Chapter 33: P.E. Exam and Wang Hai Countermeasures

Inside the male examinees' preparation room.

As examinee after examinee warmed up and went through their preparatory movements, the stench of sweat, foot odor, and body oil... kept spreading through the cramped space.

Zhang Yu, while enduring the unpleasant smell in the preparation room, kept applying the Vajra Ghee he had bought onto various parts of his body, making the lines of his muscles more pronounced.

Thinking that a single jar of Vajra Ghee cost over a hundred bucks, and that he could only use one jar per exam, Zhang Yu applied it even more carefully, afraid to waste even a bit.

"This crappy school, selling required exam supplies at such a high price."

But Zhang Yu dared not skip buying it.

Although this Vajra Ghee had no body-tempering effect, it could make the lines of his muscles and body structure more visible, making it easier for the body-tempering exam judges to score.

If he didn't apply this oil, and the judges happened to miss seeing the lines of his flesh and blood clearly due to blurry vision, giving him a low score, the loss would be huge.

And based on Zhang Yu's current understanding of the Kunxu World, he strongly suspected that the school's business of selling Vajra Ghee must have involved splitting a good amount of money with the judges. Maybe if he didn't apply the oil, he would be maliciously graded low.

Zhang Yu called out behind him, "Lao Zhao, help me with my back."

"Sure thing." Zhao Tianxing dipped his fingers into the Vajra Ghee in Zhang Yu's hand and smeared it onto the other's back.

At the same time, looking at Zhang Yu's physique, he thought to himself, "Zhang Yu's physical strength level doesn't seem low."

Although Zhang Yu followed a path of balanced development in strength, speed, and agility, different from Zhao Tianxing's strength-focused path, he had still seen enough examples to judge.

Zhao Tianxing, as a core student who often attended classes with Wang Hai, had naturally seen many outstanding students strong in body tempering.

Now, looking at Zhang Yu's muscles and feeling the marble-like texture, he could clearly sense that Zhang Yu's physical strength was definitely not low.

"Seems... seems even a bit higher than mine?"

"But how is that possible? He doesn't even have a PE instructor anymore."

Before long, Zhang Yu, Zhao Tianxing, and their group of ten, all glistening with oil, arrived at the exam venue wearing monitoring patches.

The five PE teachers swept their gazes over them from below the stage, and Wang Hai's eyes lingered for a moment on Zhao Tianxing and Zhang Yu before he said, "Begin."

Hah!

Ha!

Hoo!

Amidst a series of fierce shouts, the examinees on stage took turns unleashing their full physical strength, swelling their muscles and recklessly releasing the brutality within their flesh and blood.

The elevated platform beneath their feet also creaked and groaned from the force, as if some parts could no longer withstand the trampling of these body-tempering monsters.

At the same time, the strength data detected by the patches was quickly transmitted to the judges' screens.

Wang Hai immediately looked at Zhang Yu's data: "Right arm muscles burst out with 443 kg of force, left arm muscles burst out with 422 kg of force..."

"Progress this much in just a few weeks?"

"What kind of beast pill did he eat? Is his body structure about to be destroyed?"

Seeing this data, Wang Hai's gaze sharpened, and he immediately looked up toward Zhang Yu on the stage.

Meanwhile, the ten students on stage, having just unleashed their physical strength, felt five icy gazes sweep over them.

From below the stage looking up, it would seem like seeing ten body-tempering beasts exuding a powerful aura.

But from the perspective of the students on stage, looking at the five PE teachers below, it felt like being stared down by five terrifying monsters.

Those cold stares and picky eyes were like five giant beasts browsing at a butcher's shop, choosing which piece of their flesh to eat.

At that moment, Zhao Tianxing felt like a lamb awaiting slaughter before the five teachers, and could only force himself to tense up every muscle and burst out with all his strength.

Meanwhile, on the other side, Zhang Yu's feeling was completely different from his classmates.

He felt as if he were instantly pinned down by five scorching gazes, so intense that goosebumps rose on his skin.

At the same time, one of the PE teachers below had already exclaimed in admiration, "Great bone structure! Beastly back, demonic chest, monstrous arms—can't believe a first-year high school student has already adjusted his body structure this well."

Another PE teacher, looking with obvious envy, said, "Look at his legs; you can tell his joints have gone through countless rounds of shaping. The foundation is solid; he's bound to soar in the future. Why can't I get such good students?"

Yet another PE teacher clapped Wang Hai on the shoulder and said, "Teacher Wang, this one's one of your key students, right? The structure adjustment is excellent. Such outstanding shaping must have taken a lot of effort. This year's year-end bonus is a sure thing."

Wang Hai, who had just been thinking about whether to go against his conscience and give Zhang Yu a maliciously low score, awkwardly smiled after being patted on the shoulder and did not answer.

But his gaze toward Zhang Yu still revealed a barely concealed admiration.

He couldn't help thinking to himself: "Although selling medicine is my main business, still..."

As a physical education teacher, Wang Hai simply couldn't bring himself to give such an unpolished jade of a body a low score; this physique was practically a work of art!

Moreover, the other PE teachers who had just spoken had already sealed off his path to arbitrarily handing out low marks.

So after objectively scoring Zhang Yu, Wang Hai's eyes gleamed with a trace of ruthlessness.

"To have improved so much in such a short time, especially adjusting his body structure this perfectly."

"This means Zhang Yu is eighty percent likely to have truly become a Golden Core disciple."

"In that case, I have no choice but to resort to my final move..."

Dinner time.

In the cafeteria.

Because he had started rolling again today on the Level 8 Zhou Tian Qi Gathering Method, Zhang Yu's appetite had suddenly shrunk considerably; after just a few bites he was nearly done with the food on his tray.

But just then, a huge shadow fell over him.

Wang Hai plopped down in front of him like a great mountain, making a loud thud.

Then Wang Hai smiled at Bai Zhenzhen beside him. "Bai Zhenzhen, could you let me and Zhang Yu have a chat alone?"

Bai Zhenzhen looked at Zhang Yu, and after seeing him nod to her, she moved to a spot a dozen meters away, watching the two of them with curiosity.

Zhang Yu's gaze toward Wang Hai also carried a hint of wariness—after all, their relationship could hardly be called good.

But Wang Hai said, "Let's exchange contact info; we haven't added each other yet."

Now eighty percent sure the other party was a Golden Core disciple, Wang Hai decided to use his final move—giving gifts.

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He wanted to mend their relationship by giving gifts.

But what gift to give became a new problem.

Having reached where he was today, Wang Hai certainly wasn't lacking in gift-giving wisdom.

His first thought was naturally body-tempering medicines; after all, as a medicine salesman, giving out trial samples, experimental products, banned items... that came as easy as breathing, practically a path dependency.

But upon second thought, he rejected this option.

"Zhang Yu himself said he uses natural body tempering. Whether it's true or false, if I give him body-tempering medicine, wouldn't that be slapping his face? No, no."

So after reconsidering, Wang Hai thought of body-tempering techniques.

As a top-tier PE teacher, besides selling medicine, another major source of income for him came from tutoring others.

Tutoring some people's children and teaching them body-tempering techniques had always been his go-to method for building connections.

But he quickly rejected this choice too.

"What do those few techniques I have the right to spread amount to for Zhang Yu now?"

"After all, he's a Golden Core disciple. How could he lack a high school PE teacher's techniques?"

"After thinking it over, the only thing left is to give..."

At this moment, after adding contacts, Wang Hai said again, "Zhang Yu, you did very well on today's exam. Your teacher doesn't have much to offer, so let me just transfer you some money."

"It's just a small token of my appreciation. Don't think it's too little."

Picking up his vibrating phone and seeing it was a transfer notification from Wang Hai, Zhang Yu's heart stirred: "Giving me money to smooth things over? Does throwing some cash at me cancel out the whole ostracizing thing?"

Zhang Yu had looked down on such monetary transactions since his past life. As he tapped into the transfer message, he was about to make a contemptuous expression, but found he couldn't pull it off no matter what.

Received a transfer of 66,666.66 from Wang Hai.

Bai Zhenzhen, over ten meters away, watched Zhang Yu's expression and thought to herself: "What's going on? Yu's mouth can't stop twitching."

Meanwhile, Wang Hai said with utter sincerity, "Seeing your progress today, your teacher is very gratified."

"In the past, my PE teaching was at a low level, and I wronged you. Let me apologize to you."

Seeing Wang Hai about to stand up and bow, Zhang Yu advised, "Teacher, you were just looking out for me. How could I let you apologize to me?"

Zhang Yu felt disgusted by his own mercenary nature. Damn it, Zhang Yu, how did you become like this? Bought off by money so easily?

But it wasn't about the money. Old Wang was already in his seventies or eighties, such a proud and face-conscious ace teacher, and he still apologized to me. There was sincerity in that.

Seeing Zhang Yu's smile, Wang Hai breathed a slight sigh of relief, but the thought of that sixty-six thousand brought another pang of pain.

Although his income wasn't low, his expenses far exceeded the ordinary, so he never had much spare cash. Sixty-six thousand was by no means a small sum to him.

But he knew this wasn't the time to grieve over sixty-six thousand, after all, standing before him was the recently accepted disciple of Golden Core True Person Senior Starfire.

Years of experience told Wang Hai that if you're going to offer money, you might as well make it a one-time, complete gesture.

He grabbed Zhang Yu's hands and said earnestly, "From now on, my PE class is your PE class. You can do whatever you want in class, even skip it—it doesn't matter. Skip whenever you like. I'll give you absolute freedom."

What is the greatest sign of a teacher's respect for a student?

Wang Hai, who had taught at Songyang High School for many years, gave his own answer—unrestricted skipping of class. This was his respect for a Golden Core disciple.

"Ah?" Zhang Yu was slightly surprised at the words, then delighted. For a self-disciplined student like him, being able to freely arrange class time was indeed a good thing.

Wang Hai looked at Zhang Yu's surprised expression and said meaningfully, "Heh, after all, you don't need my guidance anymore."

After another round of pleasantries, Wang Hai took his leave: "Alright, I still have things to do, and I'm sure you have plenty too. I won't disturb you further."