Lord of Flames

"What do you have? Money? Power?" Zhou Ping looked at Li Xiaoyi contemptuously. "The only bet you can make is your body that interests me a little. Don't worry. I am not demanding and will not take you for a lifetime. Isn't that cheaper for you? Just one month!" Zhou Ping raised a finger.

"If I get admitted to Qingyang University, the nation’s No. 1 martial arts college, then you will be mine for a month. You must meet all my requirements during that month. Remember, all requirements. Of course, I won't ask you to commit suicide or disfigure yourself or anything, and it's only for you.

"If I can't get into the Qingyang University, I will give you 10 billion." Zhou Ping looked at Li Xiaoyi with a stern face and said without pausing .

"I always thought you were shameless. I didn't expect you to be more shameless than I thought." Li Xiaoyi looked at Zhou Ping with disgust. "You scumbag is so disgusting that it makes people tremble."

"Why? Don't you dare?" Zhou Ping ignored Li Xiaoyi's words and stared at Li Xiaoyi.

"Why won't I dare? If you want to send me money, I can only agree to it. But can you produce 10 billion?" Li Xiaoyi looked at Zhou Ping in disbelief.

"We can sign a martial arts contract. The martial arts contract is issued by the Martial Arts Bureau and has the highest effect. You can’t go back on your words after signing it or you will be sanctioned by the Martial Arts Bureau," Zhou Ping said calmly.

"Good!" Li Xiaoyi readily agreed. "I have changed my image of you a little bit. When you first said that, I really wanted to tear you up. But when you said you wanted to give me 10 billion, I changed my mind.

"How is it possible for you to pass the exam of Qingyang University? This tens of billions are clearly given to me. It happens that I am studying in Canghai College, and my future martial arts training requires a lot of resources. I will accept your 10 billion. But even if you give me 10 billion, I will not agree to your courtship.” Li Xiaoyi still looked at Zhou Ping with disgust.

"Stop talking nonsense. Go and sign the contract." Zhou Ping turned and left.

"But the graduation exam is about to take place. To sign the martial arts contract, you need to go to the martial arts Bureau. In terms of time…" Fu Xueyi brushed his sense of existence aside.

"It doesn't matter." Zhou Ping waved his hand.

"Go and tell the teacher who presides over the graduation examination that I haven't come back and the examination can't be finished."

"Yes,  Young Master Zhou." Fu Xueyi looked at Zhou Ping with envy.

"In one sentence, let the school's graduation examination wait for Zhou Dashao alone. Only Zhou Dashao can do this kind of thing. Don't worry, you can never end the exam before you come back." He patted his mouth vigorously. Guarantee, Fu Xueyi shows loyalty.

…

As soon as the Martial Arts Bureau entered, a huge display screen greeted them. There were countless names of people on it. All of them were martial arts masters.

Zhou Ping and Li Xiaoyi didn't care about the display screen and directly signed the martial arts contract at the martial arts Bureau contract window. The Martial Arts Bureau didn't care about the weird agreement between the two. After all, because of the gold-letter sign of the Martial Arts Bureau, the number of people who came to the Martial Arts Bureau to sign a contract was endless, and there were also many wonderful contracts.

After paying a fee of 10 million yuan, the two left the Martial Arts Bureau.

"Now that I want to go back and regret it, I have to thank Young Master Zhou for his 10 billion. With this 10 billion as resources, my martial arts will improve very quickly." Li Xiaoyi was very happy. After all, 10 billion was not a small number. For ordinary people, a hundred lifetimes were enough.

"Let's talk about it once you win."

Zhou Ping's gaze fell on Li Xiaoyi, and he secretly swallowed his saliva. It is indeed the beauty that she had coveted for a long time. Whether it be appearance or figure, she was a first-class existence.

It's not that Zhou Ping had never seen a beautiful woman, but in order to temper his so-called martial will, the family did not allow him to touch anything that he could enjoy. If it weren't for the family's recent disappointment with Zhou Ping, the money would no longer control him, and he would not even be able to pay for the martial contract.

The two went all the way back to school, and the school was already noisy. A student stood proudly, and opposite him was a group of teachers.

"What happened?"

Seeing Fu Xueyi running over, Zhou Ping kicked him in the ass.

"What else is going on. Wu Jingshan is gonna die," Fu Xueyi said with a flat smile.

"That guy was late, and the teacher announced that he had lost his qualifications. As a result, Wu Jingshan was furious. He was the first in his grade and spoke ill of his teacher."

"Well, that's okay. Who presided over the graduation test today? Call him over." Zhou Ping waved his hand, not interested in this kind of thing.

"Teacher Zhang is in charge. I'll call him." Fu Xueyi bent, slid, and ran away. After a while, Fu Xueyi brought a teacher.

"I want to take the graduation exam. Hurry up and arrange it," Zhou Ping said when Teacher Zhang came.

"Young Master Zhou, you have passed the exam, and you don't need to take the exam again," Teacher Zhang laughed and said cautiously.

"I know, but I am not satisfied with my previous grades, and I have to take the exam again." Zhou Ping knew that the school had prepared his grades in advance, but his grades were definitely not high. He merely passed the exam.

"This one…" Hearing Zhou Ping's words, Teacher Zhang's cold sweat broke out.

"You see, Zhou Dashao, the exam result has already been obtained. If you change it again…"

"Don't deceive me! If the exam is not over and the scores are not reported, they can still be modified. What's more, I remember that there is a rule that if students don't think their strength is good enough, they will have a chance to re-examine on the spot."

Fu Xueyi moved a chair while winking, and Zhou Ping sat down on the chair with a golden sword.

"Let me ask the principal…"

Teacher Zhang wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. Zhou Ping's family was so powerful that he was very careful, or else, he might not be able to keep his job. It's better to quickly throw the pot to the principal.

Within a minute, the principal arrived. Zhou Ping discovered that the principal was also among the group of teachers gathered earlier.

"Young Master Zhou, you should also know that your grades are really hard to change." The principal laughed a little flatteringly. No way, my school is just an ordinary martial arts high school. The Zhou family is too powerful. If it weren't for Young Master Zhou’s poor aptitude, it wouldn’t be impossible to study in his own school.

"I know that anyone with a poor qualification like mine and a good background will find a third-rate martial arts high school. Then, they will get a grade that barely passes the graduation exam to obtain the graduation rights, and then, enter a college that is also third-rate.

“This is also a common rule. After all, if you improve your grades, it will affect the selection of students by famous schools. So the grades are barely passing, right?" Zhou Ping looked at the principal, whose forehead was beginning to sweat, and smiled.

"I'm not embarrassing you. I want to have a fair test, and the score is what it is. Don't worry. I'm responsible for everything." After speaking, Zhou Ping stood up and gave the chair a light kick. The chair instantly fell to the ground.