Chapter 47

"17.8 m/s?"

"Did I see that wrong?"

"How could it be so fast? It’s too exaggerated; is he from a regular class?"

"Brother Yuan is awesome!"

"Li Yuan is too powerful." Outside the testing venue, hundreds of students burst into bursts of exclamations instantly.

The students of Class 2 of the third year, as Li Yuan’s classmates, were mostly shocked and excited; if one had to describe it in one sentence, it would be "Li Yuan is getting more and more awesome."

But like the elite class students, although they were also shocked, their performance was more like "This Li Yuan is so awesome?"

"Did he really not awaken Martial Dao spirituality?"

"This kind of physical fitness, almost level 8.0, maybe even level 8.0." The elite class students discussed, some not daring to believe it.

You know, as elite class students, they mostly had a sense of superiority when dealing with regular class students.

Before, they knew Li Yuan was powerful, especially his Martial Dao technique was extremely brilliant, even Lin Lanyue was not as good as Li Yuan.

It was just that, not awakening Martial Dao spirituality, in their subconscious, meant his cultivation speed would be much slower.

But Li Yuan’s current performance? He had already crushed most of the elite class students.

"Damn! Even faster than me; his physical fitness is about the same as mine? How could he improve so fast?"

Gu Qianghan’s eyes widened: "Doesn't that mean his raw score will leave me behind?"

Gu Qianghan, third in the grade in Martial Dao grades in the final exam of the second year.

But Gu Qianghan’s 40-meter explosive speed test was only 17.6 m/s.

"Lanyue, him?"

The slightly plump girl standing next to Lin Lanyue had her mouth open in a circle: "This kind of explosive speed, if placed in our class, could rank third, right?"

Lin Lanyue ignored her best friend; she had fallen into deep thought: "How did he do it? Is this the reason he could sign a B-level contract with the Starfire Martial Hall?"

In winter, the sun was just right, and the breeze was not dry.

The young girl stared at the handsome teenager wearing a white Martial Dao suit in the crowd.

The teenager showed a bright smile, accepting the warm cheers from his classmates, but had never looked at the young girl.

"Lanyue, don't daydream."

The slightly plump girl couldn't help but push the young girl’s hand: "I admit Li Yuan is handsome, seems more handsome than the boys in our class, but you don't have to be so infatuated."

"You’re the one who’s infatuated." Lin Lanyue glanced at her best friend: "I’m just a bit curious why he can improve so fast."

"Curious?"

Peng Qiqi giggled: "Curiosity is the first step to falling, oh; if you don't want the handsome guy, I won't be polite, oh."

"I think you’re the one who’s about to fall." Lin Lanyue raised her head: "Besides, I don't think Li Yuan is handsome; we are Martial Dao students, first we look at strength, appearance is not important."

"This is still not handsome?" Peng Qiqi teased: "Then you don't look down on any of the boys in our school."

"To make me look down on them, they at least have to get on the podium first." Lin Lanyue’s mouth curved slightly, pulling her best friend’s hand: "Let’s go, let’s gather for the 100-meter test."

"Podium?"

"Lanyue, listen to what you’re saying?" Peng Qiqi pretended to be exaggerated: "Only the number one in Martial Dao grades in the grade can get on the podium; who can compete with you? Oh, I know, you’ve taken a fancy to the junior students in the first or second year?"

"So you like the tender ones!"

"Young man, are you really a student from a regular class?" The two invigilators were from other schools and were also surprised by Li Yuan’s strength.

Among third-year high school students, without awakening Martial Dao spirituality, it was rare for physical fitness to exceed level 6.5.

Let alone the level of 7.9 or 8.0.

The two teachers temporarily stopped the exam to check the equipment while re-confirming Li Yuan’s identity from afar.

"Yes." Li Yuan nodded.

"Powerful, Guanzhong has another good seedling." One of the older Martial Dao teachers couldn't help but speak: "Young man, work hard; without spirituality bonus points, based on your physical fitness, you have hope of getting into the martial artist class of Jiangbei Martial Dao University."

"Thank you, teacher." Li Yuan smiled.

The martial artist class of Jiangbei Martial Dao University was similar to the elite class and would receive the best cultivation from Jiangbei Martial Dao University.

However, that was not Li Yuan’s goal.

Time passed, and the 100-meter, 1-kilometer, and 10-kilometer physical tests were conducted one after another.

Lin Lanyue was the most eye-catching.

The physical fitness she revealed was truly leading by a cliff-like margin, not only leaving all the elite class students behind but also far higher than the second place.

And the one whose attention was second only to her was Li Yuan.

In terms of physical test data, there were several other students in the elite class like Gu Qianghan who were not inferior to him.

It was just that Li Yuan was too special; he was only a student from a regular class and could not cultivate high-level cultivation methods... yet his physical fitness had already surpassed over 90% of the students in the elite class.

"Li Yuan’s improvement is too exaggerated."

"Did he really not awaken Martial Dao spirituality? How could his physical fitness improve so fast?"

"I just checked, at the end of the second year, according to the score conversion, his physical fitness should only be level 6.0."

"In just half a year, physical fitness improved by nearly 2 levels, even more exaggerated than the top students in the elite class."

"By the college entrance exam, what level will his physical fitness be? Level 9? He won't become a martial artist directly, will he?"

"Martial Dao technique, he is number one, and his physical fitness is also so awesome?"

"What will his Martial Dao score be in this adjustment exam? I feel like he can rush into the top twenty of the grade."

"Top twenty is definitely in, maybe even top ten of the grade."

"Top ten of the grade? Absolutely impossible."

"He didn't awaken Martial Dao spirituality, and the top ten of the grade normally have spirituality bonus points; it’s too difficult for Li Yuan to get into the top ten, no matter how high his technique score is, it can't be full marks." Many students in the third year were discussing.

For a time, Li Yuan simply became a popular figure in the school, receiving much attention.

The counterattack of the weak has always been the topic most loved by the public.

Li Yuan was not a weakling, but he hadn't awakened Martial Dao spirituality, yet he could already resonate with and gain the favor of most regular students.

It would even create a sense of substitution — so what if you don't awaken? You’re still awesome.

...The three-day January adjustment exam ended.

The evening was a self-study class, and the exam results would be announced the next day in class.

After seven o'clock in the evening.

Starfire Martial Hall Guanshan Branch, inside the 7024 Martial Dao room.

"Boom!"

"Hoo!" "Thump!" Li Yuan, wearing a loose Martial Dao suit, was practicing the "Rock-Solid Fist Technique."

This was a fist technique compatible with the "Rock-Solid Cultivation Method," or rather, the fist technique itself was a direct evolution of the cultivation method’s stance and practice.

Every move and style seemed slow, but the sudden eruption between movement and stillness was extremely sharp.

"Fist technique practices control over the body."

"Spear technique practices control over the weapon."

"When the spear technique broke through to the third stage, it was the fist technique that broke through one step earlier." Li Yuan practiced calmly, his peripheral vision subconsciously glancing at the Divine Palace panel: "Spear technique, just broke through to third stage 90%, but fist technique had long reached third stage 99%."

"The fourth stage of spear technique requires the unity of body, mind, and weapon."

"But the fourth stage of fist technique only requires the unity of body and mind." Li Yuan pondered silently: "If I can't even achieve the perfect unity of body and mind, how can I achieve the unity of body, mind, and weapon?"

The unity of body and mind is the foundation of the unity of body, mind, and weapon.

Spear and fist are not separated.

Practicing the spear is essentially practicing the fist, but Li Yuan would occasionally practice the fist technique specifically.

"On the Divine Palace panel, my physical fitness is level 7.8, but according to the performance test data today, it should be about the same as other level 7.9 students." Li Yuan’s thoughts drifted: "According to the college entrance exam standard, my physical fitness score should be around 435."

"Technique score, I didn't have any mistakes today, definitely over 380." Li Yuan sighed secretly.

If he wanted to reach 380 points, Li Yuan estimated that he should reach above the intermediate level of the third stage.

With his spear technique close to the third stage perfection, how many points could he get? Li Yuan had no idea in his heart.

"However."

"According to the most conservative estimate, as long as the cultural score is over 65, my total Martial Dao score will be at least over 880." Li Yuan recited silently: "There is hope to rush into the top ten."

Rushing into the top ten of the grade, Li Yuan had a certain degree of confidence.

But top five of the grade?

"The hope is very small, don't expect it." Li Yuan punched out suddenly, causing the surrounding air to explode faintly.

Li Yuan didn't feel any disappointment in his heart.

What should be done had been done with all his might, and the rest was just waiting.

"No matter what the result is, I have no regrets; why bother looking for trouble?" Li Yuan’s heart was as calm as water, practicing fist techniques silently.

The heart of a martial artist only seeks no regrets.

Nine o'clock in the evening, Guanshan District No. 1 High School, Principal’s office.

Principal Tan Zhenlong was still working overtime.

"Beep——" The smart assistant’s voice sounded: "Master, teacher Xu Bo is calling you via video."

"Xu Bo?"

"This guy, really can't wait for even a quarter of an hour." Tan Zhenlong shook his head and smiled, putting down the grade sheet in his hand, and said: "Xiao Jiu, connect."

Hum~ A large amount of light gathered, and a light screen formed.

The iron tower-like Xu Bo appeared in the light screen projection.

"Old Tan, have you seen the January adjustment exam results?" Xu Bo’s face was full of smiles.

"I’ve seen them."

Tan Zhenlong nodded, very indifferently: "Teacher Xu is looking for me so late, what’s the matter?"

"It’s about Li Yuan." Xu Bo said.

"Li Yuan?" Tan Zhenlong nodded: "He performed quite well."

"So?" Xu Bo looked at Tan Zhenlong.

"So what?" Tan Zhenlong showed a smile at the corner of his mouth, looking at Xu Bo.

"What kind of attitude is this." Xu Bo glared: "You old melon skin, don't pretend to be ignorant for me; I have video evidence from last time."

"Hurry up."

"I’ve already sent the scholarship application to you, hurry up and approve it."