Coral was stunned: “You... Even though your level-two martial artist strength meets the youth group registration standard, if a level-two martial artist goes up there, isn’t that just cannon fodder? In a whole province, talents are everywhere—who among the top ten hasn’t already mastered Dan Jin?”

　　“Results aren’t the main point. As long as I can gain some real combat experience and spar with a lot of Hua Jin experts, or even Dan Jin masters, I’ll be satisfied.”

　　Grace Thompson said sincerely.

　　On Blue Star, such opportunities are too rare.

　　But in this world, it happens every three years!

　　Every three years, you can spar with Dan Jin masters and Gang Jin grandmasters, experiencing the wonders of Dan Jin and Gang Jin...

　　Just thinking about it is exciting.

　　I really wonder, when Dan Jin bursts into the body and the bones resonate with a booming sound, what kind of beautiful sound that will be.

　　For a moment, an expectant smile appeared on his face.

　　“Old Li, stay calm, don’t get reckless.”

　　Beside him, Benjamin Sullivan quickly said, “Every martial arts tournament invites famous martial artists and uses star artifacts to ensure safety, but there are still death quotas. I remember last Jiangzhou tournament, three died and nine were crippled.”

　　“That’s only twelve in total, isn’t it?”

　　Grace Thompson said with a smile, “Millions die in car accidents every year—does that mean we stop driving? Besides, for martial artists, how can you not get hurt?”

　　“Well...”

　　Benjamin Sullivan didn’t know what to say.

　　“Just gaining real combat experience isn’t too dangerous. Besides, with Grace Thompson’s talent and growth rate, he might stand out in the Jiangzhou tournament before thirty-six. Entering early is just accumulating experience for the future.”

　　Coral was quite supportive.

　　“I’ll cheer for you when the time comes.”

　　Jessica Harris smiled at Grace Thompson.

　　Grace Thompson nodded.

　　At this moment, the dishes arrived, and everyone ended the topic.

　　After finishing the meal, Grace Thompson and Coral were about to go upstairs to the martial arts school, and Jessica Harris followed them.

　　Benjamin Sullivan continued to accompany his girlfriend shopping and to the movies.

　　The two walked for a while before Ashley Turner suddenly asked, “Just now, that Miss Coral said Grace Thompson might stand out in the Jiangzhou tournament before thirty-six—is that true?”

　　“Even if there’s some exaggeration, it can’t be far off.”

　　Benjamin Sullivan said with some emotion, “Honestly, a month ago, my uncle said he’d developed Jin, and I was shocked. Once someone develops Jin and gets a martial artist certificate, their income in related fields won’t be any less than a Hanyang University graduate, right? And today, he’s already going for the level-two title...”

　　The Taibai Kingdom is a bit better.

　　Located in the center of the Tianyuan Federation, apart from Death Valley and Shadow Forest, there aren’t many dangerous places. People live in peace and comfort. Although everyone knows Starforgers are prestigious, as for martial artists who supplement and assist Starforgers...

　　Their status advantage hasn’t really shown.

　　But in countries with more terrifying danger zones inside or nearby, every martial artist—especially those willing to scout dangerous places for Starforgers—can enjoy almost heroic treatment.

　　Some Starforgers are very respectful toward them.

　　In academia, entertainment, and even business, there’s no comparison to the martial arts world.

　　The title of assistant martial artist is more useful than an associate professor’s.

　　Getting a mid-level martial artist title brings tax reductions, exemptions, and even state subsidies.

　　“That friend of yours is really short-sighted. Just listening to some rumors, she missed such a great opportunity for nothing.”

　　Benjamin Sullivan sneered, “Just wait, she’ll regret it in the future.”

　　“I won’t associate with her anymore.”

　　Ashley Turner said immediately.

　　“Don’t. I still want to see how dumbfounded she’ll be when Old Li really becomes famous.”

　　Benjamin Sullivan laughed, “What can I say, your boyfriend is just that petty.”

Chapter 7: Endorsement

　　Canglong City Martial Arts Association.

　　During the semi-annual martial artist assessment, the place was packed.

　　Although there weren’t many examinees, almost every one was accompanied by family.

　　Plus, with only one exam every six months and only one test site in all of Canglong City, the area outside the Martial Arts Association was already jam-packed.

　　“Old Li, I’ll drop you off here.”

　　A few hundred meters from the Martial Arts Association, Benjamin Sullivan had to stop his beloved car.

　　It was completely blocked—no way to move forward.

　　“Thanks.”

　　Grace Thompson said with a smile.

　　He didn’t say he could have just biked over.

　　Benjamin Sullivan driving him was already a gesture of goodwill.

　　“Good luck, you have to make it! When you get your certificate, send me a photo so I can post it on my Moments.”

　　Benjamin Sullivan said, waving vigorously, “Even the president of Hanyang University’s martial arts club hasn’t passed the level-two exam. With a level-two martial artist as my buddy, won’t I be the boss at Hanyang University?”

　　Grace Thompson waved back.

　　Then, following the crowd, he headed unhurriedly toward the Martial Arts Association.

　　Canglong City Martial Arts Association president Madeline Scott was a Gang Jin grandmaster.

　　But already past sixty, his health wasn’t what it used to be. He probably couldn’t even match some masters who had fully mastered Dan Jin. The real backbone of the association were the few vice presidents who had achieved Bao Dan.