[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-high-martial-world-getting-strong-by-grinding-er":3,"chapter-high-martial-world-getting-strong-by-grinding-er-high-martial-world-getting-strong-by-grinding-er-chapter-3":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","High Martial World: Getting Strong by Grinding Er Lang Shen's Talent",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2330370,4558,"Chapter 3: Body Limit (Request Follow-Up)","high-martial-world-getting-strong-by-grinding-er-chapter-3",3,"\u003Cp>“Qi Ge, did you break through again? You’re really a genius!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The speaker was a tall boy with sun-browned skin and a handsome face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t joke around—I just got lucky breaking through; I can’t compare to you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Qi smiled and shook his head; he knew his talent wasn’t exceptional at Erzhong, a top-tier high school—just solidly above average.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His best friend Jiang Tao, nicknamed Laohei and the Part-Time Guy…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had grown up with him since childhood, attended the same elementary and middle school, and might even go to the same university next.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Tao’s parents died when he was young, leaving him to raise his younger sister alone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d lived off government aid since childhood, working multiple part-time jobs just to support himself and his sister.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was the real genius—same poor family, yet consistently ranked top three in class, top fifteen in grade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Orphaned parents, a younger sister to care for, top talent, good-looking—he had every protagonist buff stacked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was the true protagonist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Tao leaned over, glancing at Wu Kang’s retreating back, and muttered:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wu De never demonstrates or gives pointers in martial arts class—just explains basics and makes us all watch you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“He lets everyone come to you for help so he can relax.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Qi smiled and explained:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Teacher Wu’s teaching ability is still strong—he’s among the top martial arts instructors at Erzhong. Just listening to his lectures gives us plenty of insight.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Our class has consistently ranked in the top three for martial arts performance in the entire grade—that speaks volumes.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s true.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Tao had to nod in agreement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ding ling ling!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With the bell signaling the end of class, the one-hour martial arts lesson concluded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Class dismissed, scatter!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Kang’s booming voice rang out, and everyone relaxed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Qi stood up, feeling how fast time had passed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Qi clenched his fist—on the first day of school, his blood qi had already broken through. A good start.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he glanced at a line of data on his panel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Template: None (99.8% + 0.1%)】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Template progress has reached 99.9%—it’ll hit 100% today for sure.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Qi’s eyes gleamed with anticipation; he wanted to train another hour right then and there to max it out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, a quiet voice came from behind:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Your body has reached its limit due to prolonged overtraining. If you push harder, it will collapse.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You should get treatment.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was Wu Kang—he passed Lin Qi, spoke those words, and walked away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Qi’s heart jolted; he stared at Wu Kang’s back, and his joy and anticipation vanished instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He clenched his fist without thinking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Has my body really reached its limit? No wonder I’ve felt unusually exhausted lately, my muscles aching nonstop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The panel’s progress had drowned out the fatigue, so I ignored it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So my body has already hit its limit?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Qi knew the reason well—years of relentless training, squeezing every ounce from his body, lacking resources, and never getting proper recovery.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That’s what led to this result.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Recovery wasn’t impossible—find a professional masseur to relax the muscles, or go to a hospital for specialized therapy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But both cost money—cheapest option still several hundred yuan, and you’d need multiple sessions, totaling at least several thousand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thinking of the 66 yuan left in his pocket, Lin Qi felt overwhelming pressure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, Jiang Tao approached, holding a shirt and grumbling:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That Wu De—runs off the second class ends, afraid of wasting even a second.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Other teachers, even after class, still give students extra pointers.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“He’s barely pointed anything out to us.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After complaining, Jiang Tao turned to Lin Qi: “Qi Ge, let’s go wash up—we need to head back to class.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mm～”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Qi took a deep breath, adjusted his mindset, turned, and grabbed his shirt to go shower.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the cold wind-blown Erzhong, the classroom of Senior 3, Class 3, dispelled the heat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Colorful motivational slogans were pasted on the walls.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fight one year of spring and autumn, win a lifetime without regret!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t lag behind like cattle and horses—fight like wild dogs!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After finishing martial arts training, the Class 3 students began their class meeting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Homeroom teacher Yan Hong, early thirties, wore glasses and a black suit, her face elegant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She walked among the students, her voice crisp, expression stern—no one dared sleep under her gaze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re now in senior year—the most critical year of your life. Whether you’re a worm or a dragon depends on this year.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Since you chose martial arts and came to Erzhong, your goal is to enter a better martial arts university.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Erzhong is one of Tianhai City’s key high schools—70% of our martial arts students get into martial arts universities each year.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We have around 500 senior martial arts students annually; only about 350 get in. The remaining 150+ all fail.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Martial arts students get no chance to retake—either switch majors, join the military, or become full-time martial artists.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If you don’t get into a martial arts university, you’ll spend your life at the bottom of the martial world—cannon fodder against disaster beasts, working yourself to death for less than others earn in an hour.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The gap in your entire life is forged in senior year.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Here are your grades from last semester. Look at your scores and grade rankings—if you don’t want to fail, train like your life depends on it!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As soon as Teacher Yan finished speaking, pressure crashed over everyone like a tidal wave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Heavy, naked pressure laid bare before them all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Many turned pale—they were at the bottom of the grade, marked for elimination.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All eyes turned to the screen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a ranking list—50 students ordered by performance, the top ten marked in gold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“After summer break, my strength surged—I’m definitely in the top ten.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Last semester, I just underperformed.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As they stared at the list, the silent classroom buzzed with murmurs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Qi Ge, we’re definitely stronger than last semester.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Tao whispered beside him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Qi also looked at the ranking:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【#1: Yu Jing】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【#2: Zhu Yuqi】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【#3: Jiang Tao】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【…】At #10, he saw his own name:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Name: Lin Qi】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Class Rank: 10】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Grade Rank: 101】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Qi saw his name—right at the last gold-marked spot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Tao’s name sat firmly at #3 in the class.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Qi clenched his fist, sighing inwardly—his talent still wasn’t strong enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Tao and he came from similar backgrounds, yet Jiang Tao always ranked top three in class, top-tier in the entire grade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Both trained relentlessly, yet Lin Qi’s efficiency was nothing compared to Jiang Tao’s.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“One more thing!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yan Hong returned to the podium, switched the screen, and projected a table.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Every year, Erzhong forms an Elite Class, gathering the top 50 students in the entire grade.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We deploy our best teachers to train them.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Beyond teaching, they get special privileges—students interested, come see me for the application form.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Testing in one week—focus on martial arts performance, blood qi levels, and fist techniques. The top 50 in grade ranking will join the Elite Class.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Yan Hong finished speaking, the entire class erupted in chaos.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So they really are starting the elite class—top-tier faculty, and every classmate is a genius ranked in the top fifty of the grade.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“In that environment, I can’t imagine how much improvement I’d make,” fantasized a round-faced boy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Li Shaodong, stop daydreaming—you’re ranked ninety-something in the grade, no chance at all,” sneered a girl with baby fat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The classroom atmosphere instantly turned lively.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Shaodong shouted loudly: “Can’t I even dream?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He then sat down and sighed: “Our class has the third-highest ranking in the grade, with six students in the top fifty.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yu Jing, Zhu Yuqi, Jiang Tao, Kang Feiyue, Du Lin, Yang Lei.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Only the top five in class have a solid shot; the top eight have some hope. Everyone else is just filling numbers.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Others joined the discussion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yu Jing and Zhu Yuqi will definitely make the elite class—they’ll be at the very top, no pressure at all,” a girl said admiringly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, others looked on with envy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the front, a handsome boy smiled faintly as he listened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nearby, a girl acted as if she hadn’t heard anything, pulling out a book to read.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Qi Ge, check your phone.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Tao nudged Lin Qi’s shoulder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Qi pulled out his phone and received a WeChat transfer notification.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【You received a 3,000 Xia Country Dollar transfer from “Taozi”!】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s your wages from the past few days of part-time work,” Jiang Tao laughed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Qi frowned: “Wasn’t it 2,000? Why did it go up by 1,000?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Tao didn’t answer, but went on: “I heard everything Wu De said.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Use this money to recover your strength—we still need to enter the elite class together.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Qi felt a surge of emotion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Tao’s family wasn’t well-off either—he not only brought Lin Qi along for part-time jobs, but immediately transferred the money without hesitation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Three thousand Xia Country Dollars was still a fortune to him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thanks!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Qi could only reply with two words, silently storing his gratitude in his heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ding ling ling~”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Class dismissed~”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After evening self-study ended, the teacher left silently, and students dispersed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After chatting briefly, Lin Qi and Jiang Tao parted ways; Lin Qi mounted his bicycle and rode away from No. 2 High School, along brightly lit streets.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He felt the fatigue and aches in his body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“My body has truly reached its limit—fatigue has been constant, even affecting my focus in class.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Qi sighed inwardly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A few minutes later\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under the night sky, Lin Qi opened his door and stepped into his home.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the living room, besides his burly father Lin Zhen, sat a graceful woman, slender and with skin so pale it gleamed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Xiao Qi!” the woman greeted him with a smile upon seeing him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Qi’s eyes lit up, and he hurried into the living room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mom, how are you feeling now?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Huiyi weakly shook her head and smiled: “I’m fully recovered, don’t worry about me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Your mother is just a bit weak now—she needs rest for a while,” Lin Zhen explained with a smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Xiao Qi, why are you home so early today?” Fang Huiyi asked curiously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mom, you came home today—I came back early to see you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Qi replied with a smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After chatting for a few minutes, Lin Qi returned to his bedroom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned on the fan, listening to the rush of air to dispel the heat from his body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stared at the 3,000-plus Xia Country Dollars on his phone, felt the fatigue in his body, and fell into turmoil.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“There’s hardly any money left at home.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mom’s health keeps getting worse—she needs hospital treatment every month, each time costing a fortune.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The family is drowning in debt; Dad works nonstop just to barely cover living expenses.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We can’t spare any more money for my cultivation resources—I have to find a way myself.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I can only place my hope in the interface.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Qi clenched his fists, thinking inwardly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked at the interface.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Template: None (99.9%)】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just a little more—just enough to reach 100%.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Qi put away his antique phone, its screen shattered, and stood in the center of the room, the cement floor covered in footprints.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Qi stepped into the footprints and began standing the Hunyuan stance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1906,"2026-06-20T20:27:41.493Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","02308d66c575043f5b15cdc2eb079dabb40494bfd78621df12a826aad7f8944c","high-martial-world-getting-strong-by-grinding-er-chapter-4","high-martial-world-getting-strong-by-grinding-er-chapter-2",992,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fhigh-martial-world-getting-strong-by-grinding-er-cover.jpg"]