Chapter 68: Visitors from the Association

Seeing such a grand spectacle from afar, Qin Zhe could not help but smile bitterly to himself.

Although he was mentally prepared beforehand, looking ahead, there were at least twenty-some reporters swarming around an old and a young man, interviewing them and taking photos, followed by a good number of people carrying video cameras.

Is this a top celebrity arriving, or representatives from the Martial Arts Association?

The two from the Martial Arts Association were very easy to identify, since the reporters had both of them at the center, continuously asking questions and snapping pictures.

Qin Zhe did not pay much attention to the older one, but the younger one made him unable to help taking a few extra glances.

There was no helping it; this person was simply too young.

Judging by his appearance, he was at most twenty-five or twenty-six, and should not have graduated all that long ago.

According to Wang Chongguo's words, both people dispatched by the Martial Arts Association were at the fifth tier.

To reach the peak of martial arts at such a young age, how high must his cultivation talent be?

In fact, not only Qin Zhe, but Li Zongheng and Yu Shuangshuang nearby were equally astonished at this moment.

Immortal cultivators and demonic cultivators could nourish themselves with spirit stones and elevate their capabilities by consuming various spiritual fruits with high spiritual qi content, but martial artists could not.

As a martial artist, if one wanted to improve, they could only do so step by step, and only through bitter training could they advance.

A fifth-tier martial artist of such a young age—even Li Zongheng, who boasted of being a cultivation prodigy, had to admit his inferiority.

Watching the two from the Martial Arts Association approach with a massive entourage of reporters, Li Zongheng stood up.

"You two sit here first. I am in charge of reception today, and shortly I need to take them to meet the president."

With that, he walked out.

As soon as Li Zongheng left, only Qin Zhe and Yu Shuangshuang were left inside the security guard room.

The two stared at each other with wide eyes for a while, and Yu Shuangshuang let out a "hum," turning her head away to ignore the certain someone.

Seeing this, Qin Zhe chuckled inwardly, thinking that this young lady held quite a grudge, and initiated a conversation.

" Weren't you going to film? Why didn't you go out with the president to welcome them?"

Hearing this, Yu Shuangshuang glanced back before speaking with reluctant effort.

"The ones coming from the Martial Arts Association are two fifth-tier experts; a small fry like me has no qualification to go and interact with them. Besides, the minister wants me to film the process of you sparring with them. They've only just arrived, why should I crowd around and make a fuss?"

After saying this, she fluttered her big eyes, peeked at the team of professional reporters outside, and asked.

"The scene outside is a bit exaggerated. Will you be able to hold your ground when you go up on stage later?"

"If I said I can hold my ground, would you believe it?"

Qin Zhe shrugged. On the surface, he looked calm and unconcerned, but in his heart, he was offering various greetings to Wang Chongguo's ancestors.

"Even if you can't hold your ground, you still have to!"

Yu Shuangshuang said, waving her small fist and speaking with a strong sense of collective honor.

"You are currently the top star of our college's martial arts department. Even if you are going to lose, you must lose with style, understand?"

What the hell is a top star?

The academy is not a brothel!

Qin Zhe was left speechless and ignored this silly girl, casting his gaze out the window.

Outside the security guard room, Li Zongheng, who was responsible for the reception, had already walked up to meet them alone.

"A warm welcome to the arrival of the two martial arts seniors. I am Li Zongheng, president of the Haicheng University Student Union, and I am responsible for hosting the two of you this time."

Li Zongheng spoke with gentleness and refinement, turning sideways to make an inviting gesture.

Following his action, twenty-four beautiful etiquette department members waiting on both sides of the main gate also spoke in unison.

"A warm welcome to the two martial arts seniors."

The faintly rehearsed, oriole-like voices were indescribably pleasant to the ear.

Coupled with the breathtaking beauty of these twenty women, quite a few of the accompanying reporters raised their cameras for a frenzy of picture-taking.

Seeing this, the two from the Martial Arts Association exchanged glances, and the older man said with a smile.

"President Li is too polite, and the young ladies have worked hard as well. We are both rough people; there is no need to make such a grand display. I am Bao Guoqiang, a fifth-tier patron of the Martial Arts Association."

"Ling Yu, newly appointed patron of the Martial Arts Association."

The young man spoke, briefly introducing himself.

A newly appointed patron?

That is to say... this person has indeed reached the fifth tier?

Without changing his expression, Li Zongheng quietly sized up Ling Yu.

As the recognized cultivation genius of Haicheng University, he was kind-natured, but not without pride.

Ling Yu's talent was so high, and at such a young age, he was already a patron of the Martial Arts Association. To be honest, it stung him a little bit.

In a few more years, would he himself have the opportunity to advance to the fifth tier?

Thinking to himself, Li Zongheng said to the two.

"Patron Bao, Patron Ling, please follow me. The president has prepared a banquet in the reception room to host you. Regarding the matters of the sparring match, we can discuss it slowly at the banquet."

With that, Li Zongheng looked again at the team of reporters swarming around them.

"My reporter friends, please bear with it for a moment. Shortly, the minister of our school's news department will come to host you all. At that time, she will answer some questions, and afterward, she will take you to the martial arts arena."

"President Li, what about that student named Qin Zhe? Can we interview him in advance?"

A reporter spoke up.

The ones who came this time were all professional reporters from major television stations.

Therefore, once one person spoke, the others stopped chattering and quieted down, waiting for a response.

Seeing that a reporter requested an advance interview, Li Zongheng immediately found it somewhat difficult.

He and Qin Zhe were not very close, but even a blind person could see that the certain someone was afraid of trouble.

Li Zongheng had always been a man of integrity, and without obtaining Qin Zhe's personal consent, he did not know how to respond.

Fortunately, at this moment, a clear and pleasant female voice rang out.

"Reporter friends, please come this way. If you have any questions, feel free to ask me. Please do not hinder President Li from hosting our distinguished guests."

The reporters present were sensible people, and seeing Li Zongheng hesitating and refusing to speak, they immediately understood they had no chance for an advance interview.

Hearing the female voice echo, everyone instinctively looked over.

The person greeting the reporters was naturally Yao Jing.

She stood wearing a sweet smile, dressed in formal attire with an elegant posture, standing in a small garden not far from the main gate.

At a glance, the reporters immediately recognized that she was "professional."

Recalling that Li Zongheng had just mentioned that the person receiving the reporters was the minister of the news department, the reporters did not linger and walked toward the garden one after another.

As the president of the Haicheng University Student Union, Li Zongheng certainly had presence.

However, it was obvious that he could not satisfy the reporting needs of the journalists.

In comparison, Yao Jing looked much more like a spokesperson!

When it came to news hotspots, the key was speed, and one could not dawdle.

Rather than blocking Li Zongheng and refusing to let him leave, securing first-hand information was undoubtedly far more important!

...

Inside the security guard room, Qin Zhe watched Li Zongheng being cornered by reporters and hesitated whether to step forward.

For one thing, hiding was no solution; he would have to face it sooner or later.

For another, Li Zongheng was clearly unaccustomed to handling such a scenario, and delaying the hospitality toward the people from the Martial Arts Association might not be proper.

Seeing that Yao Jing easily relieved Li Zongheng of his predicament, Qin Zhe decided not to go out after all.

In both his past and present lives, he had never interacted with real reporters.

If he really walked out to accept interviews, he might not be able to handle it.

Peering into the distance toward the garden through the window, Qin Zhe could not help but praise inwardly.

When a woman is beautiful, truly whatever she wears looks good.

When Yao Jing was not acting crazy, she possessed even more of a goddess demeanor.

At this moment, wearing professional formal wear rather than ordinary attire, besides having a unique charm, it instantly gave people a pleasing-to-the-eye sensation at first glance.