Prodigies Have Always Walked Unusual Paths; I Won't Follow the Same Current as the Hundred Ships!
Yes.
Su Tu answered honestly.
The Golden Body Art was indeed extraordinary.
Every posture contained countless mysteries, and with Zhou Wuliang personally guiding him, the qi and blood inside Su Tu's body had begun to boil slightly.
But...
Only slightly.
The moment Su Tu said those words, the entire Body-Tempering Room fell silent.
The students watching nearby all sucked in a breath of cold air.
His answer had been short.
But what it meant was terrifying.
A Seventh-Grade Foundation Art...
And he felt nothing?
Did those two things even belong in the same sentence?!
What did a Seventh-Grade Foundation Art represent?
Among the Federation's younger generation, anyone capable of forging their martial arts foundation with a Seventh-Grade Foundation Art was without exception one of the highest-level martial arts prodigies!
Once someone like that fully matured, they would be able to travel among the stars and walk through countless worlds.
The existence of just one such person could establish an undying foundation for an entire family.
Across the Federation's fifteen New Stars and the countless humans scattered among them, only the absolute top handful of prodigies were qualified to forge their foundation with an art of this level.
And yet...
This young man who had never even left the Ancestral Planet felt nothing?
That meant...
Even a Seventh-Grade Foundation Art wasn't good enough for him!
My God... which family produced a monster like this?!
There's no way he's an ordinary person. Maybe some hidden family spent ten thousand years of accumulated resources to raise a prodigy like him!
A Seventh-Grade Foundation Art still isn't enough for him...?
The young geniuses from the great families of the Ancestral Planet and the forces of the New Stars all felt their minds going numb.
Luo Fan and Mo Ya were especially shocked.
They came from the New Stars.
Because of that, they understood better than the others what a Seventh-Grade Foundation Art represented.
And they understood even more clearly what it meant for even a Seventh-Grade Foundation Art to be incapable of forging someone's foundation.
Luo Fan immediately made a decision in his heart.
Someone like him can only be befriended.
He absolutely cannot be offended.
In truth, everyone else had reached almost the exact same conclusion.
When they had first opened their eyes and seen Su Tu being guided through Foundation Arts, some of them had felt a faint trace of disdain.
But before that feeling could even fully form...
It had already been crushed to death.
Compared to everyone's shock, Zhou Wuliang's eyes were now filled with undisguised joy.
He had never expected to pick up such a treasure.
For a brief moment, he even wanted to accept Su Tu as his personal disciple rather than merely a student.
Even Zhou Wuliang, who had traveled across many stars, had only encountered a few prodigies of this level.
And every single one of those people had already risen to dazzling heights within the Federation.
Zhou Wuliang looked at Su Tu with a complicated expression.
Fate truly enjoys playing tricks on people.
I never expected to encounter such a prodigy on the Ancestral Planet.
For various reasons, however, Zhou Wuliang suppressed the thought of accepting Su Tu as his personal disciple.
Then he grabbed Su Tu.
Their figures instantly disappeared from the Body-Tempering Room.
No one nearby even saw how they vanished.
Only Li Hu looked after them with a complicated expression.
Master... are you really going to take out that Foundation Art?
His voice lowered.
The one you brought back from Tian...
But Zhou Wuliang and Su Tu were already gone.
In the next instant, Su Tu found himself back inside the wooden room where he had first met Zhou Wuliang.
It felt like only a moment had passed.
One instant he had been inside the Body-Tempering Room.
The next, he was here.
That speed was beyond anything Su Tu had ever experienced.
Calling it teleportation wouldn't even be an exaggeration.
Zhou Wuliang looked at him seriously.
Little Tu, your innate physical foundation is terrifyingly strong.
Even a Seventh-Grade Foundation Art cannot forge your martial arts foundation.
At present, I no longer possess any ordinary Foundation Art capable of properly guiding you onto the martial path.
He raised two fingers.
So I will give you two choices.
First, I can search for an Eighth-Grade Foundation Art and use it to help you enter martial arts.
Zhou Wuliang's expression became solemn.
But that may take quite some time.
Seventh-Grade Foundation Arts were already extremely rare.
Eighth-Grade Foundation Arts were even more precious.
They could be called Star Treasures.
The meaning was simple.
A treasure valuable enough to exchange for an entire planet.
That alone showed just how precious an Eighth-Grade Foundation Art was.
Even someone with Zhou Wuliang's extraordinary background couldn't casually obtain one.
Su Tu didn't yet fully understand how valuable an Eighth-Grade Foundation Art was.
But from the old man's expression, he could make a rough guess.
More importantly...
There were only three months left until the Martial Arts Exam.
Time was exactly what Su Tu lacked the most.
He had no desire to wait while Zhou Wuliang searched for another Foundation Art.
So he immediately asked,
Teacher, what's the second choice?
Zhou Wuliang looked at him.
The second choice...
He reached into empty space and lightly grasped.
A worn and tattered book suddenly appeared in his hand.
...is this.
Su Tu's eyes fell on the book.
Zhou Wuliang's voice became unusually serious.
This Foundation Art is extremely mysterious.
Among every Foundation Art I have seen throughout my life, this one stands at the very top.
His gaze deepened.
Even Eighth-Grade and Ninth-Grade Foundation Arts cannot compare to it.
Su Tu's expression changed slightly.
Zhou Wuliang continued.
A thousand people may study this Foundation Art, and every one of them will see something different.
No two people gain the same understanding from it.
His voice became heavier.
There was once a rising martial arts prodigy who deliberately destroyed his previous foundation because he wanted to rebuild it using this art.
He failed.
His flesh and blood collapsed, his mind sank into ruin, and he became a cripple.
Su Tu remained silent.
Then Zhou Wuliang's eyes suddenly erupted with astonishing light.
But if you succeed...
His voice shook the room.
You may forge an unparalleled foundation!
Even across the entire galaxy, you would stand at the absolute summit!
Your future achievements would be beyond measure!
Su Tu stood up immediately.
There wasn't even the slightest hesitation in his eyes.
Teacher, I want to try it!
Unlike other prodigies, Su Tu possessed something no one else had.
To him, a Foundation Art was ultimately just another form of training his body.
And as long as something counted as training...
Then no matter how difficult or painful it was...
Eventually, it would become nothing more than another number on his system panel.
That was the truly terrifying part of his system.
In the end, it's just another way of training my body!
Su Tu's resolve didn't waver.
Zhou Wuliang stared at the young man before him.
But he still didn't hand over the booklet.
