The Principal's Office.
After listening to Zhou Yun and Wang Wenhai's report, Principal Zhang Qiming shot up from his chair.
"The True Intention of Martial Arts? Are you sure?" Principal Zhang's voice carried a rare hint of urgency.
Although he had seen the recording of the sparring session, the True Intention of Martial Arts was a spiritual concept, something that couldn't be discerned from a video.
"I'm certain!" Wang Wenhai said decisively. "It's still very faint, but that kind of explosive power isn't something an ordinary Martial Technique can achieve."
"Good! Good! Good!"
Zhang Qiming repeated the word "good" three times, his face glowing with excitement as he paced back and forth in his office.
"With the True Intention of Martial Arts, his score in the combat exam is guaranteed to get a huge boost!"
He clapped Wang Wenhai forcefully on the shoulder. "Wenhai, Zhou Yun, you've both done an incredible job nurturing such a fine talent!"
