Chapter 412: Ranking Prediction! Dinner with Ling Shuang!

"Master, the tea has arrived."

At this moment, Liu Wei also returned to the villa, gracefully walking over with three steaming cups of tea, placing them on the coffee table before leaving.

Unlike the tea Master Yang Zhentian of the Demon Great Town usually drinks, this tea is more like milk tea.

With a rich milky aroma and sweetness, Xu Jingming had already tried it during his first visit to Professor Su.

Now, without surprise, he picked up the tea and took a sip, immediately filling his mouth with creamy richness.

'Professor Su is a ninth-rank powerhouse, yet in some habits, she's not much different from an ordinary girl.'

Xu Jingming silently thought to himself as he set down the tea cup.

"Your trip to Myanmar still carries considerable danger; here, take this top-grade eighth-rank protective talisman.

It can shield you from up to three fatal attacks by eighth-rank peak abilities, offering you an extra layer of protection."

Setting down her own teacup, Su Qingli handed him the protective talisman.

Interestingly, the talisman's design matched the one Ling Shuang had given him before—it was also a bracelet.

However, the energy fluctuation it emitted was clearly far stronger than the one Ling Shuang had previously given him.

"Thank you, Professor."

Xu Jingming's eyes lit up as he respectfully accepted it and slipped it onto his right wrist.

Now, with two eighth-rank protective bracelets on both wrists, his safety was maximized!

"By the way, Professor, does the library have any SS-rank body cultivation techniques?"

After fastening the bracelet, Xu Jingming asked.

"Of course, but there are only four. Are you thinking of switching your body cultivation technique?"

Professor Su was well aware of the S-rank body cultivation technique Xu Jingming practiced.

"No, I just want to study them for reference, to see if I can improve my current technique."

"At just fifth-rank, you already want to refine an SS-rank body cultivation technique? You've got quite a bit of confidence."

Su Qingli chuckled in amusement but didn't discourage him:

"Creating a technique requires absorbing the strengths of various schools—the more you study, the easier it becomes to forge your own path.

I suggest you not only study SS-rank body cultivation techniques, but also examine lower-ranked ones, starting by creating E and D-rank techniques.

Don't jump straight to SS-rank; the difficulty is too great, and you're likely to give up halfway."

Creating a technique is vastly more difficult than learning one, even for Xu Jingming, who had already demonstrated astonishing comprehension.

Still, Su Qingli didn't believe he could create an SS-rank body cultivation technique.

Even creating a B-rank technique would already be extraordinary.

Keep in mind,

When she was at sixth-rank, the first technique she created was only C-rank.

"I understand, Professor," Xu Jingming quickly nodded.

A ten-thousand-foot tower rises from the ground—Professor Su was absolutely right.

"Also, three months from now, the once-every-five-years Global Talent Exchange Competition will open again. You'll participate, right?"

Su Qingli changed the subject and asked.

"Yes, I only just remembered it today after hearing Cao Ren mention it."

"As long as you're participating, it'll give you more practical combat experience.

With your current strength, you should easily make it into the global top 200."

"Top 200? That's so low?"

A look of surprise crossed Xu Jingming's determined face.

"The number of geniuses across the entire planet is far greater than you imagine; making the global top 200 is already impressive,"

Ling Shuang shook her head from the side.

In fact, even within their own nation of Daya, many young talents remain hidden,

staying out of the spotlight until the Talent Exchange Competition, where they aim to stun everyone.

"Of course, this is just an estimate based on your current strength.

In three months, your power will have grown significantly; your final ranking should reach the top 50."

Su Qingli added, "And you're only twenty this year—you can still compete in the next Talent Exchange Competition.

By then, you'll surely win the global championship."

As she spoke, a hint of anticipation appeared on her lovely face.

"That's true," Xu Jingming nodded, outwardly not disputing it.

But inwardly, he had already resolved to compete for the championship.

So what if there are many geniuses? In three months, his strength will surge dramatically...

Afterward, Xu Jingming stayed a little longer at Professor Su's place.

By the time he left the villa, it was already past seven in the evening.

Ling Shuang also left with him.

Rarely, she didn't use her space ability, walking beside him like an ordinary cultivator, on his right side.

"Professor Ling, I'm planning to grab dinner—would you like to join me?"

On the way,

Xu Jingming asked politely, not expecting her to accept.

But to his surprise, Ling Shuang turned her face toward him and nodded slightly: "Sure."

Xu Jingming paused in slight astonishment, then quickly recovered and smiled:

"It's rare to have Teacher Ling come along, so let's go to the commercial street. My treat."

He had originally planned to eat at the training camp cafeteria, but with Teacher Ling Shuang coming along, that was naturally out of the question.

"Sure thing. You just won a billion, so I ought to fleece this big spender of yours properly."

"No problem. Being able to share dinner with Teacher Ling is my honor."

"Sweet talker, no wonder so many girls liked you back at Magic University."

"......"

Back at Lei Ting Martial Arts Hall, Ling Shuang—stripped of her Magic University vice-principal identity—seemed much more easygoing.

The two of them chatted casually the whole way, heading toward the training camp's commercial street.

"Speaking of which, I haven't been to this side of the commercial street in several years.

I remember there was a restaurant called 'Shunxing Garden' that was pretty good—let's go there later."

On the way,

Ling Shuang's tall, graceful figure kept a distance of only five or six centimeters from Xu Jingming.

Her fitted pale-black classical outfit, elegant in bearing, also accentuated a near-perfect waist-to-hip ratio.

Her features were exquisite and mature, and especially the teardrop mole at the corner of her eye added an unusual, alluring charm.

As she swayed gently, she was like a fully ripened peach,

making anyone's heart race at the sight, with an extremely high head-turning rate.

Of course, Xu Jingming walking beside her was no slouch either—tall and well-built.

Beneath his pure-black combat suit, his muscles bulged slightly, faintly conveying a sense of power.

Combined with that slightly cold, austere, and resolute face, he gave off an unhurried, steady air.

The two of them walking down the street made many passersby turn their heads again and again.

Some recognized who they were, but weren't particularly surprised.

"Shunxing Garden?"

Hearing the name, Xu Jingming's expression turned odd—wasn't that the place Senior Brother Fan Ren had taken him to?

But he quickly caught himself, nodded, and said: "Alright, let's go there then."