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Chapter 104 - 104 82 Level 10 Part-time Job Thanks to 'Duo Fo Lang Ming Ge' for the alliance

104: Chapter 82 Level 10, Part-time Job (Thanks to ‘Duo Fo Lang Ming Ge’ for the alliance) 104: Chapter 82 Level 10, Part-time Job (Thanks to ‘Duo Fo Lang Ming Ge’ for the alliance) In the little garden behind the teaching building.

Amid the sound of whirling wind, Zhang Yu was practicing the Back Dragon Flipping Mountain Hand move by move.

Just then, a teacher suddenly jumped out from the side and asked Zhang Yu, “What grade and class are you in?

What’s your name?

Why are you here during class time?

Skipping class?”

Zhang Yu calmly replied, “I’m Zhang Yu from Class 1, Grade 10, and I came out during the math class to practice martial arts.”

Upon hearing Zhang Yu’s name, the teacher’s momentum immediately weakened.

Hearing that it was only math class he was skipping, the teacher didn’t even have a trace of seriousness left on his face.

Skipping math class counts as skipping?

Have you never skipped a general course like math for the sake of cultivating the Immortal Path and still call yourself an honor student of Songyang High School?

So after confirming that Class 1, Grade 10 was indeed having a math class at this time, the teacher nodded, “There’s 27 minutes left until class ends, remember to go back once it’s over, don’t miss the next class.”

After the teacher left, Zhang Yu silently resumed practicing Back Dragon Flipping Mountain Hand.

Back Dragon Flipping Mountain Hand level 9 (89/90)

The reason he wasn’t practicing Back Dragon Flipping Mountain Hand in the math classroom was because his progress in this martial art was too fast and he didn’t want to draw attention in the class.

With the last move completed, Back Dragon Flipping Mountain Hand instantly advanced to level 10.

Instantly, countless martial arts experiences and practice memories surged out of Zhang Yu’s mind, bringing his understanding of Back Dragon Flipping Mountain Hand, grappling, and throws to a peak.

At the same time, he also felt the effects of Back Dragon Flipping Mountain Hand at level 10.

When he performed this martial art again, he could accurately feel his own center of gravity.

Zhang Yu realized that if he wanted to, he could also feel his opponent’s center of gravity, and even disrupt it instantly using techniques from Back Dragon Flipping Mountain Hand, throwing the opponent to the ground.

“Got it, trip anyone and they fall.”

“Indeed, pure combat martial arts.”

“And it seems to pair well with my Limitless Cloud Hand and Undying Seal Technique…”

With streams of white Gang Qi gushing from his palms, Zhang Yu felt that with his level 10 Limitless Cloud Hand and level 10 Back Dragon Flipping Mountain Hand expertise, he could probably merge the two martial arts.

“By using Formless Cloud Gang to replace the burst of hand power, I can execute grappling and throwing techniques from a distance.”

A sudden realization flashed in Zhang Yu’s mind: “Though Back Dragon Flipping Mountain Hand is purely driven by physical strength, this is actually not a disadvantage but an advantage.”

“Because this means cultivators can later incorporate various powerful forces, whether Gang Qi, palming power, or fist power, into Back Dragon Flipping Mountain Hand.”

“This martial art is like a large framework, capable of integrating many combat skills…”

At this moment, Zhang Yu realized Song Halong’s long-term vision in practicing Back Dragon Flipping Mountain Hand.

It not only suits Song Halong now, allowing him to use it immediately, but also lays a foundation for future combat strength improvement.

“I wonder if this was his own decision or something designed by his family and private tutors.”

…

Dinner time.

In the cafeteria.

Every student was earnestly shoveling food into their mouths.

After all, whether in the top three schools, key high schools, or ordinary high schools, there’s not a single high school student who isn’t enthusiastic about eating.

Yet, vaguely, it seemed there was a malaise lingering in the air of the cafeteria today.

This was dissatisfaction towards the cafeteria food.

Bai Zhenzhen crossed the cafeteria hall with her tray, her outstanding appearance coupled with a cold-as-ice demeanor making her hard to approach for many students.

As soon as she sat down, Bai Zhenzhen complained, “Half the windows are now selling synthetic food, and the remaining pre-cooked dishes have all gone up in price.

These bastards!”

Apparently, with the rise of the Oasis Group, synthetic food was being promoted in Songyang City, having quietly entered the high school cafeteria.

Bai Zhenzhen looked at Zhao Tianxing and Qian Shen, saying, “We absolutely can’t buy synthetic food.

We must resolutely oppose it, make them lose money until they bleed!”

“Is synthetic food even meant for people to eat?”

“And who knows what they put into it…”

Just as Bai Zhenzhen was speaking, she saw Zhang Yu sitting down with a large plate of mush, much to the surprise of the three of them.

Bai Zhenzhen exclaimed: “Yu Zi!

Why are you eating that stuff?

Weren’t you against eating synthetic food?”

Zhang Yu, as a matter of fact, said: “The cafeteria’s having an event today, free sampling of the synthetic food.”

Bai Zhenzhen immediately stood up: “I have to see how bad this synthetic food is.”

She went to the synthetic food window, only to hear the cafeteria auntie introducing: “This is meat paste, this is vegetable paste, this is rice paste, and after selecting these, you choose a flavor profile: Mapo tofu, Kung Pao chicken, seafood feast…”

Moments later, Bai Zhenzhen returned with a free plate of synthetic food, took a bite, then showed a look of surprise: “This is synthetic food?”

Who knows what Immortal Technique they used, but as Bai Zhenzhen took a bite, she found that not only the taste and fragrance, but even the texture was seventy to eighty percent similar to real pre-cooked dishes.

Bai Zhenzhen remembered that the cafeteria auntie had scooped out various pastes, but with different flavoring sauces, they reflected various textures, some like fatty meat, some like vegetable leaves, some like fish meat…

This was not the same as the synthetic food she’d eaten before.

Bai Zhenzhen exclaimed: “Have there been breakthroughs in the related Immortal Technique?”

Zhang Yu, beside her, sighed: “Indeed, these big companies won’t make a loss-making business.

If they dare to push this stuff to compete with pre-cooked dishes, they must be confident.”

“This stuff doesn’t taste bad, is convenient and cheap.

In the future Songyang City, I’m afraid there will be fewer and fewer places selling pre-cooked dishes.”

Zhao Tianxing sighed: “Doesn’t that mean many pre-cooked food factories will go bankrupt?

And many people will be unemployed.”

As they ate and talked, Zhang Yu noticed that Qian Shen and Zhao Tianxing seemed to have something on their minds, so he asked.

Qian Shen sighed and then shared how he, Zhao Tianxing, and three other first-year students were recruited into the competition team.

Qian Shen stated with shame, “Sigh, our scores aren’t as high as yours, yet we joined the sports competition team first.

I feel unworthy.”

Zhao Tianxing also looked a bit nervous at Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen.

Originally among classmates, getting into the competition team added another layer of campus hierarchy, enough to make even bosom friends rivals.

If low scorers snatched the competition slots from high scorers, it became a bitter feud, enough to incite a raucous campus bullying, potentially ending with someone jumping off a building.

Ever since PE class, Zhao Tianxing worried about Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen having grudges about this.

As someone who truly cares about what others think, Zhao Tianxing worried that people might suspect he used some underhanded means to steal the competition slots.

But listening to the two of them, Zhang Yu just smiled slightly, “It’s okay, we already know it’s just those snitches in the student council causing mischief.”

Then he spoke about the competition coming up in a month.

Zhang Yu continued, “Let’s continue practicing.

In a month, let’s compare our sports scores to see who gets to join the competition.”

Hearing they would ultimately compare scores, Qian Shen and Zhao Tianxing both felt much relieved.

Both thought to themselves, “Ah yes, high schoolers must ultimately compete on scores.”

…

After dinner, Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen left school together, preparing to take the subway to White Dragon High School.

On the way, Bai Zhenzhen said, “I spoke with Song Halong; we’ll go twice a week, two hours each time, and get 5000 for you and 2000 for me each time.”

Hearing this, Zhang Yu perked up, “5000 each time, twice a week means 10,000, doesn’t that mean 40,000 a month?

Damn, these rich folks really have deep pockets.”

Bai Zhenzhen added, “But he also mentioned, if during our sparring, we can’t win even once in two hours, then we won’t be needed anymore.”

After saying that, Bai Zhenzhen looked at Zhang Yu, “Yu Zi, can you handle that?”

Even though Zhang Yu beat Song Halong in the martial arts competition, it was because of the out-of-bounds rule.

And if he couldn’t catch up with Song Halong’s physical strength, or if the gap widened, winning would be even harder.

“Of course I can.” Zhang Yu said, “Xiao Song is just relying on being tough, strong, and able to take hits.

Once I catch up to his physical strength, he won’t win a single round.”

“But Azhen, will you be able to do it?”

Bai Zhenzhen snorted, patting her stomach, “I’ve borrowed some money from my godmother to rent a Spirit Root daily for cultivation.

My progress speed next…

Yu Zi, you might get a shock.”

Speaking of renting Spirit Root, Zhang Yu grew curious, “What kind of Spirit Root did you rent?

Let me borrow it sometime.”

Bai Zhenzhen subconsciously stroked her belly, “Borrow it?”

Zhang Yu, naturally, said, “We’re brothers at heart, couldn’t you lend me the Spirit Root you rented?”

Bai Zhenzhen frowned, “Let me think about it.”

She pondered internally, “Can I lend Yu Zi my Spirit Root?

Is it possible?

It doesn’t seem entirely impossible…”

Zhang Yu, beside her, said, “Oh, so stingy.

I’ve let you play with my talismanic book worth 100,000 several times.”

Bai Zhenzhen retorted, “And you have the nerve to say that?

Every time, you only let me touch it a bit, didn’t even let me click around a few times.”

Zhang Yu helplessly said, “I was worried you’d accidentally bankrupt me.

But alright, lending it to you on the way today is fine.”

The two boarded the subway, this time luckily grabbing two seats.

Zhang Yu continued practicing mental methods to enhance his Dao Heart under the prompt of a ritual.

Bai Zhenzhen leaned against him, curiously exploring the talismanic book.

More than half an hour later, the two arrived at White Dragon High School, presenting the monthly pass Song Halong got for them, heading to the scheduled practice room.

“Yu Zi look, so many people are kneeling in class, what’s going on?”

“Who knows, maybe it’s a tradition of Bai Long.”

Opening the agreed practice room door, they found Song Halong already warming up inside.

Seeing Zhang Yu, Song Halong’s eyes lit up and he pointed at the ground, “Lie down.”