Chapter 110: Damn! I

"Dean, Jingming has arrived."

Ten minutes later, Xu Jingming entered the living room of the villa under Fu Bo's guidance.

"Teacher."

Xu Jingming bowed respectfully to his teacher Yang Zhentian, while also noticing a strange man and woman in the living room.

"Jingming, come here, let me introduce you."

"This is your senior from third year, Xu Wei; this is your senior from second year, Tong Yue."

Under Teacher Yang Zhentian's introduction, Xu Jingming learned these were his senior classmates.

He then politely greeted: "Senior Xu, Senior Tong."

Wherever you go, polite people always win others' goodwill.

Thus, both Xu Wei and Tong Yue formed a very favorable first impression of this junior.

The composed Xu Wei stood up from the sofa with a faint smile:

"Junior, welcome. I've long heard Teacher has taken on a new student, but I was away all summer and only returned to campus yesterday."

"By the way, this is the gift I prepared for you."

"A Grade Four Yuan Energy Pill—it greatly increases the efficiency of Yuan Energy absorption during cultivation of psychic training methods."

"It's essentially a B-class cultivation resource."

Senior Xu Wei handed over a small wooden box.

At the same time, Senior Tong Yue chuckled lightly: "I didn't prepare any gift—I'll just transfer you 200 academic credits directly."

Just now, she had already obtained Xu Jingming's student account from Senior Liu Ming.

She then pulled out her phone and transferred 200 academic credits immediately.

"Thank you, Senior Xu and Senior Tong."

Xu Jingming politely thanked them after accepting the gifts.

He then turned to Senior Liu Ming and asked curiously: "Senior Liu, weren't you fully recovered? Why are you still in a wheelchair?"

"It's not as simple as you think—the newly regrown legs haven't fully reconnected their internal nerves."

"To achieve complete freedom of movement, you'll still need to wait two or three more days."

Senior Liu Ming shook his head.

"Two or three days? That's fine." Xu Jingming nodded.

Only on Blue Planet do healing psychics exist; in his past life, limb regeneration would have been pure fantasy.

"Enough about that. Your Senior Tong just doubted whether what I said was true."

"Tell her yourself—after you entered school, didn't you master four A-grade lightning-based combat techniques in succession?"

Facing Senior Liu Ming's question, Xu Jingming smiled and nodded:

"Senior Liu is correct."

"No way! That's actually true?!"

Before Senior Tong Yue could speak, Senior Xu Wei exclaimed in surprise first.

"So Senior Xu also thought Senior Liu was exaggerating."

Senior Tong Yue silently muttered, then stared at Xu Jingming in amazement:

"You advanced rapidly in rank while mastering so many A-grade combat techniques in such a short time."

"Can you share your experience? Senior sister wants to learn too."

Tong Yue was extremely curious.

She herself had only just recently advanced to Second Rank Upper Tier.

Lei Shen Zhi how arduous rank breakthroughs are.

Yet Xu Jingming's rank was already equal to hers.

And he had mastered more A-grade combat techniques than she, his senior by a full year—where could one even argue that?

"No special experience—I'm just naturally gifted."

"I can learn combat techniques after watching them a few times; no need to waste much time."

"Natural talent—that's something you probably can't learn, Senior Sister."

Xu Jingming hesitated.

The Deep Blue System was equivalent to his natural talent—but this insane talent only activated after killing ferocious beasts.

"Junior, that stings..."

Tong Yue pressed her right hand to her chest, feigning injury.

Yet internally, she was very satisfied with Xu Jingming's answer.

Talent is talent—she hated it when people attributed their talent to hard work.

Isn't that nonsense?

Who among those who got into the Metropolis Psychic University doesn't work hard?

If hard work alone were enough, why are there so few Fourth Rank psychics in the school?

"I've always been satisfied with Jingming's natural talent and diligence."

Teacher Yang Zhentian interjected, smiling at Xu Jingming:

"I mentioned on the phone that I'd throw you a victory banquet after you returned, but it got delayed because of Senior Liu's situation."

"We'll make up the banquet now—also to congratulate you on winning first place in the Freshman Competition."

"Though I wasn't there yesterday, I learned of your brilliant performance from Dean Sun last night."

"It was nothing—they were all too weak."

Xu Jingming gave a modest smile. "Right, Teacher, I want you to help me test a combat technique."

"What combat technique? Senior Brother Liu has trouble getting around, and you've still got me right here—no need to trouble the Teacher."

Xu Wei said generously.

"The S-rank combat technique 'Nether Prison Mingyu Lei Kai'..."

Xu Jingming blinked and said hesitantly.

Senior Brother Xu Wei was only at the lower tier of the third rank, so he most likely couldn't break through the Nether Prison Mingyu Lei Kai's defense.

"Nether Prison Mingyu Lei Kai? An S-rank combat technique?"

Xu Wei sucked in a breath of cold air. "Alright then, sorry for the intrusion."

The open-air training ground behind the classroom villa.

Yang Zhentian and Xu Jingming stood facing each other, while Xu Wei, Tong Yue, and Liu Ming, who was in a wheelchair, watched from the side.

"You guys think Junior Brother really learned that S-rank combat technique?"

Xu Wei couldn't help but ask.

As a lightning-element ability user himself, he had also seen this S-rank combat technique in the Combat Technique Library.

But with only A-rank authority, he needed thirty thousand credits to learn this S-rank combat technique.

Therefore, he had only ever read the technique's brief description.

Even so, the might of this combat technique was already enough to make him drool.

He never expected that Xu Jingming, who had enrolled two years after him, would actually claim he had already mastered this combat technique!

"From what I know of Xu Jingming, he doesn't talk big."

Liu Ming said slowly, deep in thought.

"Alright, I finally understand what you mean by 'monstrous talent,' Senior Brother."

Xu Wei felt a surge of emotions welling up inside him.

If he hadn't witnessed it with his own eyes, he would never have believed the school could have a monstrous talent like Xu Jingming...

"Nether Prison Mingyu Lei Kai!"

At the center of the open-air training ground, Xu Jingming's gaze sharpened slightly.

Blue-purple lightning swirled around his body, condensing into a full set of ghostly-purple armor!

Lightning and electric arcs kept leaping and flowing across the surface of the seemingly liquefied thunder armor.

"It really is the S-rank combat technique, Nether Prison Mingyu Lei Kai!"

Yang Zhentian hadn't expected Xu Jingming to bring him yet another huge surprise!

Crackle-crackle—

Amid the pleasant surprise, Yang Zhentian's A-rank lightning-element ability, Wind-Fire True Thunder—whose aura was countless times stronger than Xu Jingming's—erupted in an instant!

Then the intensity of his aura instantly dropped: "Jingming, I'll start by testing you at the strength of a peak third-rank ability user!"

Yang Zhentian clearly knew how freakish Xu Jingming was, so he suppressed his ability's might directly down to peak third rank!

Sizzle—

The crimson-red thunder suddenly blasted onto Xu Jingming's thunder armor, not even leaving the slightest mark!

And the impact force generated by the thunder blast, after being weakened by 90% by the Nether Prison Mingyu Lei Kai,

acting on Xu Jingming's body, was simply negligible!

"Teacher, ramp up the power! This isn't enough of a kick!"

Xu Jingming shouted.

"Good, next is twice the power of peak third rank!"

The crimson-red thunder, now twice as powerful, roared forth once more, still failing to leave even the tiniest trace on the armor.

"Again!"

"Four times!"

"Six times!"

"..."

Accompanied by the piercing sound of thunder, bolt after bolt of crimson-red thunder, each more powerful than the last, continuously bombarded Xu Jingming.

The power of every single thunderbolt was, for Xu Wei and Tong Yue, enough to be fatal!

Yet Xu Jingming stood there as if nothing were the matter, bathing in the red thunder.

Watching this scene, Liu Ming in his wheelchair wore a strange expression.

Why does it feel like I've somehow become a unit of measurement?