High Martial Arts: Enlightenment after Practices

Xu Wuyi’s name was already a legend among the younger generation of Martial Artists in the Federation. The chance to attend a lecture personally taught by him was an opportunity that came once in a lifetime.

After the course selection period ended, the numbers compiled by the academic affairs office stunned everyone:

Third and fourth-year students officially enrolled: over 1,200.

First and second-year students applying to audit: over 800.

Teachers and researchers applying to audit: over 200.

A total of over 2,200 people.

This figure shattered the historical record for enrollment in a single course at Linjiang Martial Arts University.

The academic affairs office had to hold an emergency meeting that night. They ultimately decided to change the lecture venue from the originally planned First Martial Arts Dojo to the school’s largest indoor venue, the Central Gymnasium.

The gymnasium could accommodate up to three thousand people and was equipped with state-of-the-art audiovisual equipment and a Spirit resonance assistance system. It was the university’s preferred venue for major events.

Xu Wuyi was in a Cultivation Room, meditating, when he received the notification from the academic affairs office.

After reading the message, he was silent for a few seconds before replying:

"Understood. I will arrive on time."

Closing his terminal, Xu Wuyi shut his eyes again.

In his sea of consciousness, the vast, dark-gold marsh breathed calmly, a Golden Crow Illusion suspended over its center.

’Two thousand two hundred people...’

’That’s even more than I expected.’

’Pressure?’

’A little.’

’But more than that, it’s a sense of responsibility.’

’These young people are the future of the Federation’s Martial Arts. They’re coming to my class full of hope and passion, wanting to learn from me, to find their own paths.’

’I can’t let them down.’

...

「February 17th, Linjiang.」

A gentle spring rain was falling, draping the riverside city in a thin veil.

It was two in the afternoon when the military car Xu Wuyi was riding in entered the main campus of Linjiang Martial Arts University. There was still an hour before the first class began.

He had arrived in Linjiang the day before and was now fully prepared.

The car pulled up directly to the back entrance of the Central Gymnasium.

The liaison from the academic affairs office was already waiting there—a female teacher around forty years old with the surname Li. She wore glasses and had a capable, business-like demeanor.

"Professor Xu, welcome to Linjiang Martial Arts University." Teacher Li came forward to greet him, her tone respectful yet enthusiastic. "My name is Li Wenjuan. I’ve been assigned by the academic affairs office to be your course liaison. For the next four weeks, I’ll be responsible for assisting you with your teaching."

"Teacher Li, thank you for your trouble." Xu Wuyi got out of the car and shook her hand.

"It’s no trouble at all; it’s my duty." Li Wenjuan led him inside. "Let’s go to the lounge first so you can prepare. The lecture venue has been set up, and the equipment has been calibrated. Here is today’s student list and seating chart..."

She handed him a tablet displaying a densely packed seating chart and student information.

Xu Wuyi took it and glanced over it quickly.

The spectator stands of the Central Gymnasium were divided into several sections:

The front rows directly facing the stage were for the officially enrolled third and fourth-year students. The sides and back rows were for the auditing first and second-year students. The second-floor stands were the auditing area for teachers and researchers.

Each seat was equipped with a personal terminal interface, allowing students to receive lecture notes in real-time, submit questions, and participate in class interactions.

"The students are very enthusiastic. Many of them came more than an hour early to save their seats," Li Wenjuan said with a smile. "The venue is already more than half full, and the atmosphere is electric."

Xu Wuyi nodded but didn’t ask any further questions.

The two of them walked through a corridor to a private lounge behind the gymnasium.

The room wasn’t large, but it was fully equipped. There was a sofa, a coffee table, a water dispenser, and a large mirror, likely for the speaker to check their appearance.

"Please rest for now. I’ll come get you ten minutes before class starts," Li Wenjuan said. "If you need anything, just press the call button."

"Alright, thank you."

Li Wenjuan exited the room, gently closing the door behind her.

Xu Wuyi sat down on the sofa, opened his personal terminal, and reviewed his lesson plan one last time.

He already knew the content by heart, but he still habitually confirmed every detail.

Time passed, minute by minute.

The lounge was quiet, the only sound his own breathing.

Outside the window, the rain pattered softly.

Xu Wuyi closed his eyes and regulated his breathing.

In his sea of consciousness, the breathing rhythm of the dark-gold marsh slowly changed, shifting from deep and sustained to steady and serene. The Flame of the Golden Crow Illusion drew inward, no longer flickering but burning with a stable glow.

He was allowing his mind to become completely calm.

Teaching was different from combat. It didn’t require soaring battle intent or tense nerves; it required a clear mind and a perfect sense of rhythm.

A few minutes later, a knock came at the door.

"Professor Xu, it’s almost time."

Xu Wuyi opened his eyes.

His gaze was calm and profound, like the still water of an ancient well.

"Alright."

He stood up and straightened his dark gray formal suit. Mrs. Xu had specially prepared it for him, saying that "a professor should look like a professor."

He walked to the mirror and looked at his reflection.

His face was still young, but the immaturity of youth was gone from his eyes. In its place was a steady calm that had been forged through Refinement.

Xu Wuyi took a deep breath and walked out the door.

Inside the Central Gymnasium, every seat was taken.

Nearly all three thousand seats were filled. Although only a little over two thousand students had registered, numerous "members of the public" had also come to attend the lecture through various channels.

Xu Wuyi’s Spirit was exceptionally keen. He even spotted the figure of Qiao Zhiyao in a corner, and a faint smile touched his lips.

Qiao Zhiyao was also nearing graduation and was not far from the Innate realm, yet she had returned to Linjiang ahead of schedule.

The other students wore uniform dark blue school uniforms, forming a unified sea of blue.

The stage was set in the center of the gymnasium, raised about a meter off the ground, and was circular in shape.

It was surrounded by 360-degree display screens, ensuring that students from every angle could see the stage clearly.

Accompanied by Teacher Li, Xu Wuyi walked from a side corridor toward the stage.

The moment he appeared at the entrance of the corridor, the previously somewhat noisy gymnasium fell instantly silent.

Over two thousand pairs of eyes focused on him in unison.

Curiosity, anticipation, adoration, scrutiny... all sorts of emotions intertwined, forming an invisible pressure.

Xu Wuyi’s pace was steady as he walked onto the stage.

He scanned the entire audience.

His calm gaze swept over the young faces, not lingering on anyone in particular, yet every student his eyes touched felt an inexplicable sense of gravity.

On the stage was only a simple lectern, on which sat a microphone and a personal terminal interface.

Xu Wuyi came to a stop, adjusted the height of the microphone, then looked up to face the audience.

"I am Xu Wuyi."

His voice, clear and steady, spread through the gymnasium’s sound system without any unnecessary embellishment.

"Starting today, for the next four weeks, I will be teaching the course ’The Cohesion and Polishing of the Heart Image Prototype’."

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