Chapter 19: Learn It in One Lesson (Request Follows)

"The spear technique is truly wondrous!"

"The most basic moves can be deconstructed and recombined into entirely new forms, creating a powerful and dominant refined spear technique—The Mountain-Shattering Spear Art."

"After performing it fully once, my spear skill improved by 2%."

Lin Qi felt the most crucial point was that he had learned it after watching Zhang Cheng perform The Mountain-Shattering Spear Art just once—he didn’t need to replay it on his phone.

He not only memorized every move but could also perform the entire sequence flawlessly.

This proved his comprehension had reached a genius level, far surpassing his previous ability by several orders of magnitude.

In the past, even basic spear techniques took him a long time to fully learn and perform completely.

Thinking of this, Lin Qi felt energized, tireless, and continued swinging his spear, practicing the technique.

The Mountain-Shattering Spear Art, First Form!

……

Ten minutes later

"Huh～"

"Shua-shua～"

Zhang Cheng finished the final form of his sword technique, swinging his battle blade, then said to the thin boy:

"Did you record it all? Now, practice on your own!"

"Got it!"

The thin boy nodded, took his phone to an open space, and silently began studying the new sword manual.

Zhang Cheng held a Tang sword and walked through the classroom, searching for Lin Qi, planning to offer him guidance on the new spear technique.

"When learning a new spear technique, since students are unfamiliar with the manual, the teacher’s role is to accelerate their mastery."

"He’s probably still memorizing the moves," Zhang Cheng muttered to himself.

In his view, a student with decent comprehension could memorize all the forms and perform the entire sequence once within one or two days.

"Those with lower comprehension might need much longer."

"But geniuses who learn it instantly? Extremely rare—I’ve never seen many."

Soon, Zhang Cheng found his target.

"What is this…"

"Shua-shua!!"

In Zhang Cheng’s line of sight, a figure swung his spear with overwhelming momentum; spear shadows filled the air, the tip piercing through with a booming sound.

Though the technique was still crude, that wasn’t the point—was he really performing The Mountain-Shattering Spear Art?

How much time had passed?

Lin Qi had already mastered The Mountain-Shattering Spear Art in its entirety.

Had he learned it before?

It wasn’t impossible.

Zhang Cheng knew some students deliberately did this to attract the teacher’s attention, making the teacher believe they’d found a genius, thus gaining more guidance.

"Lin Qi, are you sure this is the first time you’ve learned The Mountain-Shattering Spear Art?"

Zhang Cheng couldn’t help asking.

Lin Qi sheathed his spear, wiped sweat from his face, and nodded in reply: "Absolutely first time."

"Then perform The Mountain-Shattering Spear Art again."

"Alright!"

Lin Qi didn’t ask why—he immediately performed the new spear technique once more.

"Shua-shua～"

Lin Qi performed The Mountain-Shattering Spear Art again; each repetition increased the technique’s proficiency.

Zhang Cheng noticed this, narrowed his eyes, and watched more closely.

Had the boy’s spear technique become even smoother?

"When performing the spear, pay attention to rhythm—the transitions between forms don’t need to be rushed…"

"Learn to rotate your fingers and wrist—when wielding the spear, twist, coil, drill, and flip; grip with the little finger, rub with the thumb, turn the palm—twist, then thrust…"

Zhang Cheng offered guidance, pointing out the flaws in Lin Qi’s spear technique.

Lin Qi’s eyes lit up; his mind rapidly processed and felt Zhang Cheng’s advice made sense.

He performed The Mountain-Shattering Spear Art once more.

"Shua-shua!"

"Crash Thrust!"

"Spin Break!"

"Leap Through Air!"

The spear technique was fierce and mighty, its momentum overwhelming; transitions between forms became more natural.

The spear pierced the air, swirling into blooms of shadow, the technique growing increasingly refined.

【After training, your proficiency in The Mountain-Shattering Spear Art has improved. Spear Skill +1%】

【Guided by Zhang Cheng, you gained new insight into The Mountain-Shattering Spear Art. Spear Skill +2%】

【Spear Skill: Rank 1 67% → 70%】

……

Lin Qi ended his stance, looked at the data showing his skill increase, and was very satisfied.

His comprehension truly was strong—and Zhang Cheng, as a teacher, wasn’t bad either; even casual advice had boosted his spear skill.

He looked at Zhang Cheng, who now frowned deeply.

Zhang Cheng stared at Lin Qi, silently astonished:

"This guy—once I gave him advice, his spear technique changed immediately. The entire sequence visibly grew more proficient."

"So he really did learn The Mountain-Shattering Spear Art today."

"His comprehension is indeed exceptional—mastering it to this degree right after learning? Rare indeed."

"Interesting. Ranked 45th in grade, yet possesses such comprehension—I’m looking forward to the days ahead."

Zhang Cheng made his judgment; his impression of Lin Qi deepened.

"Keep practicing. Give it your all!"

After offering a few words of encouragement, Zhang Cheng moved on to guide Jiang Tao and the thin boy.

A few minutes later

Zhang Cheng watched Jiang Tao and the thin boy fumbling through their sword forms, and fell into deep thought.

"Strange—why have three geniuses appeared today? All with excellent comprehension."

This felt like a promising start, making Zhang Cheng slightly hopeful for the elite class’s future.

!

……

"Ding ling ling!"

"Class dismissed!"

Zhang Cheng said, then walked out; others began washing up and changing clothes.

"Qi Ge, we both learned the same manual—why does it feel like you’re more proficient than me?"

On the way back to the classroom, Jiang Tao couldn’t help asking curiously.

"Maybe my comprehension is better than yours?"

Lin Qi smiled.

"Really? I’m ranked 12th in grade!" Jiang Tao didn’t believe it.

Lin Qi: "By the way, what sword technique did you choose?"

Jiang Tao answered, arms behind his head: "I picked The Heavy Mountain Sword Art—it excels in defense and counterattacks."

Lin Qi was surprised; Jiang Tao, so lively and restless, had chosen a steady, defensive sword style.

"Also, Chen Zichuan is practicing The Whirlwind Sword Art. Qi Ge, your build is similar to his—The Dropping Water Spear Art would suit you best."

Jiang Tao looked at Lin Qi’s physique and asked again.

Chen Zichuan was the thin boy.

"Haha, you’ll find out later."

"The Mountain-Shattering Spear Art is the only one suited for me."

Lin Qi didn’t explain—he knew that in time, no one would mention this again.

Jiang Tao’s heart stirred; he stopped asking. If Lin Qi was confident, he’d believe him.

Because since childhood, Lin Qi had never done anything without certainty.

The two returned to Class 3, packed their things, and said goodbye to classmates.

"Wang Qiang, Dad’s leaving—don’t miss me."

"Get lost, son!"

"Old Black, don’t bring shame to Class 3 in the elite class."

"Don’t worry—after the monthly exam, you’ll see me in the top ten of the grade rankings."

Jiang Tao and his classmates bade each other farewell amid laughter, teasing, and banter.

Watching Lin Qi and Jiang Tao leave, the class lost eight students at once.

A strange emotion lingered in everyone’s hearts.

Everyone knew that from now on, they would no longer be on the same level.

Meanwhile, Lin Qi and Jiang Tao in the corridor were stepping into a new future.

The second high school had three teaching buildings, all shaped like a “U,” with classrooms on one side and martial arts rooms on the other.

All senior students attended classes in Teaching Building No. 3.

The elite class’s classroom was on the fifth floor, near the top, with only one class on the entire level—the rest were martial arts rooms.

Moments later, Lin Qi and the others entered the elite class one after another.

“Find your own seats; taller students should sit toward the back.”

On the podium, a familiar figure spoke, dressed in a black suit with a pleasant face.

“No way—it’s our homeroom teacher!”

Jiang Tao exclaimed in shock, eyes wide.

The person on the podium was none other than Yan Hong, the guardian of Class 3.

With mixed feelings, Lin Qi and Jiang Tao sat down in a middle seat against the wall.

The classroom still carried an air of unfamiliarity.

“Ding ling ling!”

The class bell rang; Yan Hong, seeing everyone had arrived, began slowly:

“Classmates, welcome to the elite class!”

……

(End of Chapter)