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The sky was a deep blue, like a massive blue jade. The summer sun resembled a giant fireball, hanging high within this immense jade. Judging by the sun's position, it was probably around three o'clock in the afternoon.

This scene unfolded at the Third High School in Yi'an District.

"Ding, ding, ding…" The loud bell echoed throughout the campus, and suddenly, students poured out of various teaching buildings, chatting and laughing as they headed toward the school gate.

"Senior Brother Luo Feng! Senior Brother Luo Feng!" A thick voice called out.

"Ah Feng, someone is calling you."

Among the students walking together, a young man carrying books, dressed in a plain blue tracksuit, stood about 1.75 meters tall. He appeared rather lean. Curious, he turned to look at the person addressing him. The caller was a burly young man, towering at around 1.9 meters, with a rugged appearance and impressively thick arms.

"Who are you?" Luo Feng looked puzzled. He didn't recognize the person before him.

These two individuals were vastly different. One was as sturdy as a black bear, while the other, whom they referred to as "Senior Brother Luo Feng," seemed quite ordinary.

In terms of height…

The difference between them was significant. However, the burly young man appeared somewhat hesitant. He carefully observed his admired "Senior Brother Luo Feng" and thought, "The rumors are true. Senior Brother Luo Feng is approachable."

"Senior Brother Luo Feng, I have something I'd like to ask for your help with." The burly young man stammered.

"What is it?" Luo Feng smiled and inquired.

"When I practice my punches, I always feel like something's off. I can't seem to achieve the full force I should be capable of, according to our martial arts instructor. With my strength, theoretically, I should be able to deliver a punch with at least 50% of maximum force. But somehow, I fall short." The burly student looked expectantly at Luo Feng.

"Ah, I see…" Luo Feng paused briefly and nodded. "How about this: next Sunday afternoon during our martial arts session, find me at the gym. We'll work on improving your punch technique."

"Thank you, Senior Brother!" The burly student expressed his gratitude.

Luo Feng smiled and continued walking with his classmates.

Watching Luo Feng leave, the burly student's excitement showed. He clenched his fist, veins bulging on his arm, and let out a low roar of triumph. "Success!"

"Senior Brother Luo Feng agreed so easily?" A student in the school uniform expressed surprise.

"The rumors were right. Senior Brother Luo Feng is approachable and kind," the burly student grinned.

"But wait… something's not right. Among the five thousand students in our Third High School, only three have earned the title of 'Advanced Martial Arts Student.' The other two, Zhang Haobai and Liu Ting, are both quite aloof and wouldn't bother teaching us," the student in the uniform pondered. "Why is Senior Brother Luo Feng so accommodating?"

In the world today, almost every high school student, alongside their regular education, also joined martial arts schools to unlock their physical potential.

In the Third High School of Yi'an District, across all three grades, there were nearly five thousand students. The majority were junior-level martial arts students, with only a handful achieving intermediate status. The coveted title of "Advanced Martial Arts Student" belonged to just three individuals!

"Appearances can be deceiving. Did you see that? Senior Brother Luo Feng is different from the other two," the burly student said, smirking. "Zhang Haobai and Liu Ting come from wealthy families. They've been groomed with substantial financial resources to achieve their strength. But Senior Brother Luo Feng is different!"

The student in the uniform nodded. "I've heard that too. Senior Brother Luo Feng, like us, comes from an average family and lives in low-cost housing."

"Exactly. Senior Brother Luo Feng reached this level through hard work and dedication. He honed his skills through countless punches and kicks. Unlike Zhang Haobai and the others," the burly student clenched his fist, taking a deep breath. "My goal is to follow in Senior Brother Luo Feng's footsteps. Within the next four years, before graduating from college, I'll earn the title of 'Advanced Martial Arts Student'!"

…

As they continued their conversation, they didn't notice the massive black-crowned golden eagle soaring high above the city. Its wingspan exceeded twenty meters, resembling a large fighter jet. The metallic sheen of its feathers glinted coldly, and its sharp talons were a striking golden hue.

With icy blue eyes, the eagle surveyed the human city below, a hint of murderous intent flickering.

"Boom!"

The already fast-flying black-crowned golden eagle suddenly accelerated

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The South Bank residential area, as a low-cost housing community, maximizes land utilization to the extreme. Each residential building resembles a massive square cement pillar, and the spacing between buildings was designed without considering sunlight exposure.

Luo Feng's home is located on the 32nd floor of one of the 36-story residential buildings.

"Ah Feng, are you going to the martial arts gym tonight?" Wei Wen walked toward another residential building.

"Tonight, I have a tutoring session, so I might visit the martial arts gym afterward. The timing is uncertain, so don't wait for me tonight," Luo Feng waved his hand and swiftly ascended the stairs. Each step he took covered four levels, like a nimble leopard. In the low-cost housing community, elevators were not built due to the additional cost for residents. Climbing several floors of stairs was considered easy for most people.

On the 32nd floor, there were eight households, and Luo Feng's family was among them.

Unlocking the door with his key, Luo Feng entered his home.

"Brother, you're back?" a voice came from inside.

"Yes," Luo Feng closed the door and surveyed the entire home. It was a one-bedroom, one-living-room structure with a total area of 36 square meters. He lived here with his younger brother and parents. Since childhood, they had all shared this small space.

"Ah Hua, what book are you reading?" Luo Feng walked toward the small balcony.

On the balcony, a pale and thin young man sat in a wheelchair, holding an English book. Luo Feng glanced at it and said, "Oh, is that about the investment master 'Price'? Isn't Warren Buffett, the stock market guru, more famous?"

Luo Feng was clueless about investments and stocks.

"Buffett's approach doesn't quite suit me. The theories and ideas of Price align better with my own thoughts. I find them more applicable," the thin young man looked up and smiled.

"Keep reading," Luo Feng said.

Unintentionally, Luo Feng's gaze fell on his brother's legs, and he couldn't help but feel a pang of pain. His brother's legs had been crushed by a car during childhood, completely shattering from the thighs down, leaving him disabled. Surviving as a disabled person in today's society was incredibly challenging. His brother received education solely through online platforms due to limited exposure to sunlight, resulting in a sickly pale complexion.

Moreover, his brother had few friends and was quite introverted.

"Mom and Dad's salaries aren't high, and they have to support both me and my disabled brother. Finding a wife for him will be difficult. Who would marry a man with both legs amputated?" Luo Feng thought to himself.

"I must change our family's destiny!" Luo Feng resolved.

"Why haven't I pursued Xu Xin, whom I secretly admire?" he wondered.

"According to the law, you can marry at 18 years old. Many people date in high school and get married right after graduation. Those who don't date in high school are rare. Why haven't I?" Luo Feng pondered.

"Because I don't have time to waste on dating! My family isn't wealthy, and I don't have any exceptional teachers guiding me. I have to rely on myself." Luo Feng's gaze fell on the old sofa in the living room. It could be unfolded into a bed. "For so many years, our family of four has lived in this small place—just one bedroom and one living room. My brother and I share the only bedroom, while my parents have been sleeping on the sofa in the living room."

"I must ensure that my parents and brother move into a larger house with an elevator—a spacious home. My parents deserve to sleep in a proper bed, and my brother shouldn't struggle with climbing stairs every time."

"The house must have large floor-to-ceiling windows, allowing sunlight to flood in!"

These thoughts had crossed Luo Feng's mind countless times, driving him to work hard from a young age.

That's why he became one of the three students among the five thousand at Third High School to earn the title of "Advanced Martial Arts Student." Among these three, only he came from an average family. The other two were from wealthy backgrounds.

…

As the water flowed from the tap, Luo Feng filled the electric kettle. He sat on the sofa, reciting key points from a history book.

Suddenly—

"Drip!"

The kettle boiled, and Luo Feng poured the hot water into a thermos. He also filled a large plastic cup with hot water and placed it on the table.

"In the year 2026, the 'Hongze Battle' occurred at Hongze Lake… Yes, it was in 2026." Luo Feng recalled various historical events. Although his math skills were strong, history fascinated him the most. Whenever he read about the history of the 21st century…

He couldn't