When the headmaster saw the man, he immediately walked up to him with a face full of joy. "My son is back."
Then, Wei Yang walked up to the headmaster and introduced him to the person behind him.
"This is a classmate I met at Tianling High School. His name is Jesse, and he is a high-level Martial Master." Wei Yang pointed at a man with a straight posture and a long sword tied on his back.
"This classmate is a high-level Martial Master at such a young age. I'm afraid he'll become a Grandmaster in a few years. He's really a young talent."
The attitude of this headmaster toward the sons of these two people was extremely different.
Simon could not help but whisper, "Could this Barton be the child of a concubine?"
After that, the headmaster said that Clive and the others could play as they pleased in the museum, and everything would be charged on their family accounts.
However, he led Wei Yang and his classmates to higher ground, leaving them to the side.
Before leaving, Jesse, who was carrying a sword on his back, also looked at Simon with a disdainful expression.
This made him clench his fists tightly as he was filled with a bellyful of anger.
"F*ck, what kind of sh*t is this?" After saying this, he walked toward the dojo's bar counter.
However, Clive did not have much thought toward this. It was not good for him to interfere too much in other people's family matters.
However, Clive naturally would not miss the opportunity to have free sex. He began to try out the various equipment in the dojo.
At night, Clive walked to the rooftop with a slightly tipsy expression, enjoying the cool sky wind.
At this moment, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a figure standing at the edge of the rooftop. When he focused his gaze, he saw that it was Barton.
He was getting closer and closer to the edge of the rooftop as if he was about to do something stupid.
Seeing this, Clive immediately shouted, "Student Barton, if there's anything, I can help you solve it. Don't go to extremes."
When he heard the voice, Barton seemed to have been startled awake and hurriedly took a few steps back.
An embarrassed expression appeared on his face. "I... no..."
Clive walked to his side and held his head as he looked at the sky. "There are still many beautiful things in this world. How can it end before you've finished enjoying it?
"If there's anything uncomfortable, just tell me. I'm very tight-lipped."
Barton was silent for a moment before saying, "Clive, how do you think I compare to my big brother?"
"Everyone has their own merits. However, he and you are both high-level fighters, but it's obvious that he's a little older."
"That's right. I've always wondered if I'm very useless. Even the helpers I've found aren't as good as big brother's." Then Barton added, "I didn't mean that."
"It's fine. Continue," Clive said.
"Just because I'm the child of a mistress, I've been inferior to big brother since I was young. My talent is obviously better than his, but most of the resources in the family are still left to him."
"If I could enjoy the same resources as big brother, I might be a high-level fighter! is all this because I'm the child of a mistress?"
"Ever since I was young, no matter what I did, my father would never praise me.
On the contrary, if I did something wrong, I would receive double the punishment.
And my big brother did not have to do anything to get everyone's love. Whether it was my grandparents, my father, or even my mother, they were all trying to please him.
I worked hard to get into the Zhengyang City First High School so that my father would have a new opinion of me.
In the end, my grades were better, but my brother still got into Zhengyang City First High School. I had to go to a strange place to start over.
Now that I know the dojo is in trouble, I tried to get help from my classmates, but my father still does not like me.
You should know that my monthly allowance is only one-fifth of my brother's. "I just want my father to praise me once."
After saying that, Barton's eyes turned red.
Clive could not help but sigh. He was also a person who had a hard life.
In his words, the sadness and loneliness touched Clive.
Clive could not help but comfort him, "Your obsession is too deep. Only by being true to yourself can you gain the approval of others."
Barton laughed after hearing this, "Just now, I might have had other thoughts. Don't worry, I won't. Just now, when you woke me up, I realized that it wasn't worth dying like this. I want to walk my own path."
"I believe in you," Clive patted his shoulder and said.
In the next two days, Clive also learned the purpose of this trip.
There were three first-class dojos in Spirit Sky City: the Barton family's Wind Spirit Dojo, the Fierce Tiger Dojo, and the Wild Dragon Dojo.
Originally, the three dojos had been in a dominant position, splitting the entire Spirit Sky City into three parts.
However, due to a recent accident, the number of martial artists in the Wind Spirit Dojo had suffered a blow.
The other two dojos also took the opportunity to add insult to injury and began to poach the Wind Spirit Dojo.
Although they did not poach all the Martial Masters, they had poached more than half of the experts.
Originally, the Wind Spirit Dojo was not afraid of poaching so many Martial Masters because everyone's level has been stuck for many years.
They could keep as many Martial Masters as they could.
After a long time, these high-level Martial Masters would return if the treatment was not enough.
However, at this moment, a martial arts competition was suddenly held in Sky Spirit City. All the big dojos in the city were invited to send their best fighters to compete for the title.
This time, it hit Wind Spirit Dojo's sore spot. Because their high-end combat power had been lost, this competition would definitely be ugly.
When the time came, they would get seven or eight or ten people. This would be considered as destroying the Wind Spirit Dojo's reputation.
For this reason, Barton had found other advanced and intermediate Martial Masters to support him, so that his family could remain in the top three positions.
The venue for the competition was the largest gymnasium in Sky Spirit City, which could accommodate ten thousand people.
There were still many Martial Master enthusiasts watching the live broadcast on the big screen outside the gymnasium.
Before this, Clive and the others had already been recruited as dojo teachers, so there were no problems with their identities.
However, they still had to listen to the arrangements made by the dojo master. After all, it would be best if they could use their people to win the match.
Soon, the first match began.
On the stage was a basic Martial Master from the Fierce Tiger Dojo. The opponent he was fighting was a basic Martial Master from a small dojo in the city's west.
Although the two of them were fighting on the stage, Clive felt a little sleepy watching them.
"Wei Yang, what do you think of this match?" The dojo master asked.
Wei Yang looked at the two people on stage and said with a smile, "If this is all they have, then I can go up on stage and win a match for the Wind Spirit Dojo."
"Alright." The dojo master stroked his beard and said with a smile.
It was the Wind Spirit Dojo's turn for the second match. The early stages of this match were calculated based on the points system. If the opponent was randomly selected, the winner would receive some points.