Chapter 101

Under the bridge, beside the river.

Accompanied by the rumbling of heavy trucks driving over the viaduct, faint booming sounds could be heard from beneath the bridge.

A courier was riding an electric bike toward the bridge, a courier from the nearby mortal slums.

When he was still far away, he thought he could faintly hear the sounds of impact, but when he reached under the bridge, he could only see Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen standing facing each other.

"Your package."

The young courier handed a package to them, and when his eyes glanced at Bai Zhenzhen, his face involuntarily reddened.

This high school girl was too beautiful and exquisite for him.

After the courier had completely left, Zhang Yu smiled faintly and said, "Let's continue."

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Seeing the other person lower his head in shame, Wang Hai finally let him go.

After all, without enough spare money to visit the clinic, the two of them didn't want to get injured during practical training.

But he immediately averted his gaze, afraid of angering the other.

With the combination of Wuji Cloud Hands and Bei Long Fan Yue Hands, not only was Zhang Yu's figure and movements difficult to observe, but from all directions came various forces—crushing, flinging, coiling, shaking, rebounding—all aimed at completely breaking her balance and tightly entangling her in the mist.

Seeing the other person hesitate, Wang Hai let out a cold snort: "You've undergone the special training program; your physical strength can easily surpass your Dao heart's control. So the daily Dao heart buffer dose has to be increased to over five times the normal amount. Even a little less could make your physical strength go out of control."

"But recently, as his mana has grown higher, the speed of mana refinement has been slowing down. It seems the effect of the Zhou Tian Qi Extraction Method is waning; maybe we're about to hit a bottleneck."

Among them, the Dao heart had reached level 4 (28%). A level 4 Dao heart allowed him to control his body and mana with greater ease, and his martial arts techniques were performed better than ever.

"People have to look forward. My future opponents are the top students from White Dragon High, Purple Cloud High, and Red Tower High."

As Bai Zhenzhen's body pressed close, the spirit root returned to her body.

Just then, accompanied by cries of "Hello, senior!" and "Hello, senior!", He Dayou turned his head and saw Lan Ling leading several other second-year students from the sports department into the gymnasium.

During this period, besides their individual intense training, Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen also occasionally practiced together to train their combat skills.

"If the true spirit root were on Zhenzhen herself, when we fight, it would be a draw."

"To have more abundant mana, I'll need to switch to an expert-level breathing technique." As for physical strength, which was the main focus of Zhang Yu's training during this period, it had now reached a level of 3.21, a huge increase compared to the martial arts competition a month ago.

After this period of practical training, Zhang Yu had gradually figured out the situation.

Just then, Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen walked in under everyone's gaze.

But the Hunyuan Pills, priced at thirty thousand each, and the ever-increasing food costs after improving physical strength, all made Zhang Yu's expenses grow more and more. Now his savings were less than twenty thousand.

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Although he had income from tutoring fees and occasionally selling a piece of clothing from Lian Tian Ji, Zhang Yu had earned over a hundred thousand during this period.

Inside the stadium.

Of course, the above results were under the condition that Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen didn't go all out.

Lan Ling gave them a cold look and said indifferently, "Let's test physical strength first. If you can surpass level 2.94, you can get the competition slot."

Bai Zhenzhen's face still had the flush from just after exercising; she wiped the sweat from her forehead: "Of course, today is the big day for us to show off at the sports competition team!"

As the training began, the students opened large bottles and started gulping down the Dao heart buffer.

In Lan Ling's view, there was no need for further comparison; just the physical strength test should be enough to eliminate those two poor bastards.

Although his main focus was on physical strength, his Dao heart and mana were also steadily improving.

Fourth place, Li Yong, physical strength level 2.96

Lan Ling scanned the surroundings and frowned, "Haven't Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen arrived yet?"

At that moment, He Dayou was slowly lifting a heavy and huge barbell.

When it came to long-distance travel, Bai Zhenzhen was naturally no match for Zhang Yu, who had legs like a sports car at level 10.

He Dayou still remembered that after the first transplant surgery, he felt as if he was wearing an iron suit, with his whole body restrained and cumbersome to move.

Zhang Yu stood in place, his whole body exuding wisps of white mist.

He Dayou knew that today was the day to determine the final spots for the sports competition a month later, and also the time for Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen to come and humiliate themselves.

Zhang Yu tore open the express package and said to Bai Zhenzhen, "It's the synthetic food and animal protein milk you ordered. I wonder how it tastes compared to the cafeteria's."

"Letting you drink Dao Heart Buffer isn't for the school to make a few bucks; it's for your own good."

During the subsequent training, however, one student suddenly experienced a twitching arm and a bout of weakness.

She looked at Zhang Yu, still completely shrouded in thick mist, and thought to herself, "As Yu Zi's magical power grows deeper, this Wuxiang Cloud Shield becomes thicker and spreads farther into the air, making him harder and harder to deal with."

With no third party watching, the two no longer had to worry about exposing techniques of too high a level, and they took turns unleashing various Tier 10 techniques. The effectiveness of this practical training far surpassed what they could achieve at school.

First place, He Dayou, physical strength Level 3.07.

Looking at the physical strength values of the five, Lan Ling nodded slightly: "He Dayou, you've improved very quickly. Keep it up, and you'll have no problem getting a place in the sports competition."

The young man wasn't delivering here for the first time; he vaguely knew that this pair of high school students often spent their nights here doing who knows what.

But in combat, when it came to short-distance sprints, footwork, shifting, dodging, reactions... Bai Zhenzhen was now far more agile than Zhang Yu. The next moment, as the mist formed by the Wuxiang Cloud Shield spun at high speed like a vortex, rolling toward Bai Zhenzhen's thrown punch, Bai Zhenzhen felt her center of gravity sway, and she was sent flying.

"But it doesn't matter. No matter how much they've improved, they can't surpass me under the Special Training Plan."

"After spending so much money and enduring so much hard training, you want to skimp on a few doses of Buffer and end up not getting a place in the sports competition?"

"Ye Haitao, you joined the team the latest. You need to step it up; with this value, it'll be hard to place..."

Bai Zhenzhen laughed and said, "My turn to use it!"

And with the combination of Wuji Cloud Hand and Imperishable Seal, as Bai Zhenzhen's Body-Breaking Sword Qi attacked, the mist would instead expand further and, after building up power, rebound on the attacker, making the fight more and more uncomfortable.

As the sky gradually brightened, Zhang Yu looked at the rising sun and said, "Ah Zhen, time to head to school."

Bai Zhenzhen said nonchalantly, "Anyway, it's cheap enough. As long as it doesn't taste worse than shit, I'll take it."

Under such circumstances, he also had to constantly be on guard against Zhang Yu's indistinct physical body suddenly striking out from within the mist.

"I'm not fighting anymore, I'm not fighting anymore." Bai Zhenzhen waved her hand and said, "Your Wuxiang Cloud Shield now integrates offense and defense, like a spiked turtle shell, and you've also used my spirit root. There's not a single flaw; this training is completely ineffective."

"Very good. If you maintain this state, I can proceed with the next phase of surgery in a few days."

Recalling the class beauty and school beauty from his middle school days, the young man thought to himself, "High schoolers are high schoolers—the privileged elite... Their temperament and appearance are nothing middle schoolers can compare to."

After all, the transplanted flesh and blood couldn't be mastered freely from the start.

Then he looked at He Dayou training nearby, a complex expression on his face, and sighed inwardly: "He Dayou has completely left Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen in the dust, hasn't he? Ah, with the advancement of immortal technology, individual talent and hard work mean nothing."

At that moment, hearing Bai Zhenzhen's call, Zhang Yu also dispersed the Wuxiang Cloud Shield around him.

Fifth place, Ye Haitao, physical strength Level 2.94.

He Dayou continued training silently. Ever since surpassing Zhang Yu in last month's monthly exam, he had gradually stopped paying attention to that former rival.

"Those two are skipping class all the time now; who knows how much they've actually improved."

"Remember what day it is today?"

But Bai Zhenzhen's body twisted at high speed in midair, and she nimbly regained her center of gravity, landing steadily on the ground.

However, with his efforts later, although the surgery was still ongoing, the 'iron armor' on his body became lighter and thinner after continuous training.

At the same time, the Heavenly Demon Parasite Technique within him was operating, accelerating the fusion of the transplanted flesh and blood during this strength training, allowing him to exert his power more freely and controllably.

With the increase in his magical power, when Zhang Yu now used the Wuji Cloud Hand again, the Wuxiang Cloud Shield grew even more turbulent, enveloping his entire body, with only a vague human silhouette visible within a large mass of white mist.

Glancing at Bai Zhenzhen, who was training hard beside him, Zhang Yu smiled slightly and then looked at his own Feather Book.

Wang Hai walked over, grabbed the student's arm to look, and frowned, "Did you drink enough Dao Heart Buffer yesterday?"

With a hint of envy, the delivery man took one last look at Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen, then rode away on his electric scooter.

He also knew that a group of thugs used to hang around here, but they ran off as soon as they found out high school students were showing up.

From an iron armor to a coat, from a coat to an undershirt, by now He Dayou could hardly feel any restraint; the transplanted flesh and blood was like an almost imperceptible layer of skin, fully under his control.

At that moment, as Bai Zhenzhen called for a halt and Zhang Yu just dispersed the Wuxiang Cloud Shield, he saw a figure darting over like lightning, running behind Zhang Yu and leaping lightly to hug him.

"If the True Spirit Root were on me, I'd be unbeatable."

Empowered by his true spiritual root, his mana grew even faster, now reaching 34.8, making his Formless Cloud Force more vigorous and surging when unleashed.

As a technique aimed at beginners, the Cyclical Qi Gathering Art naturally had its limits. Zhang Yu felt that around 50 points of mana was likely the maximum this art could sustain.

With the repeated swapping of spiritual roots during this period, the two had become extremely familiar with the set of movements.

Faced with the evaluation of Lan Ling, a sophomore student council cadre, the freshmen present all readily accepted it, bowing and acknowledging.

Of course, such a large improvement had cost Zhang Yu no small amount of money.

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“Then keep training hard. Pushing physical strength to level 4.0 or above before the competition isn’t hopeless either.”

After all, high school students… they were the cream of the crop who could work part-time in the city, not comparable to ordinary people like them. Even delivering packages, they earned far more.

Bai Zhenzhen’s fists charged into the cloud-mist again and again, colliding with Zhang Yu’s Formless Cloud Force, bursting with crackling explosions.

Recalling the sensations of repeatedly charging into the thick mist…

Meanwhile, Lan Ling had already looked at the five trainees, including He Dayou, who were still training, and said, “Since Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen haven’t arrived yet, the five of you can test your physical strength first. Once they arrive and test, we can wrap up directly.”

At the same time, Bai Zhenzhen’s figure flashed rapidly around Zhang Yu, continuously erupting with rumbling sounds, like thunder threading through clouds—this was Bai Zhenzhen, whose Lightning-Struck True Body had advanced by leaps and bounds during this period.

Then, shortly after, Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen’s physical strength appeared on the big screen, joining the rankings.

First place, Zhang Yu, physical strength: level 3.21

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Fifth place, Bai Zhenzhen, physical strength: level 2.98