You dare to cultivate without money?!
Chapter 146 - 146 119 Unable to Arrange Classes

146: Chapter 119: Unable to Arrange Classes 146: Chapter 119: Unable to Arrange Classes In the resting area of White Dragon High School.

Yu Xinghan was looking at the rankings on the Sky Column, particularly at the name in first place.

He thought to himself, “Zhang Yu?”

“No wonder Senior Sister Li valued him so much.

Although he was ultimately eliminated by me in the disciple selection, there are indeed commendable qualities in him.”

He glanced at Song Halong beside him, thinking, “Time to find another sparring partner.”

Song Halong, on the other hand, seemed to sense Yu Xinghan’s gaze and looked at Yu Xinghan’s departing figure before turning his attention back to the names on the Sky Column.

Looking at Zhang Yu in first place, he thought to himself, “Maybe I should change sparring partners too.”

Song Halong even felt a tinge of regret, thinking that he shouldn’t have canceled his sparring sessions with Zhang Yu; that way, he might have witnessed how Zhang Yu evolved step by step to his current level.

…

In the resting area of Songyang High School, to the surprise of onlookers, Yu Xinghan approached.

Even though Zhang Yu defeated him this time, Yu Xinghan’s dominant performance in the first three stages of the competition was still deeply impressed in their minds.

At this moment, when the Songyang High School students saw Yu Xinghan up close, they were so overwhelmed by his Golden Core disciple and top grade status at White Dragon High School that they continuously stepped back.

A girl next to He Dayou whispered, “Isn’t it a custom at White Dragon High School to kneel?

Should we kneel to greet him?”

“What nonsense are you talking about!” another boy said, “This is Purple Cloud High School, do you know their greeting etiquette for the top grade is?”

He Dayou couldn’t stand the sight of these two fellow students being so servile in front of the White Dragon people, and said coldly, “This is Songyang High School’s resting area, and you’re standing on Songyang High School’s land.

At most, just give the White Dragon people a bow.”

Bai Zhenzhen thought to herself, a bunch of weaklings.

It has to be her, the fifth place in the sports competition, to stand up and communicate with Yu Xinghan.

She approached Yu Xinghan and asked, “What do you want?”

Yu Xinghan glanced at her and said lightly, “Shall we add each other as friends?”

Bai Zhenzhen was slightly surprised; this guy came to add her as a friend?

You couldn’t tell, this Golden Core disciple likes making friends?

Luckily, Bai Zhenzhen herself liked making friends, so she said immediately, “A friend slot is 500.”

“Then forget it,” Yu Xinghan put away his new phone and said lightly, “Actually, I wasn’t that keen on adding you.”

Bai Zhenzhen hurriedly said, “Then 100, is 100 okay?”

Seeing Yu Xinghan take out his phone again to add her as a friend, Bai Zhenzhen was stunned.

“Is this guy really a Golden Core disciple, a wealthy person?

Bai Zhenzhen had never seen a rich person bargain with her over a few hundred bucks.

“I’m here mainly to meet Zhang Yu.” Yu Xinghan looked at Zhang Yu, who was still lying on the sofa resting.

Yu Xinghan was not someone born invincible, who had never met someone stronger than himself.

Even when facing opponents weaker than him, sometimes they had qualities worth learning and reflecting on.

Just like his previous sparring partner Song Halong, whose unyielding and upright spirit was something he should take to heart.

He constantly reminded himself not to become arrogant just because he was the top of his grade, and to give up a major strength of martial arts—ambush—for a worthless pride or appearance.

Of course, besides learning, hiring Song Halong for sparring had another important reason.

But this reason was a secret for Yu Xinghan, known only to him under heaven and earth.

Speaking of learning, Zhang Yu in front of him had even more qualities worth learning from.

“Those exceptional physical techniques…”

“I really want to learn.”

“I want to learn how to beat him.”

At this moment, Yu Xinghan looked at Zhang Yu as if seeing a sumptuous feast of knowledge, eager to devour it bite by bite to become more powerful himself.

So Yu Xinghan said to Zhang Yu, “Train with me.

I’ll give you 6000 an hour.

Deal?”

Zhang Yu’s eyes twitched.

Although he was about to receive bonuses and endorsement fees, in Kunxu, no one ever complained about having too much money.

Zhang Yu asked, “How do we train?”

Yu Xinghan rubbed his chin, thinking as he spoke, “It’s…

just sparring.

Try all you can to beat me.”

Zhang Yu: “15000 an hour.”

Yu Xinghan: “7000 at most.”

Zhang Yu: “No way for 7000, at least 12000.

I can’t be lower than Song Halong, right?”

Zhang Yu remembered that Song Halong got 10000 an hour for sparring with Yu Xinghan.

Yu Xinghan sighed, “Then 11000, that’s the highest I can go.

If you don’t take it, I’m leaving.”

Watching Yu Xinghan turn to leave, Zhang Yu quickly said, “Okay, okay, I’ll do it for 11000.”

Thus, when Yu Xinghan left, they had already added each other as friends and agreed on his next visit to White Dragon High School for sparring.

Just then, with the phone vibrating, Yu Xinghan saw it was a call from Li Xuelian.

Remembering her request regarding the final round’s weight report, Yu Xinghan smiled slightly and answered the call, “Senior Sister Li, you must have seen the competition results?”

Li Xuelian didn’t dwell on the final round; it was purely accidental in her view.

No one could have predicted Zhang Yu achieving such results at that stage, and her previous judgment wasn’t wrong.

But Zhang Yu, specifically…

surprised Li Xuelian somewhat.

However, at this moment, Li Xuelian wasn’t interested in discussing these things with Yu Xinghan.

She just said bluntly, “The contract has been adjusted.

The upcoming advertisements and endorsements will be done together by you and Zhang Yu…”

After explaining the contract, Li Xuelian was about to hang up the phone.

But Yu Xinghan suddenly said, “Senior Sister Li, I want to ask Zhang Yu to train with me.

He has a lot of qualities worth learning and absorbing.”

Then, slightly apprehensive, Yu Xinghan added, “I discussed a fee of 15000 per hour with him.

Could you approve this?”

As a Golden Core disciple, Yu Xinghan was both wealthy and in poverty.

Wealthy, because Master Xinghuo and Li Xuelian had invested countless resources in him, enough to make many wealthy students in Songyang City envious.

Yet poor, because every expenditure required Li Xuelian’s approval, and he only had a monthly allowance of 5000.

This dual state of poverty and wealth was the initial reason he refused Bai Zhenzhen’s friend request.

After all, the 500 for Bai Zhenzhen’s friend slot might not get approved by Li Xuelian, making it too expensive for him.

It was also another reason he had previously asked Song Halong to spar with him.

This was his opportunity to embezzle tuition fees.

“15000?” Li Xuelian recalled Zhang Yu’s performance and said calmly, “Okay, but remember to record every fee and session, and report them to me.”

Yu Xinghan understood; it was to prevent him from embezzling tutoring fees and tutoring time, yet he had his own ways of handling it.

After hanging up, Li Xuelian was mildly curious about the outcome of Yu Xinghan and Zhang Yu’s battles t.

After all, Yu Xinghan had received extensive training from Master Xinghuo for such a long time, and in Li Xuelian’s view, he should definitely surpass Zhang Yu in real combat.

“…But this Zhang Yu indeed has qualities that Yu Xinghan could learn from; 15000 is worth it.”

“Perhaps back then, we should have signed this Zhang Yu too.”

When she shared the results of the competition and her thoughts with Master Xinghuo, she also received a reply from him.

Master Xinghuo said with some regret, “That Zhang Yu seems quite impressive.

I underestimated him a bit back then.

If we had the resources, we should have signed him indeed.”

“But since our resources were only sufficient to train one disciple at that time, we could only choose the most excellent and promising one.”

“Alright, Xuelian, the past is the past.

Let’s not worry unnecessarily and increase our troubles.”

…

In the resting area of Songyang High School.

Zhang Yu had just finalized the sparring project with Yu Xinghan, and soon received another sparring request from Song Halong.

But before he could finish negotiating with Song Halong, he received a message from Le Mulan.

Le Mulan: “Can I ask you to train with me in ground combat?”

Zhang Yu suddenly felt an overwhelming busyness.

He sighed, “Ah, there are so many classes I can’t schedule them all, and I can’t earn all the money either.”

Bai Zhenzhen, who had been watching Zhang Yu reply to messages, said, “Yu Zi, if you can’t take all the classes, I can substitute for you.”

“I’m not the same as I was during the Martial Arts competition two months ago.”

Zhang Yu’s eyes flickered, recalling Bai Zhenzhen’s fifth-place result this time.

Actually, Bai Zhenzhen’s performance and rate of improvement were very fast and impressive.

If she came from a good background, she would undoubtedly enter the Top Ten if she continued to maintain this pace in her sophomore and junior years.

But now, because of her impoverished background, she needed to meet even higher standards to get into the Top Ten.

“Azhen’s improvement rate is only slightly slower than mine, even faster than Song Halong and Le Mulan.”

“There will definitely be no problem for her to be a sparring partner for Le Mulan and Song Halong.”

“Moreover…”

Zhang Yu knew Azhen needed this money, too.

“With more money, Azhen will improve even faster and will be able to join me in entering the Top Ten in the future.”

Thinking about entering the Top Ten with Azhen, a shadow passed over Zhang Yu’s heart.

He still remembered his sister’s requirement for them to take the first and second places in the competition.

But this Yu Xinghan, Song Halong, Le Mulan…

each one more competitive than the last, each one more abnormal.

Who knows how Azhen’s current competition results would affect her chances for the Top Ten?

“I’ll ask my sister tonight.”

…

That evening, not long after the competition ended.

Zhang Yu, Bai Zhenzhen, and Zhang Pianpian met under the bridge.

The three stood by the river channel, chatting casually for a few moments.

Looking at the flowing water in front of them, Zhang Pianpian suddenly asked, “Zhang Yu, if I give you a chance to join me on the second floor in two months, would you be willing to go?”