

Even hypothetically speaking,

Even if a top-tier War Venerable-level powerhouse, willing to sacrifice his own essence, stood by to desperately protect his heart meridian and forcefully suppress this massive medicinal power within his body, saving his life…

The forcibly infused thousand blood energy points would still be a herd of runaway wild horses!

The power would inevitably be superficial, wildly unstable, and uncontrollable.

Forget about perfect control; even a slight circulation of blood energy would cause his meridians to snap inch by inch, bringing unbearable pain.

Yet, at the moment of their handshake, what had Lin Zhengtian detected?

The thousand blood energy points inside Su Yu were not only heavy as a mountain but also obeyed his will like an extension of his own arm!

That restrained sharpness, that absolute mastery over his own power…

This simply wasn’t something that could be achieved by gulping down pills!

This was a supreme foundation forged only through thousands upon thousands of hours of monotonous, sweat-drenched training, repeated extreme pushing of limits, drop by drop, hammered and tempered time and again!

“Such deep scheming…”

Lin Zhengtian looked at Su Yu’s calm, unruffled young profile and sucked in a cold breath.

He was now one hundred percent certain.

The intelligence was all nonsense!

This eighteen-year-old young man before him must have started his brutal training from the moment he understood the world, but had firmly suppressed his level, outwardly pretending to be a useless cripple with 0.8 blood energy.

A journey of seclusion and hibernation!

Only on the day of the college entrance exam did he emerge like a hidden dragon leaping from the abyss, stunning everyone with a single strike!

Su Yu was a genius of the highest order, with top-tier talent and a mind as deep and unfathomable as the sea.

His future achievements…

Could very well surpass him, a War Venerable!

Thinking of this, Lin Zhengtian’s gaze toward Su Yu now carried an intensely strong sense of admiration.

“Get in the car.”

Lin Zhengtian pulled open the door.

“Let’s go home for a simple meal first. Tomorrow, you can report to school.”

“No need, Uncle Lin.”

Su Yu shook his head, refusing decisively.

“I’ll just find a hotel near the school to stay in.”

“I don’t want to disturb your family reunion.”

He didn’t want to become too entangled with a top-tier clan like this as soon as he arrived in the capital.

Debts of favor were hardest to repay.

Lin Xiaoxiao, hearing this, grew anxious.

She was just about to speak.

But Lin Zhengtian smiled and waved his hand, stopping his daughter.

“Alright.”

“Young people having their own opinions is a good thing.”

He didn’t insist.

Martial arts geniuses all had their own pride and principles.

He greatly appreciated Su Yu’s attitude of not clinging to power.

Lin Zhengtian leaned against the car door.

He pulled a pack of special-issue cigarettes from his pocket and offered one to Su Yu.

Su Yu declined with a wave.

Lin Zhengtian didn’t mind and lit one for himself.

He took a deep drag.

Exhaled a pale blue smoke ring.

“Su Yu,”

Lin Zhengtian looked at the bustling streets of the capital.

His tone shifted, becoming like that of an ordinary elder neighbor chatting casually with a younger one.

“The capital is a place with deep waters and strong winds.”

“Geniuses are the least valuable thing here.”

“Your talent is extremely high, and your foundation is incredibly solid. Uncle Lin is very optimistic about you.”

Lin Zhengtian flicked off the ash from his cigarette.

His tone turned.

“But.”

“My Xiaoxiao has quite a reputation in the capital.”

“Those young masters from the elite families—for the chance to pursue her, they would wear down the very doorstep of the Capital Martial Arts Academy.”

Lin Zhengtian gave Su Yu a meaningful, half-smiling look.

“Those kids hold resources in their hands that aren’t something you could compare with a place like Jiangcheng.”

“They’ve grown up soaked in medicinal baths, cultivating Earth-grade or even Heaven-grade techniques.”

“Later on at school, you’ll inevitably have to interact with them.”

“The pressure won’t be small.”

Applying pressure, offering motivation.

This was a father’s normal test for a young man close to his daughter.

Su Yu understood.

He looked into Lin Zhengtian’s deep, sharp eyes.

His expression remained calm.

He didn’t make harsh threats or pledge promises.

He simply replied indifferently with a single line.

“In the martial way, one must fight for supremacy.”

Four extremely simple words.

Yet they carried an absolute confidence, as if forged through mountains of corpses and seas of blood!

Lin Zhengtian froze for a moment.

Then—

“Hahaha!”

This War Venerable, whose name shook the entire Great Xia Empire, laughed heartily in the middle of the street, a rare sight.

His laughter made the surrounding air hum with faint sonic booms!

“Good!”

“Well said—In the martial way, one must fight for supremacy!”

Lin Zhengtian reached out and heavily patted Su Yu’s shoulder.

This action used no blood energy.

It was purely an elder’s recognition of a junior.

“Kid, I like you more and more.”

Lin Zhengtian dropped his smile.

His tone turned a bit more serious.

“At the Capital Martial Arts Academy, train hard.”

“Your talent shouldn’t be limited by resources.”

“If you ever lack any pills, techniques, or weapons…”

Lin Zhengtian pointed at Lin Xiaoxiao, who had already blushed bright red.

“Just go directly to Xiaoxiao.”

“Our Lin family—we may not have much else, but we do have plenty of resources.”

“Don’t feel like you owe a favor.”

“On the path of martial arts, what ultimately brings you to the end is strength.”

“When you become powerful, it’s good for Xiaoxiao, good for the Great Xia Empire.”

Full recognition!

A War Venerable had given the most direct promise, right in front of him!

If this had been any other examinee, they would have probably been so excited they’d kneel and kowtow.

But Su Yu knew that all of this was built on his talent.

“Thank you, Uncle Lin.”

“Alright. Xiaoxiao, take Su Yu to the hotel.”

Lin Zhengtian stubbed out his cigarette butt.

“Once he’s settled, come back home early. Your mother is still waiting.”

“Got it!”

Lin Xiaoxiao answered cheerfully.

She took Su Yu’s hand and led him toward a taxi by the roadside.

Lin Zhengtian stood where he was.

Watching the two figures walk away.

A sharp gleam flashed in the depths of his eyes.

Inside the taxi,

Lin Xiaoxiao sat beside Su Yu.

Excited like a chattering little sparrow.

“Hey, Su Yu!”

“My dad actually praised you just now!”

“Do you realize? My dad is a War Venerable! He usually doesn’t even lift an eyelid at those prodigies from the capital!”

“He actually told you to come directly to me if you need resources!”

Lin Xiaoxiao poked Su Yu’s arm.

Her face was full of pride.

“So, see? Isn’t it great that you call me sister now?”

Su Yu gazed at the bustling streets of the capital whizzing past outside the window.

Skyscrapers soared into the clouds.

Occasionally, powerful warriors riding flying beasts streaked across the sky.

This place.

It’s the martial arts center of the Great Xia Nation.

A true arena of blood and steel.

Su Yu withdrew his gaze.

He glanced at the girl beside him, her face brimming with expectation.

A trace of deeply hidden amusement flickered in his profound eyes.

“I know.”

“Miss Lin.”

“Hmph, no sincerity.”

Lin Xiaoxiao pouted, but the smile in her eyes couldn’t be hidden.

The taxi sped down the wide streets.

Heading toward the direction of the Capital First Martial Arts University.

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