Chapter 320: Chapter 320

Lu Lin is training with his friends.

Actually, the current combat training is of little use to him. Why? The opponent’s level is too low.

Even though Hang Jianshe and the others have rare innate attributes, they can’t offer much help to Lu Lin.

But the reason he still chooses to train together is just to find something to do.

With continuous improvement in cultivation, Lu Lin knows he needs to stabilize a bit.

Otherwise, he still has five Tongqiao Pills in his Storage Ring, which could help him reach the Level 6 Peak smoothly.

During sparring with his classmates, Lu Lin can promptly identify and fill gaps in his abilities.

This half-month of battles has led Lu Lin to feel he’s clearly touched the edge of Ten Steps Kill Han Yue.

Driven by Earth Bear Will, over this long period, Lu Lin’s strength has continually increased.

Given that the Golden Body Sutra hasn’t advanced further, Lu Lin’s strength has already doubled, reaching seventy thousand jin.

It is precisely due to this surge in strength that he has touched the edge of the Han Yue realm.

Lu Lin struck Hang Jianshe’s condensed Mercury Warrior with a knife, and just as he was about to dodge Zhu Haolin’s self-made mini-version of Ten Thousand Swords, he heard a chuckle.

Lu Lin seemed oblivious to this, while Zhu Haolin in front of him froze for a moment, standing there with no further actions.

Lu Lin advanced aggressively, shouldering into Zhu Haolin, sending him flying backward.

"During battles, focus is key."

Lu Lin didn’t continue attacking Cong Xiaolong, Yao Zongheng, and Zheng Yulong, who were also standing still, putting away his broken knife before turning towards the direction of the chuckle.

The setting sun’s afterglow fell on the person, making the slender figure seem even leaner.

A mop of untrimmed hair cast diagonally over the person’s eyes.

Noticing Lu Lin’s gaze, Qin Shuang smiled slightly, walking over slowly, "It’s Lu Lin, right? Hello, I’m the Student Union President, Qin Shuang."

Seeing Qin Shuang’s demeanor, Lu Lin hadn’t spoken when Cong Xiaolong beside him muttered under his breath.

Qin Shuang’s face instantly turned frosty, but before anyone noticed, it reverted to peacefulness again, "Yes, indeed acting, but I am confident about becoming the official president in three months."

Lu Lin ignored his words, frowning as he asked, "Is there a reason President Qin is looking for me?"

Qin Shuang, observing Lu Lin’s muscles subtly bulging under his training uniform, couldn’t help but feel envious.

Lu Lin’s physique is one many martial artists envy.

Most martial artists are either buff like bodybuilders or haven’t undergone body refinement, appearing similar to ordinary people.

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"Can’t I just come to see the school’s only Scholar God?"

Qin Shuang chuckled lightly, but quickly turned serious, "Of course, there’s a minor issue as well. Lu Lin, you’ve been at Iron Blood College for nearly four months, and I hear you’ve not participated in any club activities. Do you need any assistance from the Student Council?"

"Oh, no, thank you, President Qin."

Due to Cong Xiaolong, Lu Lin isn’t keen on Qin Shuang.

Your presidency has no bearing on Lu Lin; there’s no need for much interaction.

It seems Iron Blood University doesn’t mandate all students to join clubs.

"Hmm, no need for thanks, communicating with classmates and understanding everyone’s challenges is our Student Council’s founding principle."

"However, I hear Lu Lin has reached a Level 4 Star Core Warrior level. Sparring with classmates of the same year may not be very effective. The school is preparing a team for the Federation University Student Games. If you need, you could join for training."

"Here, most students are either Level 3 Peak or already Level 4, matching Lu Lin’s level, and the training effect could be excellent."

Lu Lin responded indifferently, curious to see what else Qin Shuang would say.

Honestly, whether joining the official school team or sparring with Hang Jianshe and the others makes little difference to Lu Lin.

Moreover, due to Cong Xiaolong and others being unfriendly towards the Student Council President Qin, Lu Lin isn’t very attentive to his goodwill.

"Hehe, alright, Lu Lin, consider it, here’s my contact number. You can reach out whenever you’ve decided."

"Additionally, team members will automatically hold positions within the Student Council and receive a monthly stipend from the school starting this year."

"Alright, juniors, you continue; I’ll take my leave."

Seeing Lu Lin and the others unresponsive, Qin Shuang didn’t linger further.

Just as Qin Shuang turned, he heard Lu Lin’s voice, revealing a faint triumphant smile, "Lu Lin, is there anything else?"

"Oh, I wanted to ask President Qin about the qualifications needed for running for Student Union President."

Lu Lin’s words surprised not just Qin Shuang, but even those nearby, who couldn’t help but gape.

Presidential position!

Lu Lin is just a first-year, right, barely at Level 4 in cultivation.

He’s already thinking about running for Student Union President?

It’s true what they say, ’Comparison drives people mad.’

Yet, Qin Shuang was left pondering.

What gives Lu Lin the confidence to believe he can run for Student Union President?

The Student Council of Iron Blood University is quite famous in the entire federation university circle. In fact, the Student Council is sponsored by the War God Alliance from alien planets. Taking on the role of President of the Student Council is not just about flaunting authority during university years, managing students, and networking, but more about the future.

Qin Shuang is also from an ordinary family. After spending two years in school, he has finally reached his current position and is waiting for a promotion to Level 5 so he can become the official President.

Lu Lin, are you crazy?

"Lu Lin, it’s great to have such an ambition."

"The requirements for the President of our school’s Student Council are quite high. They involve the initial refinement level, innate attributes, students’ communication skills, delivering the school’s notices, receiving students’ opinions and feedback, and establishing the reputation of Iron Blood University’s students externally, among others."

"If you’re interested in the position of President, you can join the Student Council. In the two years before I graduate, I can pass on some experience to you."

Qin Shuang paused as he realized that Lu Lin’s family situation was similar to his own.

It seems that he is also someone with a clear plan for the future and a refusal to settle for mediocrity.

Qin Shuang is not afraid of ambitious students under him. He would even mimic some ancient emperors by widely recruiting capable and ambitious students to join the Student Council within the school.

As long as he is the President, the stronger the Student Council, the better.

"President Qin, is there a simpler method?"

Qin Shuang was even more intrigued upon seeing Lu Lin . It had been years since Iron Blood University had seen such an ambitious student.

Other students would naïvely hide their ambitions deeply, but Lu Lin was the first to openly express them.

"Ability, or rather combat power."

"As long as you can beat the current Student Council President, Zhang Lu, in a fight, you can become President."

"But I have to remind you, half a year ago, Zhang Lu already advanced to Level 5."

"Alright, I understand. Thank you, President Qin."

"I’ll go challenge President Zhang later. If I succeed, I hope President Qin will help me more in the future."

Listening to Lu Lin, Qin Shuang was taken aback for a moment.

Then he realized that Lu Lin was planning to rise to the top in one fell swoop.

Going directly from an ordinary student to becoming the new President by challenging the current one.

Then, Qin Shuang would no longer need to act as an acting President and could just focus on supporting Lu Lin’s work in the future.

"Hahaha, good, good, good."

"President Zhang just returned from the Exotic Battlefield, but he’s a combat fanatic. If you want to challenge him, you’ll have to hurry; otherwise, he’ll go back to the Exotic Battlefield again."

"Yes, thank you, President Qin."

Qin Shuang watched Lu Lin’s serious expression and shook his head as he left.

In his view, Lu Lin was simply an old man asking for his own death by hanging.

Zhang Lu didn’t become the Student Council President through networking, work, or communication skills.

At Iron Blood University, Zhang Lu is known as a ’Martial Maniac.’ Whether it’s lower or upperclassmen, if Zhang Lu wants to fight them, it always ends in a battle.

Since his first year when he started challenging.

He kept challenging until he defeated the previous President.

From then on, Zhang Lu completed a grand slam at the school. When he was in his first year, he challenged second, third, and fourth-year students. By his third year, he was challenging second and first-year students, and as for the fourth-year ones, he had already beaten them all.

Before, when Lu Lin joined Iron Blood College through a challenge, Zhang Lu heard about it and wanted to challenge him, but Lu Lin kept missing him, so Zhang Lu never got the chance.

This is just one aspect of Zhang Lu’s ’martial’ nature.

He also has another side, which is madness.

Previously in battles, Zhang Lu would not leave the arena with minor injuries, and with severe injuries, he would quickly recover and return.

There was once a ruthless fourth-year senior who broke Zhang Lu’s bones and caused internal bleeding several times, but Zhang Lu relentlessly challenged him again as soon as he was healed.

Eventually, he forced that fourth-year senior to sign a contract with Deep Space Bank and leave Iron Blood College earlier than planned.

Zhang Lu is as harsh on himself as he is on his opponents.

In his fights, opponents couldn’t surrender.

Every match had to end with one person unable to move on the ground before it was over.

This was why many people were reluctant to practice with Zhang Lu later on.

Ordinary sparring meant getting familiar with different attributes, different Star Skills, and different Star Martials to gain experience.

But Zhang Lu seemed intent on generating business for the family hospital, insisting that someone had to go down.

Later on, there was almost no one willing to fight Zhang Lu, but Zhang Lu, through his family’s wealth, completed the fights through various means.

The University Games two years ago were Zhang Lu’s rise to fame, where he swept through each opponent on the federation’s live-streamed stage, ’beating’ everyone.

He eventually won the individual champion title at the University Games.

Lu Lin wants to compete with such a Zhang Lu; that’s simply a dream come true for Zhang Lu.

Qin Shuang even thought that he should inform Zhang Lu and have him seek out Lu Lin for a spar.

He acted on his thoughts and dialed Zhang Lu’s communication number.

"Oh, isn’t this little Shuang? How about a fight?"

As soon as the communication connected, Zhang Lu greeted Qin Shuang in his most affectionate way.

Qin Shuang laughed awkwardly, "Senior Brother Zhang, how can you say that? I’ve been beaten by you so many times that I tremble just facing you now. How could I dare to fight you?"

"I’ve found a reliable classmate who wants to spar with you."

"Oh? Who is it, where, and when?"

Zhang Lu asked eagerly, swallowing back the word "trash" that was about to escape his lips.

"It’s a freshman, Scholar God, Lu Lin."