You dare to cultivate without money?!
Chapter 105 - 105 83 Part-time Job Friends Circle Thanks to 'Cruzer' Alliance Leader

105: Chapter 83 Part-time Job, Friends Circle (Thanks to ‘Cruzer’ Alliance Leader) 105: Chapter 83 Part-time Job, Friends Circle (Thanks to ‘Cruzer’ Alliance Leader) “Lie down.”

Hearing what Song Halong said, Zhang Yu turned his head towards Bai Zhenzhen beside him: “Lie down?

Does my job cover such a wide range of tasks?

Is it so hard to earn this 5000 bucks?”

Song Halong shrugged his neck and said, “What I mean is, hurry up and get ready; we’ll start ground combat training soon.”

“I lost on this aspect before, so spending money is obviously to win it back.”

Saying this, Song Halong walked over to a switch on the wall and asked, “What flavor do you like?”

Zhang Yu looked at the switch on the wall, thinking it was the air conditioning switch, and asked puzzledly, “You mean the air conditioning smell?

Air freshener?”

Song Halong rolled his eyes, “Of course I’m talking about the flavor of the Intelligence Booster.

I usually prefer peach or mint flavor…”

Seeing Zhang Yu’s bewildered expression, Song Halong remembered that Zhang Yu was from Songyang High School, and casually said, “Forget it, let’s go with mint flavor.”

As he pressed the switch a few times, Zhang Yu gradually smelled a mint scent wafting from the air, and his blood flow slowly accelerated, causing his spirits to rise.

Song Halong pointed to a nearby faucet, saying, “The right pipe is filled with energy drinks; if you run out of physical strength later, you can drink it directly.”

Zhang Yu was speechless, thinking: “Adding stimulants to the air conditioning, Red Bull in the water, huh?

Damn…

so rich.”

Seeing Zhang Yu’s surprise, Song Halong said with a hint of pride: “You shouldn’t be surprised, after all, White Dragon High School is known by many outsiders as a place flowing with potions and syringes—even the bathwater can detect Dao Heart Buffering Agent.”

“A few years ago, a group of poor people sneaked into the sewers here, trying to steal the water that our school discharged and drink it.

Haha…

A group of people who didn’t get into high school or learn the Immortal Path thought they could become enlightened by drinking some of our runoff.”

“Some people’s bodies improved, but others couldn’t handle the potency and died, and it was later investigated.”

Zhang Yu became increasingly speechless, thinking: “So ordinary people are stealing the Immortal Medicine?

Really?” But he couldn’t help asking, “So the water they stole was?”

Song Halong laughed, “The wastewater from places like toilets and bathrooms; it often retains some potion ingredients, which those unscrupulous poor people then steal for use.”

Zhang Yu said, “Fortunately, they were caught, and there weren’t any more victims, right?”

Song Halong nodded, smiling, “Yes, afterwards the school decided to sell the waste water itself to those poor people, and since then no more thefts occurred from the sewers.”

Damn…

so in White Dragon High School’s eyes, they are the only victims, huh?

Zhang Yu felt speechless and began warming up.

A moment later, seeing Zhang Yu finish warming up, Song Halong further explained the training rules.

Speaking of training, the smile on his face disappeared instantly, his expression becoming serious: “During training, there’s no need to be ruthless; as long as you can control me, then it’s my loss.”

“If the fight continues until you weaken and are no longer at your peak, and I still haven’t controlled you, it’s still my loss.”

“If I can control you, then I win.”

“If within these two hours you can’t beat me once, the tutoring session ends, and you don’t need to come anymore.”

Zhang Yu understood, realizing Xiao Song wanted to best him in a head-to-head clash at his peak state.

Then Song Halong spoke to Bai Zhenzhen: “As for Bai Zhenzhen, as you said yourself, either fight me or stand by and give some guidance.”

“But as long as you can’t beat me or I find your advice useless, you don’t need to come anymore.”

Next, Zhang Yu walked over and in the blink of an eye, began grappling with Song Halong on the ground once again.

Their hands clashed, grappled, and continuously exchanged and counteracted moves using the Back Dragon Flipping Mountain Hand, attempting to lock each other’s bodies.

At this moment, Zhang Yu had already advanced the Back Dragon Flipping Mountain Hand to level 10.

Even if he’s not proactively showing it, he’s still maintaining a level 2 standard of the Back Dragon Flipping Mountain Hand, but his understanding of this martial art, his comprehension of grappling and wrestling, far exceeded what Song Halong could compare to.

Especially since Zhang Yu was trying to integrate Back Dragon Flipping Mountain Hand into the Formless Cloud Gang of Limitless Cloud Hand, using Gang Qi to assist in various grappling and wrestling techniques.

Song Halong felt that every move he made was completely seen through by Zhang Yu, and the white Gang Qi not only neutralized his strength but also could replicate similar techniques to the Back Dragon Flipping Mountain Hand.

Thus… almost as soon as the battle began, Song Halong was already at a disadvantage, relying solely on his brute force and physique to barely counter Zhang Yu’s moves.

This greatly surprised Song Halong: “This Zhang Yu…

his skills have improved so much compared to yesterday.”

“In just one day, how did he advance so fast?”

A realization suddenly dawned upon Song Halong: “This kid must’ve gone back and practiced the Back Dragon Flipping Mountain Hand like crazy just to defeat me now.”

Why this thought?

Of course, it was because since the match ended yesterday, Song Halong himself had been desperately practicing the Back Dragon Flipping Mountain Hand.

Even today’s meals were absorbed directly into his intestines and bloodstream just to aggressively advance his skills and quickly close the gap with Zhang Yu.

Feeling Zhang Yu’s progress at this moment, Song Halong thought to himself, “So he had the same thought as I did?

No wonder he beat me once before.”

Thinking this, an unwilling expression flashed across Song Halong’s face, and his body surged with vigor, mana continuously empowering his flesh, erupting with fierce strength to resist Zhang Yu’s assault.

He felt as if he were in a stormy sea, with Zhang Yu’s hands like currents and that Gang Qi as wave after wave pulling him to the depths of the ocean.

As for Zhang Yu on this side… it felt as if he were binding a raging dragon, and despite repeatedly chaining it, the dragon kept breaking free with its brute strength.

As for Song Halong’s techniques?

To Zhang Yu it was like… progression?

Perhaps too little relative to me to notice any difference.

Meanwhile, Bai Zhenzhen, who was watching the fight, sighed in her heart: “These two, one has an absolute physical advantage while the other has an absolute skill advantage.”

“Song Halong’s moves are often countered by Zhang Yu’s skills.”

“Zhang Yu’s moves are often broken by Song Halong’s strength.”

She couldn’t help but frown: “Today there are neither martial arts tournament ring nor out-of-bounds rules; Yu Zi can’t win through tricks.”

“He’ll probably have to fight until Yu Zi runs out of stamina.”

As Bai Zhenzhen foresaw, about three minutes later, Song Halong suddenly stopped: “Your strength’s weakened, no longer at peak state; this round is my loss.

Rest and prepare for the next round.”

As the two took a break, Bai Zhenzhen began analyzing their recent fight and pointing out their shortcomings.

Initially, Song Halong was indifferent, but soon he listened intently, his gaze toward Bai Zhenzhen changing: “This woman’s insights are indeed accurate.

I thought she was just extra, but now it seems she wasn’t invited in vain.”

During the break, Zhang Yu curiously turned on the faucet nearby and drank a few gulps of the energy drink, immediately feeling a surge like a fire igniting in his stomach, rapidly restoring his energy.

“Does it work this well?”

Zhang Yu made up his mind to bring a basin with him next time to White Dragon High School.

From there, battling and resting interchangeably, Zhang Yu and Song Halong continued their struggle, but almost every time it ended with Zhang Yu running out of steam, save for the one occasion where Zhang Yu controlled Song Halong’s joint and won.

Zhang Yu massaged his slightly sore hands, thinking: “He said he lost, but if this were a real fight, I’d lose after my stamina decreased, right?”

“This Song Halong is just too tough, without relying on ring-out rules; it’s really hard to defeat him before running out of stamina.”

“I really need to improve my physical strength.”

At this moment, Zhang Yu felt more eager than ever to enhance his physique.

Before leaving White Dragon High School, Song Halong transferred their payment, then advised Zhang Yu: “I won’t stop enhancing my physical strength for our training sessions.”

“In two months, when the sports competition officially starts, my physical prowess will have reached at least level 4.0.”

“So… I hope you keep up, otherwise with too large of a physical gap, training would be meaningless.”

As soon as they stepped out of White Dragon High School’s gate, Bai Zhenzhen pulled Zhang Yu along, rushing towards the subway station.

Zhang Yu asked in confusion, “Azhen, why are you in such a hurry?”

Bai Zhenzhen replied, “I’ve had too many energy drinks, I need to use the restroom!”

“Damned White Dragon High School, even going to the bathroom costs ten bucks, I’ve been holding it this whole time.”

…

While Zhang Yu and Song Halong were wrestling.

In a quiet room at Purple Cloud High School.

Le Mulan eased off the Purple Saint Heart Method she had been running in her mind and tried hard to stop those ‘rich people are holy, wise, kind, strong, while poor people are filthy, stupid, evil, weak’ thoughts.

Under the influence of the Purple Saint Heart Method, as long as she looked at her bank balance daily, and at her stock profits, the larger those numbers became, the smoother the practice flowed, greatly benefiting her Dao Heart, her mind becoming ever more calm and stable.

But conversely…

her dislike and disdain for poverty and the poor grew ever stronger.

Previously, Le Mulan didn’t feel there was anything wrong with it—being impoverished or dealing with poor people could be shielded by money.

Until she encountered Zhang Yu on the arena platform.

Thinking of this, she took a deep breath, then opened Zhang Yu’s social circle.

Le Mulan encouraged herself: “The social circle of the poor, here I come.”

The first thing she saw was a selfie of Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen standing at the gate of White Dragon High School.

The accompanying text read: Back at White Dragon High School, Song Halong, first in the grade, invited us to guide the teaching.

Anyone interested in guidance can reach out anytime.

“Song Halong actually hired the poor Zhang Yu to coach him?”

Seeing this, Le Mulan’s eyes lit up slightly: “Wouldn’t even take 400,000, but willing to pay for tutoring?”