Chapter 194

"With this Cosmos Breathing Technique, once I break through to Warrior Master Realm, the Gang Qi I condense will be several times stronger than that of an ordinary Master!"

Lu Jing's heart pounded wildly, and he could not calm down for a long time.

This technique is truly heaven-defying; it can even be described as seizing the fortune of heaven and earth.

As long as one masters the method of absorbing attribute energy within it, one can mass-produce nature-attributed Talent Endowed individuals!

"Just relying on the legacy left by Zhang's Shogunate, coming to Martial University wasn't in vain......"

Lu Jing took several deep breaths, stabilizing his excited emotions.

He felt fortunate that he had not chosen to join the military directly, which gave him the opportunity to broaden his horizons.

For now, the most important thing is to increase his Blood Qi, break through to Master Realm as soon as possible, and condense Gang Qi!

Only then can he meet the prerequisite for cultivating the Cosmos Breathing Technique.

After memorizing the entire Cosmos Breathing Technique, Lu Jing walked to the kitchen, opened the stove, and burned it to ashes.

This thing is too dangerous; a technique that can attribute Gang Qi is something every Master dreams of.

If the cleaning aunt were to see it while cleaning, the consequences would be unimaginable...

Several days later, morning.

Inside the training hall.

A figure moved like a dragon and tiger.

His fist technique was as fast as lightning, leaving no trace.

Every punch thrown caused a roaring sonic boom.

Although the youth's movements were large in amplitude, his steps were light, his feet seeming to dance, making no sound when landing.

In the training hall, only the sound of fist wind could be heard, and occasionally a thunderous breathing sound.

This contrast between extreme stillness and extreme motion creates a peculiar disparity, highly visually impactful.

"Whoosh——"

Lu Jing lowered his fists and stood, exhaling a long turbid breath; his prolonged breath shot straight to the ground like an arrow, producing a small vortex.

At this moment, Lu Jing was bare-chested, his chiseled muscles rising and falling with his breath.

Sweat slid down his muscle contours, but before it could hit the ground, it was completely evaporated by his rich Blood Qi.

"It's been over a month since the martial exam; I wonder what level my Blood Qi has reached now......"

Lu Jing strode to the Blood Qi tester, picked up a golden blood-drawing needle, and took a drop of pale gold blood from his fingertip.

"Beep-beep——"

"Blood Qi test complete, 121 ka!"

"Evaluating Martial Artist realm...... currently a sixth-realm Warrior!"

"121 ka?"

Lu Jing raised an eyebrow; this result was fairly average.

After all, he had absorbed several canisters of dragon blood and phoenix marrow in the military.

These energies cannot be fully absorbed in a short time; they lie hidden in various parts of the body, constantly replenishing consumption as Blood Qi surges.

"120 ka is a sixth-realm Warrior; reaching 150 ka makes one a seventh-realm Warrior Master!"

Lu Jing raised his hand, gathering his Blood Qi power onto his right palm.

Between his palms, a faint stream of transparent Gang Qi could be seen circulating.

This is because his strength grew too quickly; although he hasn't reached Master Realm, he has already preliminarily condensed a half-baked Gang Qi.

Just like the blond youth who was beaten in the cafeteria a few days ago, this is a symbol of strength akin to a half-step Master.

"Xiao Mu, help me contact the cleaning aunt to tidy up the villa."

Although lodging here is expensive, the service is excellent; cleaning and meals are available on call.

After arranging tasks for the intelligent voice assistant, Lu Jing walked out of the villa.

Today is the first practical combat class since his enrollment.

One must admit, the recruitment teachers of the Shogunate Martial University were not wrong; the time here is very ample.

Surprisingly, there are only three classes a week, and skipping is allowed as long as one passes periodic assessments to earn full credits.

After finishing Tang Mingyue's class, Lu Jing secluded himself in the villa, tempering his Blood Qi day and night.

He even skipped the class guiding students in cultivating the Shogunate Breathing Technique.

After all, he possesses the Cosmos Breathing Technique, so he naturally looks down on the much inferior Shogunate Breathing Technique.

"Brother Lu, come over here!"

As Lu Jing just entered the practical combat classroom, he heard Ma Hou Shi's excited voice coming from the corner.

"Brother Lu, you didn't come to the Martial Way guidance class the other day; I waited half a day at your dorm door......"

"Don't wait for me anymore; I prefer to be alone."

Lu Jing said indifferently.

This Ma Hou Shi clung to him like glue, following him wherever he went.

"Don't, Brother Lu; not seeing you is more painful than killing me!"

Ma Hou Shi was startled by Lu Jing's plain tone.

"Brother Lu, you really shouldn't overthink it; I just...... simply want to lick you."

Lu Jing: "......"

Several classmates nearby, hearing Ma Hou Shi's words, simultaneously felt a chill.

Could this guy have some problem?

The students who can enter the A class of Shogunate Martial University are all geniuses among geniuses, each possessing their own pride.

He (Lu Jing) may be strong, but what does that have to do with me?

Could it be that just by flattering a few words, my own strength would improve along with it?

Because Master Ma Hou's shameless remark, the whole class's gaze fell on Lu Jing again.

Suddenly, a white‑clad youth bearing a long sword rose and walked toward Lu Jing, a warm smile on his face.

Lu Jing didn't recognize him, but the others had at least some recollection.

The white‑clad youth was Zhang Baichuan, who was ambushed by Zhu Xiayi Lang during the Martial Exam and eliminated.

If it weren't for Zhu Xiayi Lang, Zhang Baichuan's ranking could have been higher, perhaps breaking into the top ten.

"Lu Jing, hello, nice to meet you, I'm Zhang Baichuan."

Zhang Baichuan's mouth curled with a smile as he politely extended his right hand.

Lu Jing nodded slightly and also extended his hand, "Hello."

This Zhang Baichuan bore no malice and was a classmate, so he deserved some courtesy.

After shaking Lu Jing's hand, Zhang Baichuan's smile deepened, even turning a bit excited, his face gradually flushing red.

After being eliminated early from the Martial Exam, Zhang Baichuan had been watching Lu Jing's live broadcast, deeply impressed by Lu Jing's strength.

What he didn't expect was that Lu Jing also chose the Shogunate Martial University, a prestigious school that isn't ranked very high!

"Lu Jing, I've wanted to thank you for a long time—thanks for avenging me in the combat simulation by killing that ninja!"

Seeing Lu Jing's confusion, Zhang Baichuan added, "I was ambushed and seriously injured by that Martial Artist, which is why I was eliminated."

After a few more casual words with Lu Jing, Zhang Baichuan returned to his seat.

Beside them, Master Ma Hou's tiger‑like physique quivered, his eyes cautiously watching Zhang Baichuan.

This guy…

He isn't here to steal my sycophant spot, is he?

"Ding—ling—ling—"

The brief pre‑class period ended quickly; the class bell rang, and a middle‑aged male teacher in a Martial Way uniform walked in.