However, Zhou Hong searched the forum for a long time but couldn't find any posts about him. Instead, the forum was flooded with posts about someone named Guo Yueming.
"Classmates, just now, Guo Yueming, the leader of the Five Young Masters, has advanced his martial cultivation realm and reached the third stage of a martial artist."
"Amazing! He was already the leader of the Five Young Masters, and now he has advanced further. It seems his position as the number one young master won't be easily challenged."
"Indeed, cultivating martial arts to a certain realm, and reaching the third stage of a martial artist, is truly formidable. He is indeed the number one young master."
The forum was filled with discussions about Guo Yueming.
Zhou Hong scrolled for a long time. The fight between him and Wang Zhicheng was not mentioned at all. Even if he saw someone post about it, unfortunately, it had zero replies and was immediately buried at the bottom.
"Heh," Zhou Hong couldn't help but let out a wry smile. It seemed Wu Jinbin was right. He, the top bully of the economics department, was merely a petty hooligan in the eyes of all Jizhou University students. Compared to the campus celebrities who caused a stir, he was in a completely different league.
"Wu Jinbin, is the third stage of a martial artist very strong?" Zhou Hong asked Wu Jinbin, who was sleeping next to him, as he lay on the bed.
"Isn't that obvious? Most people can only dream of it. Either they have a wealthy family, or they had opportunities from a young age, or they are martial cultivation geniuses. We ordinary students can only envy them. Why are you suddenly asking me this?" Wu Jinbin asked, puzzled.
"I just checked the university forum. Many posts there say that Guo Yueming has entered the third stage of a martial artist, and the entire forum is discussing him."
"No way, he's entered the third stage of a martial artist? My heavens, I envy him so much. His family is wealthy, and his martial cultivation has advanced further," Wu Jinbin said, his eyes full of envy upon hearing the news.
"This guy is truly worthy of being the number one young master," Huang Donglai immediately joined the discussion, his eyes full of admiration.
At this moment, Zhou Hong also realized that in this world, although not everyone could cultivate martial arts, many people admired martial cultivators.
Zhou Hong didn't know what his own strength would be equivalent to in this world, but it was simple to find out. He just needed to find someone to verify it.
Zhou Hong immediately sent a text message to Shen Lei.
Zhou Hong's strength was such that he could defeat Shen Lei with just one finger, so using him as a reference would give him a rough idea of his own level.
"Shen Lei, what is your martial cultivation realm?" Zhou Hong sent a text message asking.
About half a minute later, Shen Lei replied.
"Thirty-third stage of a martial artist."
Zhou Hong frowned upon seeing Shen Lei's reply. Thirty-third stage of a martial artist? A mere martial artist realm actually had thirty-three stages.
Zhou Hong doubted if he had read it correctly. That was too many.
"How many realms are there in martial cultivation?" Zhou Hong sent another message.
At this moment, Shen Lei saw Zhou Hong's message and his brows furrowed into a deep crease. He seemed a bit bewildered. Zhou Hong, with his immense strength, was actually asking him about martial cultivation realms. What did he want?
However, Shen Lei dared not not answer, considering it as Zhou Hong testing him.
"Martial cultivation is divided into seven major domains: Martial Artist, Martial Master, Martial King, Martial Emperor, Martial Sovereign, Martial Venerable, and Martial Saint. Each domain has ninety-nine stages."
Zhou Hong was speechless upon seeing Shen Lei's message. Earth was too bizarre. A domain was divided into ninety-nine stages. How detailed was that?
"Master Wu, whom I sent flying with a slap last time, what was his level?" Zhou Hong sent another message.
"Fifty-fifth stage of a martial artist."
Zhou Hong couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. No wonder he felt that Master Wu wasn't much different from Shen Lei. They were both in the martial artist realm, just at different stages – thirty-third versus fifty-fifth.
"Heh," Zhou Hong let out a wry smile. He had wanted to ask if there were any Martial Kings or Martial Emperors in Jizhou City, but after thinking about it, he couldn't be bothered. Judging by the situation, anyone who could reach the ninety-ninth stage of the martial artist realm in Jizhou City would be a rarity.
Shen Lei, at the thirty-third stage of a martial artist, could dominate a region of the underworld. One could imagine how weak martial cultivators were in this city.
Although Zhou Hong didn't know what his strength would be if measured by the realms of Earth, it was clear that he was far beyond the ninety-ninth stage of a martial artist.
Zhou Hong couldn't help but let out a wry smile.
On the forum, Guo Yueming's advancement to the third stage of a martial artist had generated so much discussion among college students. He felt like a Tyrannosaurus Rex entering a chicken coop.
"Forget it, since the martial cultivators in this world are so weak that they don't inspire any passion in me, I'll just enjoy life," Zhou Hong said with a wry smile, and then closed his eyes to cultivate.
Soon, it was time for afternoon classes.
Zhou Hong and Wu Jinbin arrived at the classroom together.
"Wow, isn't that the campus belle Shen Yanran?"
"Why is she in our economics department?"
As Zhou Hong sat down after entering the classroom, he heard exclamations and discussions from the corridor outside.
Many students who had already entered the classroom also looked outside upon hearing the commotion. Indeed, they saw a stunning beauty, carrying a long bag that looked like a musical instrument, appearing outside the classroom of the sophomore accounting class.
Qin Mengxue and Qiao Xiaoyu also saw Shen Yanran. Although they didn't know Shen Yanran personally, they had heard of her. After all, they were both listed as campus belles of Jizhou University, so even without interaction, they knew of each other's existence.
"Hello, excuse me, is there a student named Zhou Hong in your class?" Shen Yanran asked at the entrance of the accounting class.
Everyone in the class immediately looked at Zhou Hong with disbelief, seemingly unable to comprehend why the beautiful woman from the art college, Shen Yanran, would come here looking for Zhou Hong.
Qin Mengxue and Qiao Xiaoyu were also a bit shocked at this moment. She was actually looking for Zhou Hong.
"I am Zhou Hong." Hearing Shen Yanran looking for him, Zhou Hong immediately stood up. He had recognized her from the photo that Wang Wansheng had shown him at noon. He hadn't expected her to actually come looking for him. Seeing the musical instrument on her shoulder, Zhou Hong assumed she was here to teach him a lesson.
"Hmph, so you are Zhou Hong. Your Guzheng playing is indeed good, but you are a bit too arrogant." Shen Yanran said, looking at Zhou Hong.
All the students in the accounting class were bewildered by Shen Yanran's words.
Especially Qin Mengxue and Qiao Xiaoyu, they were wondering when Zhou Hong learned to play the Guzheng.
"Heh, what? Are you upset because I said I don't like you?" Zhou Hong asked with a smile.
Shen Yanran frowned and said angrily, "What nonsense are you talking about? Who likes you?"