You Have Science, I Have Martial Arts-Chapter 661 - 291: I Came to Learn Martial Arts, but You’re Teaching Successology? (Part 3)

"Imperial University really is a great place to milk benefits."

Ye Qingzhou once again sighed in his heart, thinking about how hard he had worked to explore, while others easily reaped the rewards.

Martial techniques do require a martial artist to practice diligently, but martial dao theory does not; as long as you can learn the ideas others have carefully thought out, they can become yours.

In this era of widespread smartphone usage, anything that becomes trendy can spread rapidly, and what's happened on the sports field quickly became known throughout the school.

As the Hidden Dragon List's number one and the reigning champion of two consecutive National Martial Competitions, Ye Qingzhou was already well-known. After showing off on the training field, he became a hot topic among new students at Imperial University, attracting everyone's attention.

At 3 p.m., in Building 4.

Ye Qingzhou arrived in the classroom on time. Even though they had undergone military training together for ten days, he still didn't socialize much with his classmates, so he sat in a corner at the back.

Unfortunately, though he wanted to keep a low profile, his every move was closely watched, especially by the five girls from Class 2, all of whom curiously sized up the rumored figure of Ye Qingzhou.

Martial artists, as a rule, are not ugly, especially the women, who often have full, lively physiques, exuding beauty that is pleasing to the eye.

Not to mention that there are only five girls in the class, with the remaining thirty-one being boys, clearly a case of many wolves and few sheep, leading to Ye Qingzhou feeling over ten faint, indistinct hostilities directed at him.

"The taller the tree, the more it catches the wind."

Ye Qingzhou shook his head and sighed, but he didn't pay much mind; he had already made peace with his overly outstanding life.

What followed was the adviser, Molly, coming up to explain some important points and then distributing campus cards to everyone.

Next was the election for class officers, which was by self-nomination.

During this, Advisor Molly's gaze frequently flickered towards Ye Qingzhou in the corner, clearly wanting him to volunteer as class president.

But Ye Qingzhou was most afraid of trouble, so he avoided it whenever possible.

Though being class president had its perks, those benefits held little value for Ye Qingzhou; he preferred to spend his time on cultivation.

Eventually, a girl named Wu Xiaoyan ran for and won the role of class president. She was lively and attractive, undisputedly the top among the class's "Five Golden Flowers," and easily garnered the support of all the boys.

The rest of the positions were quickly filled.

Half an hour later, Ye Qingzhou carried his books back to the dormitory building.

Then, he went out for training again. Three students from the same floor came to visit twice, but couldn't find Ye Qingzhou, and wondered if this guy on the first floor must be with his girlfriend.

Each was filled with envy, lamenting that getting into Imperial University meant having a winner's life template, only to find there are always those even more ahead, others from beyond their reach.

You're working with the standard template, while some people essentially hack the game.

"He's definitely with his girlfriend, isn't he?"

"Definitely, I saw his girlfriend at the training field before, and gosh, she's quite the sight. If it were me, I'd have no interest in training at all."

"So frustrating, it seems the girls in the class are paying attention to him, too. It's just too unfair, isn't it?"

"Ah, the world just isn't fair. This year, over thirteen million people took the college entrance exam, but only a little over four thousand made it into Imperial University, barely more than one in three thousand. We're already geniuses among thousands, but there are those who are talents selected from tens of millions, incomparable."

The moment he got his campus card, Ye Qingzhou headed straight for the training facilities. 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞

Imperial University has so many training facilities, and Ye Qingzhou planned to try them all over the next couple of days.

During his experience, Ye Qingzhou was interrupted once by a call from the adviser.

"Ye Qingzhou, I heard from Director Liao that you're planning to join this year's Fighting Club recruitment, right?"

Ye Qingzhou replied, "Yes... Teacher Mo."

The adviser's call was simple, just to assure Ye Qingzhou to prepare confidently and to let her know if there was anything he needed help with.

Each year's Fighting Club recruitment and school team selection is akin to a school sports meeting, attracting significant attention.

The more students who make the team from the Martial Arts System's four classes, the greater the rewards the adviser receives.

Since Ye Qingzhou was already number one on the Hidden Dragon List, having shown his strength early on, surpassing even the second team captain, Advisor Molly naturally provided some conveniences.

The club recruitment began on September 5 and continued for five days.

Ye Qingzhou planned to sign up after the event on Saturday, taking the day when there were no classes to claim his rewards first thing, a benefit worth seizing.

The first to select from the rare treasures always gets the items they most desire, while latecomers can only pick from the leftovers.

On Friday, Class 1 of the Martial Arts System only had lessons in the third and fourth periods, focusing on the professional lecture in Primordial Qi Study, a subject Ye Qingzhou had been eager to attend.

Primordial Qi, with its mystical energy, even after being studied by various Blue Star countries for so long, remains incompletely understood by humans.

The traits displayed by even single-attribute primordial qi present a topic of endless research, not to mention the combined usage of different attributes.

However, the Friday primordial qi lecture left Ye Qingzhou feeling frustrated. Despite being a professional class, the old professor teaching it, with his full head of white hair, was the weakest kind of phony master in terms of cultivation.

This could still be tolerable if he made up for the lack of strength with rich theoretical knowledge, but he spent the entire time bragging.

Talking about his achievements, the students he had taught, and finally giving a visionary outlook on the future of the martial dao path…

Ye Qingzhou was extremely displeased.

I'm here to learn the most cutting-edge, advanced martial dao knowledge, not to listen to you rant about success studies!