Chapter 5: Limit-Breaking Awakening!

Xia Country, Qinzhou, Northern border.

Above the vast clouds, a Gong Dian stands in the air, with Flying Celestial ships like a swarm of bees coming and going incessantly.

Within it, Ting Tai and pavilions are arranged in an orderly fashion, with thick clouds gathering between the flying eaves and bracket sets.

Inside a Tingyuan, a girl of about ten years old, wearing a cyan training suit, is throwing punches continuously.

Sweat flows down constantly, and a look of Fatigue appears on the girl's face.

"Sister, I want to rest..." the girl says weakly, looking at a woman in Black Clothes standing on the eaves; the woman is about Seventeen years old, with a beautiful Appearance and a heroic bearing.

"Continue, you can already feel that someone is competing with you for the Awakening, yet you still won't work hard!" the woman named Gong Fanling scolds.

"But Sister, I'm so tired; that person only appeared for a split second yesterday, they aren't strong." The girl pants heavily.

"Continue!" Gong Fanling frowns:

"If you want to walk the path of Limit-Breaking Awakening, you cannot have even a hint of relaxation. Once that person awakens, you will only be able to have a Bloodline Awakening in the future; how would that be any different from rotten wood and decaying Herb?"

"Alright." The girl continues to throw punches, muttering:

"Sister, aren't you a Bloodline Awakening yourself? Yet you still lecture me."

"What did you say!" Gong Fanling's willow eyebrows stand upright: "I would like to have a Limit-Breaking Awakening, who wouldn't? Do I even have the chance?!"

"I was wrong..." the girl panics:

"That person gives me a very weak feeling; I will definitely awaken earlier than them!"

………………

Six o'clock in the evening.

Wang Yang walks out of the Office, feeling frustrated, and stands on the Playground smoking a Cigarette in gloom.

Today, the grades of Class Three were truly too poor.

The sky is already dark, and the summer night carries a cool Wind; a thin figure running continuously on the Playground catches Wang Yang's attention.

That is... Chen Yan.

A look of surprise appears in Wang Yang's Pupil, but it quickly returns to calm, and he walks downstairs toward the Playground.

"Didn't you go back a long time ago?"

Wang Yang's voice makes Chen Yan stop his pace, and Chen Yan wipes the sweat from his Forehead.

【Saint-Breaking Realm: Level One (2/3)】

【Break-Saint Fruit:

Force: (78/100)

Blood (9/100)】

Chen Yan shifts his attention away from the Data Panel; after paying back Hu Zeyuan, Chen Yan still chooses to return to the school Training Room.

In terms of training grounds alone, Jia Li is certainly not as good as the school.

"I want to compete for the True Martial Prize Money, so I cannot be slack," Chen Yan says Laughing; there is no need for him to hide anything from Wang Yang.

Wang Yang is Stun.

Chen Yan actually has such a plan; if he wants the True Martial Prize Money, Chen Yan must defeat Zhang Qingsi.

Wang Yang looks at Chen Yan, knowing that the other party is serious.

Awesome.

Wang Yang opens his Mouth, then says:

"Actually, the punch you threw today should have erupted with greater Fist Power; it's just that your force exertion and posture were all wrong."

As he speaks, Wang Yang's body bows slightly, his left Fist pressed before his Cheek, his right Fist pressed near his Cheek, and his Mu Guang suddenly turns with a Fierce Light.

Bang!

He throws a punch into the air, and Chen Yan is suddenly Stun; Wang Laoshi wants to teach him, so he becomes serious.

…………

"Wrong, to clench a Fist, you must clench your Finger first!"

"Force exertion, force exertion, don't you feel at a disadvantage using only your arms to exert force?"

"Use your Waist, use your hips, you must use your hips!"

Time passes slowly, and Wang Yang continues to instruct.

What makes him happy is that Chen Yan's speed in mastering the Technique is not the best, but it is not bad either.

What is even more precious is that hard work is also a talent in some aspects, isn't it?

It is eleven o'clock at night.

On the other side of the school, three students walk out of the Training Room.

Of the three, two are Male Student and one is a Woman; the school uniform on the short-haired girl is already soaked with sweat, and there is a flush and sweat on her goose-egg face.

This is precisely the one with the best Martial Dao grades in the entire Qingshan Gao, Yu Zhiwen from Class One.

As for the two Male Student behind Yu Zhiwen, one is tall and burly, panting heavily, walking in low spirits.

Class Two, Wang Yu.

The other one, slightly shorter in stature, is precisely Zhang Qingsi from Class Three.

"Hello, Wang Laoshi."

Yu Zhiwen smiles sweetly at Wang Yang, her gaze bypassing Wang Yang to look at Chen Yan on the Playground before she leaves, lost in thought.

As for Wang Yu and Zhang Qingsi, they leave directly with their heads lowered.

Before long, Teaching Director Xia Dong also walks out of the Training Room, sighing as he comes to Wang Yang's side.

"What's wrong, Director Xia?" Wang Yang asks with a smile.

"Disobedient, that Zhang Qingsi in your class..., he is a bit too lazy." Xia Dong shakes his head, though he says nothing more.

Zhang Qingsi's Father, Zhang Gefang, is also a person of status and reputation in Luoshan County; he naturally has his own motives for providing Private Training to these three students.

Private Training for students is no longer just a relationship between teacher and student, but more like the relationship between Master and Disciple.

He spends time providing free Private Training as an investment in these few students; once the other party grows up, his own path will also widen significantly.

"Don't just talk about me, why haven't you finished work yet?" Xia Dong asked, following Wang Yang's Gaze to see Chen Yan on the Playground, his eyebrows raised slightly:

"Is this the one in your class who passed the Fist Power Test besides Zhang Qingsi?"

"Yes, Chen Yan." Wang Yang nodded.

"The Technique is a bit too poor." Xia Dong saw the problem with Chen Yan's punching at a glance:

"Having only raw strength, yet the Technique is so poor even in the third year of high school; no matter whether he walks the path of SoulRefining or the path of Horizontal Refinement in the future, it will be very difficult."

Xia Dong shook his head and left.

"Chen Yan missed school in his second year of high school due to matters, so the Technique is indeed a bit lacking." Wang Yang added.

Xia Dong waved his hand; a day of teaching and Private Training had already left him very tired, and he had no heart to worry about other things, looking at Wang Yang:

"You haven't gone back yet, just right to go drink some Wine with me."

"I won't go." Wang Yang refused with Laughter, and after Xia Dong left, Wang Yang looked at Chen Yan on the Playground again.

As if there were an invisible timer, it was no longer class time, and Chen Yan could leave at any time, but the two on the Playground began an invisible Dao of Struggle again.

Until eleven o'clock at night.

"Chen Yan, go back and sleep!"

Wang Yang shouted with Laughter:

"Do you want to skip class tomorrow?"

Chen Yan's progress in training was interrupted by Wang Yang, his body slumped on the lawn, panting heavily.

It was twelve o'clock when he returned to Jia Li.

Chen Yan saw his Father sitting in the courtyard, reading a book by the dim Yan Deng, and asked in surprise: "Dad, what are you reading?"

Chen Yuhu's expression changed slightly, and he put the book away: "I just like reading some novels."

Chen Yan's eyebrows raised slightly; Dad likes reading novels too?

"Dad, aren't you cooking noodles?"

Usually at this time, Chen Yuhu would prepare for tomorrow's Fried Noodles.

"Tomorrow, I have something to do."

Seeing Chen Yan return and noticing Chen Yan's gaze, Chen Yuhu explained:

"I'm just going to the Xian to buy some materials.

I haven't praised you yet, a 1,500 scholarship, my Son is more capable than me."

Chen Yan touched his Brain and just laughed out loud.

"By the way, Xiaoyan, have the classmates in your class all started the Medicine Bath?" Chen Yuhu asked inadvertently.

"Medicine Bath?" Chen Yan's eyebrows raised slightly.

There are indeed a few students in the class whose families are preparing for the Medicine Bath; through the Medicine Bath, the possibility of the Awakening of Qi and Blood can be greatly increased.

But the cost of the Medicine Bath is very high, and his own family certainly doesn't have the conditions for it.

"There shouldn't be many; I feel that I can achieve the Awakening of Qi and Blood without the Medicine Bath."

Chen Yan said earnestly; he truly did not want his Father to go to the Qingshan Inner Perimeter like the other Elder in the Village.

Many people in the Village, when in urgent need of money, would secretly enter the Qingshan Inner Perimeter to run the Mountain; there are naturally those who pick precious Herb, but many also die in the Qingshan Inner Perimeter.

He now has the Po Saint Realm and never feels that his future will be bleak.

The next day.

Wang Yang arrived at the School Gate with Black Eye Circles, dozing off while preparing to enter the school, but was startled by a figure rushing out of the school.

"Director Xia, what happened to you?"

It was seen that Xia Dong was holding a ruler and walking out from inside the school.

"I'm so angry; I've already said so many times to have them gather at the Training Room at six o'clock every day. Not only is this Zhang Qingsi late every day, but he is also the laziest when it comes to daily training."

Xia Dong's expression was ugly, and he was already furious at this moment.

"This... Director Xia, calm your anger." Wang Yang kindly advised:

"Zhang Qingsi's family has good conditions, and the habits formed over many years cannot be changed overnight."

Xia Dong paused, then sighed deeply and walked back to the school.

Wang Yang shook his head, thinking of Chen Yan in his mind.

The world is just that absurd; some things are within reach for some, while others cannot obtain them no matter what.

Thinking this way, Wang Yang looked at the Playground, his eyelids jumping:

"Good kid!"

It was seen that on the Playground, a figure in White Clothes was running, catching the morning light, face covered in sweat.

Does this kid not know what tired is?

Good.

Just like me.

"Hello, Wang Laoshi."

On the side, Hu Yuan and several classmates walked by and spoke to Wang Yang.

"Hu Yuan, your cousin is really hardworking; no wonder he could pass the Fist Power Test."

A student looked at the running Chen Yan and sighed.

"Heh."

Hu Yuan gave a soft shout; he naturally already knew that Chen Yan had paid back the money to their family yesterday, and that his own Father, Hu Zeyuan, had even beaten him for it.

Upon seeing Chen Yan, the Anger in Hu Yuan's heart grew even more intense; if it weren't for Chen Yan, his own Father wouldn't have beaten him.

"If he passes the Fist Power Test, can he get the True Martial Prize Money?"

Hu Yuan said indifferently, looking at the few people beside him:

"I'm treating everyone to dinner tonight, ask Brother Zhang to come along too, none of you run off after school."

In an instant, joy appeared on the faces of several classmates.

On the other side, Wang Yang had been watching Chen Yan the whole time.

"Training like this is actually bad; it will deplete the body."

Just as he was about to go over and tell Chen Yan to rest for a bit, Wang Yang saw Chen Yan stop and stand blankly on the Playground, or more accurately, looking at the Bronze Statue by the side of the Playground.

Strength!

Is this the feeling of strength?

Chen Yan Clenched Fists, feeling the bulging of the muscles all over his body.

Po Sheng Realm, leveled up!

【Po Sheng Realm: Level 2 (0/15)】

【Break-Saint Fruit:

Strength: (0/100)

Blood (9/100)

Technique: (0/100)】

In the Consciousness World, Chen Yan swallowed the newly grown Strength Character Po Sheng Fruit into his stomach; the substantive, sweet, and mellow fragrance slid down his Throat.

Gurgle, gurgle, gurgle...

Rolling power flowed through his limbs and Skeleton like a great river; Chen Yan's body was trembling imperceptibly at this moment.

Suddenly, it felt as if his own body weight had vanished.

Powerful, powerful, what a powerful feeling.

Chen Yan clenched his fists; he really wanted to find someone to test whether his Fist was powerful or not, but all his attention was still drawn to the changes within the Po Sheng Realm.

He saw that the trunk of the Breaking Saint Tree, which was originally only the thickness of an adult's arm, was now swelling like a sponge; the originally dead, gray Skin of the tree kept cracking and falling off, revealing the fresh, verdant trunk within.

The seven or eight crooked branches from before had also grown much thicker.

When Chen Yan looked at the Bronze Statue standing by the Playground, Golden Light grew and emerged from the boundless Darkness, drifting toward the Breaking Saint Tree that towered in the dark void.

This time, the Golden Light was not blocked, but was simply absorbed by the Breaking Saint Tree.

On a branch that had never sprouted a new Aura, a bit of new green emerged.

On the already changed Data Panel, it quickly caused a change.

【Break-Saint Fruit:

Technique: 1/100】