Chương 76: You brat, you don't know how to give me face

Xiao Ye and the other two came over to say hello, exchanged contact information, and then hurriedly returned to their work posts.

There were simply too many things to deal with. Not only were there many casualties among the imperial personnel, but many civilians also lost their lives in the conflict.

They also need to give a detailed report on the course of events, including what they saw about Zhao Rui.

Night had fallen, the bright moon hung high, and the frost-covered blades howled with a chilling wind. Outside the station, the sirens of ambulances and police cars rose and fell incessantly.

The entire train station was under martial law by heavily armed police, and no one was allowed to enter or leave at will.

All mobile phones and communication devices were collected and managed in a unified manner according to the carriage.

Zhao Rui's is no exception.

After visiting Zheng Huaifeng, he was taken to the station's reception room.

Several officers were already waiting there.

As soon as Zhao Rui arrived, someone came forward to introduce him.

The person in charge was actually the proposer from the Provincial Police Department, a high-ranking official in the government.

"Young Zhao, you're quite a handsome young man. I heard you're a student at Dongqi University?"

Before they arrived, they had already contacted Dongqi University to confirm Zhao Rui's identity.

"Yes, I am a member of the school's martial arts team."

"Oh? From the martial arts team, that's rare, very rare!"

Although those present already knew the truth, they still looked relieved upon hearing his explanation.

Even the worst members of the Dongqi University martial arts team are far superior to ordinary martial artists.

Fortunately, Zhao Rui was there; otherwise, such a sudden incident, which caused a large number of casualties, would have implicated them even if it had nothing to do with them.

"Xiao Zhao, thank you for taking responsibility during such a critical moment..."

The proposal officer praised and encouraged Zhao Rui with a friendly smile, commending him for his composure in the face of danger and his proper handling of the situation, making him a role model for college student martial artists in the new era.

Zhao Rui didn't want the blame, and quickly shifted the credit to Lin Yan and the other police officers, saying that they were the heroes because they fought bravely and drew the main fire.

I was just a follower, doing odd jobs.

We still need the police to protect our country.

The officer was surprised by Zhao Rui's humility and understanding. He asked Zhao Rui several more times before confirming that Zhao Rui truly did not want the credit.

He became even more satisfied.

Although I don't want the credit for it, and there's no need for it, the credit is undeniable and I can't shirk it.

The officer stated that after the matter was resolved, a document would be issued to Dongqi University to commend Zhao Rui.

"Is there a bonus?"

Zhao Rui scratched his head and said somewhat awkwardly, "My clothes are all torn. I'm afraid I won't be able to explain it when I get home."

"Yes, yes, more than enough for you to buy a new outfit."

The officer laughed heartily, saying that the fact that the train hijacking was resolved safely and without causing irreparable damage was already a great achievement.

Even if their merits and demerits cancel each other out, these people can still receive a decent political achievement award.

Bonuses? Those are minor matters.

"Young man, are you interested in working for our police station after graduation?"

The officer said with a smile.

"Sir, I'm only a freshman."

Zhao Rui scratched his head, somewhat embarrassed, and said, "Can I save my answer for my senior year?"

"Haha, okay. I'll save it for you."

The proposing officer was very satisfied with Zhao Rui's answer, offered a few words of encouragement, and then had someone take Zhao Rui away from the reception room.

The ban lasted until after 11 p. m. before Zhao Rui was allowed to leave the station and go home. He said he would try to reduce his involvement in the incident.

This can also be considered a form of protection for him.

As for the cause of the incident, who the kidnappers were demanding the release of, and why they were risking their lives to do such a thing, Zhao Rui knew nothing.

After changing his clothes, Zhao Rui took the police station's car home, where Zhao Jincheng, his wife, and his younger brother Zhao Ke were anxiously waiting for him in the living room.

I breathed a sigh of relief when I saw him return safely.

He hurriedly asked him what had happened on the train, and Zhao Rui, following the official line of account, downplayed the incident and made it a simple criminal case.

"The world is getting more and more chaotic. A while ago, there were several murders in the district, and I heard they were all committed by martial artists. It's making everyone very anxious."

Xue Wenhui said somewhat nervously, "Son, you must protect yourself while you're out there. Don't think that just because you've learned martial arts, you're invincible. Be patient and tolerant in everything you do!"

"Taking a step back opens up a vast expanse; a moment of patience brings calm. Son, your father and mother sent you to learn martial arts not so you could fight and be violent, understand?"

Zhao Jincheng also spoke with great seriousness.

Upon hearing the elders' words, Zhao Rui was immediately embarrassed and felt extremely guilty.

He would never fight or be aggressive with anyone. It's impossible, absolutely impossible. If a fight broke out now, it would result in rivers of blood and corpses strewn everywhere.

The scene was truly spectacular, with drums and gongs beating everywhere...

Ugh, just thinking about that scene made Zhao Rui feel nauseous again.

He quickly made an excuse, ran to the bathroom, washed his face, rinsed his mouth, and silently recited a calming mantra to soothe his mind.

Back in the living room, Zhao Rui deliberately changed the subject, chatting with his family about his experiences at university over the past six months before returning to his bedroom to rest.

The events of the afternoon had been so exhausting that even he was somewhat tired.

Back in the bedroom, I fell into a deep sleep.

The next day, Zhao Rui had a rare full night's sleep and didn't even do his morning exercise.

I slept until the sun was high in the sky.

When he woke up, his parents and younger brother were either at work or at school.

All that was left was a table full of delicious breakfast.

Zhao Rui took a bite of the stir-fried shredded potatoes, and the familiar taste immediately flooded his tongue, awakening a feeling called home.

He stretched and leaned back lazily in his chair, his mind exceptionally calm.

After having a meal and changing his clothes, Zhao Rui rode his bicycle out the door and headed to Jimin Pharmacy.

I must go back to my sect to report during the holidays.

Zhao Rui parked the car next to the familiar black lacquered door, pushed the door open, and stepped into the martial arts hall.

Familiar shouts came from inside, as junior brothers and sisters were diligently practicing their martial arts, throwing punches and kicks.

"Second Brother! I'm back."

Zhao Rui smiled and said to his second senior brother, who was supervising everyone's boxing practice at the front of the hall.

"Zhao Rui? You're on vacation?"

The second senior brother laughed heartily, stepped forward, looked him up and down, and clicked his tongue, saying, "You've gotten stronger, and you've got some meat on your bones too."

"Looks like the food at your school is pretty good!"

"Absolutely! Stir-fry every meal! Master, where's your place?"

Zhao Rui chuckled.

"In the back."

After hearing this, Zhao Rui was about to take a step, preparing to go and pay his respects to his master.

Then the second senior brother laughed and said, "Master has taken on a new disciple, so you're not the youngest anymore."

"Forehead!"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Rui immediately laughed and said, "That's great! Now I'll finally have someone to call me senior brother."

After saying that, he quickly darted into the backyard.

Sure enough, they saw Master Li Cunxin using a small bamboo pole to tap a girl who looked about thirteen or fourteen years old.

"Straighten your arms, bend your knees..."

When Zhao Rui saw this familiar scene, he was immediately reminded of how he was when he first started learning martial arts.

"Master!"

Zhao Rui shouted loudly.

"What are you yelling for? I've seen you before. It's holiday time."

Li Cunxin rolled his eyes and said with a mocking smile.

"Yes, it's a holiday! Master, how have you been lately?"

"Great! Without you good-for-nothing apprentices to annoy me, I'm in excellent health!"

Li Cunxin snorted twice, and when he saw his little apprentice turn her head to look at Zhao Rui, he picked up a bamboo pole and smacked her.

He spat and said, "What are you looking at? Call me senior brother!"

The little girl said in a pitiful, clear voice, "Senior brother!"

"Hey, good boy! I'll teach you a powerful kung fu later!"

Zhao Rui raised an eyebrow. This "senior brother" wasn't the kind he was referring to from the martial arts team.

Crisp and sweet, crisp and sweet, sounds nice.

"Oh, thank you, senior!"

The little girl was overjoyed to hear this.

"Your martial arts skills are excellent! You're still teaching this and that. Why don't you rest for a while?"

After Li Cunxin finished speaking, he put his hands behind his back and slowly walked into the house.

Zhao Rui smiled at his junior sister and followed her inside.

"Why are you back so early? Didn't you go watch the game?"

Li Cunxin crossed his legs, picked up the teapot, took a sip from the spout, smacked his lips twice, and asked.

"My level isn't high enough, so there's no point in me reading this. The main thing is that I miss you."

Zhao Rui chuckled.

"Don't even think about it! Going to university makes me think you've given up on martial arts. Come on, let your master see what you've learned!"

Li Cunxin stood up and, without waiting for Zhao Rui's reply, launched a powerful attack.

"Master, you attacked me from behind!"

As Zhao Rui spoke, his hands did not relax at all. He caught Li Cunxin's palm strike with one hand, and with a push and a pull, he used the Prajna Palm technique.

His strength was immediately dissipated.

Li Cunxin's pupils dilated slightly, and a smile involuntarily appeared on his face: "Again!"

His Cloud Hands Plucking Stars technique was already mastered; its movements were as fluid as an extension of his arm, allowing him to do as he pleased.

Their moves and techniques are no longer bound by fixed routines.

Zhao Rui countered each move with equal skill, his Prajna Palm technique was also masterful, without the slightest error.

After exchanging blows for fifty or sixty moves, Li Cunxin shouted and channeled his inner strength into his palms. Instantly, wisps of true energy emanated from his palms, like clouds and mist on a mountaintop.

"Master, are you serious?"

Zhao Rui was startled and quickly focused his energy, striking out with both palms, colliding with Li Cunxin's palm force.

Instantly, both of them swayed, and bursts of energy shot out from their palms, knocking the teacups off the table and shattering them.

"Good lad! Level seven already?"

Li Cunxin was overjoyed. He never expected that his apprentice, who had only gone to university, would suddenly advance several grades.

"Hmm, level seven!"

Zhao Rui nodded. Level seven was just the level of his internal strength as he outwardly displayed; in reality, his true level was far greater than that.

"It seems that going to university really is useful."

Li Cunxin frowned, seemingly regretting that his previous apprentices hadn't been able to get into university.

After saying that, he glanced at his young apprentice hiding by the door, who was peeking out at him, and shouted loudly, "How are your studies going?"

The junior sister, who was enjoying the melon seeds, didn't expect her master to ask about her studies, and hurriedly stammered, "It's... it's alright!"

"What do you mean by 'okay'?"

Li Cunxin glared at him and said with displeasure, "You'll be taking extra classes with your senior during winter break!"

"what!"

"what!"

Zhao Rui and his junior sister shouted it out in unison.

"Oh, what! You two keep chatting, I'll go tell your mistress to cook extra dishes for lunch!"

After Li Cunxin finished speaking, he put his hands behind his back and walked towards the side hall of the inner courtyard.

After passing through the door and turning the corner, he quickly pulled his hands out and rubbed them together vigorously, angrily saying, "You brat, you don't know how to give me any face!"

"However, her strength has improved so quickly!"

"It seems that Lao Liu is the kind of person who has been accumulating knowledge and experience for a long time, and I have been pushing him a bit too hard."

Li Cunxin muttered to himself as he stepped into the side hall.

In the hall, Zhao Rui chatted idly while he and his junior sister picked up a broom and cleaned up the broken teacups.

The junior sister's surname is Xia, and her name is Xia Siyun. She is only in the second year of junior high school this year. She is at the second level of martial arts and has good talent. She is at least stronger than Zhao Rui and the others.

"Senior brother, you're amazing! I feel like you're much stronger than the other senior brothers. They wouldn't dare to fight Master like this."

"Furthermore, I heard that you are a student at Dongqi University."

Xia Siyun looked at Zhao Rui with admiration, her delicate eyes almost curving into crescents.

"You can also practice diligently with your master."

"Really? I'll definitely do my best!"

The little girl's eyes shone brightly, and she unconsciously clenched her slender fist, full of enthusiasm.

Zhao Rui's arrival, especially his great improvement in martial arts, made Li Cunxin very happy, and he specially called over all his other disciples.

We had a lively family reunion dinner at noon.

When the other senior students heard that Zhao Rui had already reached level seven, they were all dumbfounded and incredulous.

The eldest brother, who had practiced the longest among them, was only at level eight, while Zhao Rui was already almost catching up with him.

"University is such a wonderful place!"

Everyone couldn't help but sigh in unison.

For martial arts school disciples who are not students, their life path is basically set. If they want to improve further, they can only rely on years of hard work and perseverance to gradually increase their skills.

They are far inferior to martial arts students like Zhao Rui, who have professional grandmaster-level experts to guide them, and profound martial arts to overcome obstacles and hone their competitive skills.

In truth, Zhao Rui and his fellow disciples were no different from other disciples of the same sect; they were all elites among elites.

"You're hopeless; you should focus on raising the next generation!"

After Li Cunxin finished speaking, he affectionately picked up a chicken leg and placed it on his granddaughter Xin'er's plate.

Everyone pursed their lips, not daring to refute.

……

Zhao Rui stayed at Jimin Pharmacy until after 3 p. m. before leaving on his bicycle.

Before he could even get home, Yang Fan called.

"Luo Min has advanced!"

Yang Fan said with a hint of excitement that after his vacation, he did not return to Lincheng, but instead went to the martial arts competition venue in his city to watch the competition.

He attended a third-tier university in a city in Dongqi Province, and he didn't study martial arts properly; he just wanted to get a diploma.

Although he couldn't make further progress in martial arts, his love for excitement remained unchanged.

Before the holiday even started, I made plans with my college classmates to go watch the game live.

Of course, I called Zhao Rui to talk about it, but Zhao Rui wasn't interested.

"Oh, I know that, what's the big deal?"

Zhao Rui laughed and said that Qin Rui and the others would tell him about the competition every day, and he knew immediately when Luo Min advanced.

"I have to go to Jeju to cheer her on! Are you coming?"

"You're really free. I'm not going. I want to take a vacation and relax."

"No romance at all! I'm not talking to you anymore, I'm going to buy tickets."

Yang Fan hung up the phone after he finished speaking.

(End of this chapter)