Chapter 56: Club Invitation! Dormitory Social

"Crushing! Still crushing!"

"In just four or five seconds, he unleashed four combat techniques—this is insane!"

"Moreover, the transitions between the techniques were seamless!"

"......"

The Blood Surge Pill forcibly boosted Lei Zhou’s rank to Second-Rank Lower Tier, and everyone assumed he could stage a miraculous comeback.

Yet, it was still Xu Jingming’s overwhelming domination!

And most terrifying was how perfectly Xu Jingming timed his technique releases.

He remained still as stone; when he moved, it was thunderous and unstoppable!

His continuous barrage of techniques left Lei Zhou with no chance to counter.

The battle ended instantly!

"And most importantly, he actually stopped his techniques mid-execution! That’s the most terrifying part!"

After releasing a technique, it’s extremely difficult to halt it—even if forcibly stopped, the user suffers backlash from their own qi and blood.

Yet Xu Jingming stopped as if nothing had happened, his breath not even slightly disturbed.

This made some students involuntarily gasp in awe.

"By the way, Xu Jingming’s combat techniques all look incredibly powerful—are they all B-rank?"

"Possibly. The power is too intense—Lei Zhou’s flame barrier shattered in less than a second."

"Four B-rank techniques? Impressive. The highest technique I’ve mastered is only C-rank."

"......"

Indeed,

Xu Jingming’s four lightning-based combat techniques gave them a sense of overwhelming strength utterly unlike low-rank techniques.

Behind the spectator seats, Liu Mingren was stunned by the freshmen’s chatter.

Others might not know the technique ranks, but as his fellow sect brother, how could he not?

Lei Mao, Continuous Thunder Spear, Thunder Prison, and Thunder Flash—all were A-rank techniques!

"Four A-rank techniques, little brother—you really dare to pick them!"

Liu Ming couldn’t help but whisper in amazement.

As Xu Jingming’s senior, Liu Ming had received the same technique list after becoming Yang Zhentian’s disciple.

Yet in the end, he’d chosen only one A-rank technique: Thunder Flash.

The rest were B-rank and C-rank techniques.

It wasn’t that he didn’t want higher-rank techniques.

It was that the higher the rank, the harder they were to learn—and the longer the training cycle!

He naturally wouldn’t overload himself with high-rank techniques and slow his own progress.

But Xu Jingming didn’t just pick A-rank techniques—he picked four of them at once!

And even more absurdly, he’d mastered them all!

"How am I supposed to face myself, your senior, who spent four months just learning Thunder Flash?"

Liu Ming shook his head and sighed.

Having such an outstanding junior made him, as senior, feel immense pressure...

"Xu Jingming, I admit defeat—honestly and fully.

All credits and Daxia currency are yours. Also, I’ll pay your aunt on time as agreed."

On the arena, Lei Zhou finally recovered from the searing pain.

After a long, deep look at Xu Jingming, he clutched his shoulder and limped off the arena, gritting his teeth.

He lost.

This time, he was utterly defeated!

And it was practically a total annihilation!

He couldn’t win in normal form—and even after taking the Blood Surge Pill, he still couldn’t win!

Everything that had just happened had plunged him into deep despair.

Moreover, his right scapula was shattered—he’d need to pay heavily for a healing specialist to treat it.

And after ten minutes, once the Blood Surge Pill’s effect faded, his entire body would instantly lose all strength.

For the next two months, he’d be confined to bed for recovery.

One step behind, and you fall further behind with every step!

For new students entering the Magic Capital Institute of Psychic Abilities, this was the golden period to strengthen themselves.

Two months without training meant he was already half-destroyed.

Even if he later managed to catch up, he’d never make it into the top tier of freshmen.

Catching up to Xu Jingming? That was pure fantasy.

But did he regret it?

Lei Zhou did not regret it.

Before taking the Blood Surge Pill, he’d already prepared himself for any outcome.

He just hadn’t expected Xu Jingming’s power to be this monstrous...

"Student Xu Jingming, congratulations on your victory."

Judge Zhou Yun smiled slightly.

She then transferred all credits and Daxia currency into Xu Jingming’s account.

Including Lei Zhou’s 50 credits and 3.2 million Daxia currency.

Now, Xu Jingming’s student account held 422 credits.

His bank account held 7.31 million Daxia currency.

"Fighting bets really is a fast way to make money."

Xu Jingming shook his head.

With the battle over, his grudge with Lei Zhou was settled.

Judging by Lei Zhou’s expression, he was genuinely terrified—no further trouble was likely.

He casually slung the long spear over his back and leapt down from the arena.

"Bang!!"

Xu Jingming himself weighed 120 kilograms, and with the 210-kilogram Obsidian Spear on his back, the total was 330 kilograms!

Jumping down from a one-meter-high arena felt like dropping a massive iron block.

The ground trembled slightly, making his roommate Liu Wentao, who had just walked over from the stands, blink in surprise:

"Big Brother Ming, how heavy is this spear? Feels like a ton."

"210 kilograms." Xu Jingming replied coolly.

"210 kilograms!"

Liu Wentao’s eyes widened—he himself weighed only 65 kilograms.

This one spear was equivalent to three of him?!

"No way! No wonder Lei Zhou didn’t dare clash with you head-on—two hundred kilos slamming down? Who could take that?"

Liu Wentao whistled in amazement.

In his estimation, even provincial champions from other regions wouldn’t dare catch that spear directly.

"Student Xu Jingming, are you interested in joining a club?"

Suddenly, a girl appeared before Xu Jingming, smiling as she spoke.

She had a beautiful face and a tall, slender figure.

Her legs, beneath the black skirt, were round and long, glowing with pale whiteness.

Unlike ordinary female students, her makeup was mature—she didn’t look like a college student at all.

Rather, she resembled a polished, elite businesswoman.

"Who are you?"

Xu Jingming asked, puzzled—he didn’t recognize her.

"Vice President of the Spirit Fox Club, Su Man."

Su Man smiled sweetly and handed him a business card.

It bore her name, title, and club affiliation.

"Your battle was spectacular. We need fresh blood like you in the Spirit Fox Club."

Su Man cut straight to the point, "The Spirit Fox Club ranks among the top clubs in the school.

Our president is a Third-Rank Upper Tier psychic. Besides organizing cultivation exchange sessions,

We occasionally take members into the Wild Zones to hunt ferocious beasts and enhance practical combat ability.

Also, we distribute resources monthly.

In short, joining our club offers many benefits. Would you be interested?"

Su Man listed the club’s advantages in one breath, then looked at Xu Jingming expectantly.

This scene was noticed by nearby students.

"Spirit Fox Club? I think they’re an elite club, right?"

Yes, it’s them—I saw their recruitment post on the school forum before.

But aren’t they only recruiting second-rank psychics? Why approach Xu Jingming?

Hehe, do you really think whether Xu Jingming is second-rank matters now?

Hmm, come to think of it, you’re right.

Tsk tsk, the Spirit Fox Society—how envious.

As a higher education institution, Magu Psychic University naturally had its share of clubs.

But unlike ordinary cultural schools’ electronics clubs or Go clubs,

Magu Psychic University’s clubs didn’t require you to master any special skill.

As long as you were a psychic, you could join.

Of course,

some clubs set recruitment thresholds.

For instance, at least mid-tier first-rank, or at least upper-tier first-rank.

Clubs with thresholds above second-rank were called elite clubs.

Since members of such clubs were all strong individuals,

whether exchanging cultivation insights or hunting ferocious beasts together, the experience was excellent.

The Spirit Fox Society, as an elite club, was one many new students dreamed of joining.

But they were stuck—unable to meet the rank requirement, they couldn’t even qualify for an interview.

Yet now, the vice-president of the Spirit Fox Society had directly invited Xu Jingming—how could they not be envious?

“The Spirit Fox Society?”

Xu Jingming’s eyebrows lifted slightly.

He had no objection to joining a club.

But he needed to learn what kind of club the Spirit Fox Society truly was.

“Su Man, your Spirit Fox Society is breaking the rules.”

At that moment, Senior Liu Ming walked over from nearby, frowning.

“President Liu, didn’t expect to see you here. My apologies.”

Su Man’s face changed slightly; she hurriedly apologized, then swiftly walked away with a swaying gait.

“Senior, what’s going on?” Xu Jingming was puzzled.

“Nothing.”

Liu Ming waved his hand. “Clubs usually begin recruiting new students only after the Freshman Competition.

That’s a long-standing rule among all clubs, but some still try to sneak in behind the scenes.”

“I see.” Xu Jingming understood.

The clubs likely set this rule to assess students’ strength during the Freshman Competition before recruiting.

“Of course, I understand them—after all, younger brother, you’re too outstanding.”

Liu Ming patted Xu Jingming’s shoulder. “Alright, the observation’s over. I’m heading back to the dorm.”

“Goodbye, Senior.”

Xu Jingming nodded. Liu Ming waved and turned away.

“Liu Ming, third-rank peak psychic, wields the A-rank Lightning psychic ability Jade Pivot True Thunder.”

He is also the vice-president of the elite club Ash Society.

Senior Liu Ming is even more refined in person than in the school photos.”

Watching Liu Ming walk away, Liu Wentao—the campus gossip—murmured in admiration.

Magu Psychic University had roughly four thousand enrolled students.

Most were first- or second-rank; those reaching third-rank numbered fewer than two hundred.

As for fourth-rank, though some existed, almost none stayed on campus.

After his remark, Liu Wentao turned again to Xu Jingming:

“By the way, Ming-ge, have you ever been to Magu City’s center?”

“No.”

Xu Jingming shook his head.

These past few days, he’d devoted all his time to training—he hadn’t even left campus, let alone the city center.

“Perfect—I haven’t been either. How about we go to the city center tonight?”

“Alright.”

Xu Jingming paused, then nodded.

He understood the principle: alternating tension and relaxation ensures longevity.

After training so long, he truly needed to relax.

Besides, he was quite curious about Magu City—one of the most prosperous in Great Xia.

“Good, but just the two of us won’t be fun.

I’ll post a dorm social event thread on the forum—see if anyone wants to join. If we get some girls, even better.

Liu Wentao eagerly proposed, pulling out his phone and typing as he followed Xu Jingming out.

Soon, a post titled “Anyone Want to Go to Magu City Center Tonight?”

appeared on Magu Psychic University’s student forum.

The post clearly stated his and Xu Jingming’s identities and their plan to visit the city center that evening.

“Qiuyun, look—Xu Jingming and his group are going to Magu City Center tonight and looking for companions!”

On the spectator seats, Qi Dongxia, already rising to leave, suddenly spotted Liu Wentao’s post on her phone.

Her face lit up: “Qiuyun, let’s go together—consider it a dorm social event!”

“Xu Jingming...”

She gazed at the tall figure walking toward the exit.

Song Qiuyun, usually uninterested in such gatherings, paused briefly, then nodded: “Alright.”

Meanwhile, after leaving the training building, Xu Jingming received a call from his aunt Xu Qingwan.

“Xiao Ming, everything alright in Magu?”

“Yeah, fine.”

“Haha, good, good! Last time I called, I forgot to tell you—your cousin Tang Qi got accepted by your school in Magu.”

His aunt’s voice was cheerful, full of laughter.

“Oh? Which school?”

“Linjiang Psychic University. Seems not too far from your Magu Psychic University.”

“Linjiang Psychic University? That’s indeed not far from here.”

Xu Jingming smiled.

The Magu University District had five psychic universities; Linjiang Psychic University was one of them.

Nationally, it ranked around one hundred—decent enough.

“When is Cousin Qi coming to enroll?”

“Official enrollment is September 1st. She wants to come early, but hasn’t decided on a date yet.”

“Alright, let me know when she decides—I’ll pick her up at the station.”

After chatting a while longer, Xu Jingming ended the call.

Teacher Yang Zhentian had been absent from campus lately.

So he didn’t visit the teacher’s villa; instead, he carried his spear into the second-floor training room and began training alone.

Meanwhile, on the first-floor sofa, Liu Wentao was both delighted and troubled.

Delighted because many people had commented on his post wanting to join.

Troubled because there were too many—he didn’t know whom to pick.

“Huh, Qi Dongxia is Song Qiuyun’s roommate, right?”

Suddenly, Liu Wentao spotted a familiar name in the comments and his eyes lit up:

“Then I’ll invite Qi Dongxia and her group first.”

“But four people still feels a bit few—not lively enough. Two more would be better.

So I’ll just pick randomly—chicken point, whoever it lands on...”

Thus, Liu Wentao randomly selected another dorm’s comment.