I'm Cultivating Immortality While Everyone Else Practices Martial Arts Chapter 12

Chapter 12: Becoming a Martial Artist

Translator: Simple MTL Editor: Simple MTL

Annie didn’t know how to describe her younger brother anymore.

She was only at the peak of the third stage herself.

Was this kind of strength weak in Andrew’s eyes?

In order to not let Andrew be arrogant, Annie said seriously, “Andrew, the path of martial arts is not as simple as you think. I don’t know why you suddenly have such powerful strength…

“But you must remember that this is only the beginning. Above the third stage, there are still the middle stages!

“Beyond that, there is the Grandmaster realm or even the Ultimate realm. That is the peak of human combat strength and also the core strength to protect humans against demon beasts!”

After saying that, Annie sat back on the sofa and looked at Andrew with a smile.

“Andrew, I am delighted that you can become a martial artist. But what are your plans next?”

“Plans?” Andrew Thought for a moment and said, “I want to go to the Stanford University!”

“No problem.”

Annie patted her chest. “With your strength, not to mention the Stanford University, even Harvard and Ma.s.sachusetts will accept you with open arms. I’ll help you contact them.”

Annie took out her cell phone and dialed a number. After chatting for a while, she said to Andrew, “Now that it’s close to the entrance exam, the admissions offices of all the universities are moving around, trying to find some good seedlings.

“I’ve already helped you contact the person-in-charge of Stanford University’s martial arts department. He’ll be here within a week. As long as you pa.s.s the exam, you can be admitted into the university ahead of time.”

Andrew heaved a sigh of relief and sat on the sofa. “Stanford is among the top five. There must be a lot of experts there.”

In his heart, he silently estimated.

If he defeated a second-grade martial artist, he would receive 5 strengthening points.

If he defeated a third-grade martial artist, he would receive 10 strengthening points…

What about a fourth-grade martial artist?

If he defeated a Grandmaster or an Ultimate powerhouse, how many strengthening points would he get?

…

After lunch.

Annie had something to attend to, so she left first.

Before leaving, though, she didn’t forget to remind him, “Andrew, I have something to attend to at school. I’ll probably be back tomorrow night. The blade is in my bedroom. You don’t have a Martial Artist Card yet, so don’t bring it on the street.”

“Martial Artist Card?”

Andrew went to the bedroom, turned on the computer, and logged into the warrior forum.

After entering a few search terms, he found a post that talked about the specific process of the martial artist a.s.sessment.

“Martial Arts Administration?”

“Qi and blood, speed, reaction, and combat skill a.s.sessment…”

Andrew fell into deep thought.

His Qi and blood, speed, and reaction were definitely not a problem.

But what was this combat skill?

He had never seen a warrior’s battle skill before, nor had he seen the few teachers using it.

“My Nine-layered Thunder Blade is considered a relatively low-level immortal cultivation technique. If I disguise it, it should be able to be used as a battle skill to fool them.”

He found the B-grade metal battle blade and brought it out of the apartment. Andrew then stopped a taxi and sat inside. “Master, go to the Martial Arts Administration Bureau.”

Since he couldn’t bring a weapon on the streets without a license, then he would take a test.

…

At the same time, a video was going viral on the Internet.

Someone had taken a video of Andrew slapping Professor Reagan of Okun University and posted it on the Internet.

Soon, many universities found this video.

“Interesting.”

In the Martial Arts Department of Was.h.i.+ngton University, a middle-aged martial artist finished watching the video and put his phone aside. “This kid’s explosive power is definitely not weaker than peak third stage. Moreover… he seems to have gone through the bone-quenching twice.”

The middle-aged man picked up his phone and made a call. “Go to Boston and investigate a high school student named Andrew Doyle.”

The other top universities also received the news.

After the persons in charge watched the video, they all sent people to Boston, wanting to talk to Andrew.

However, Andrew didn’t know about these things.

At this time, he had arrived at the Boston Martial Arts Administration Bureau. He was stopped by a staff member at the front desk.

“You want to take the Martial Artist Card test?”

The staff member looked at Andrew with a smile.

Although Andrew was very tall, looking at his young face, one could guess that he was not old.

“Little brother, how old are you this year? Do you know that it is tough to pa.s.s the test? Even some prospective fighters have to work hard for one or two years to be confident.”

Andrew nodded and answered seriously, “Of course I know.”

“I think my Qi and blood, speed, and reaction are all fine. It’s just that my battle technique is a little weak.

“After all, I’ve only practiced it for one night and haven’t had the chance to try it out yet.”

The staff at the front desk was amused by Andrew’s words.

“Little brother, the Martial Artist Card test is not a joke. Think about it again.”

“There’s no need to think about it. I want to pa.s.s the exam today.”

“Alright. Fill in your personal information and pay the 500 a.s.sessment fee.”

The staff member handed over a form and added, “Whether you pa.s.s or not, we won’t refund the a.s.sessment fee.”

“500?”

Andrew’s face darkened.

So expensive!

His pocket money was only 500, and he had to spend it all in one go.

But thinking that he would pay the fee sooner or later, he bore the pain and handed the a.s.sessment fee to the receptionist.