You dare to cultivate without money?!
Chapter 176 - 176 146 Zhang Yu's Rapid Progress Thanks to 'What happened to give' for the Reward Alliance Master

176: Chapter 146: Zhang Yu’s Rapid Progress (Thanks to ‘What happened to give’ for the Reward Alliance Master) 176: Chapter 146: Zhang Yu’s Rapid Progress (Thanks to ‘What happened to give’ for the Reward Alliance Master) In the training field.

The first-year demonstration class students were engaging in one-on-one combat training.

The martial arts teacher Lei Jun shouted to everyone, “Daoism costs money, martial arts cost lives.

If you want to spend less money, you need to fight harder.”

“For every extra bit of diligent practice you do now, you can save money in the remedial classes.”

“In another two months, you’ll officially become second-year students.

Do you think your current level matches up to the second-year?”

While urging everyone to practice diligently, Lei Jun looked at the class’s purple-skinned, beastmen, and black students, sighing inwardly, “This year’s high school entrance interview might heavily consider whether they are willing to undergo new body modification surgery after enrollment as a significant plus.”

“In another five or ten years, it might become as fixed as sterilization surgery for enrollment.”

Lei Jun could already imagine the scenario: What?

You think you can cultivate looking like this?

Go and get a modification surgery first.

But Lei Jun was also somewhat relieved.

“Luckily, I’m not a physical education teacher, so it’s not much related to me.”

With the advancement of new body refining technology, Lei Jun knew that the PE teachers were almost holding meetings every day, constantly researching new teaching plans.

“That’s why being a martial arts teacher is better, with the easiest teaching tasks.”

“But it can only be easy if you’re a first-year martial arts teacher.”

Lei Jun knew the third-year martial arts teachers faced serious pressure.

After all, dealing with those third-year students who had already stepped into the late Qi Refinement stage and were at the age most eager to prove themselves, practical combat experience was truly necessary.

“Someone like me, who only has basic practical experience in ambush, insult, and provocation, can only handle sparring matches.”

But just being able to fight, and wanting to be a third-year teacher?

Lei Jun knew that was a dream.

“Without several years of research in insurance contracts, injury assessments, medical compensation, and organ evaluation, how could a teacher manage?

When students get beaten or injured in class, they wouldn’t even understand how it happened.”

Nonetheless, with high risk comes high income, and sometimes Lei Jun envied the third-year martial arts teachers for their earnings as insurance and medical intermediaries.

Just then, footsteps were heard from outside, and Lei Jun frowned upon seeing the rows of second-year students walking in, especially when he saw Lanling leading them.

At the same time, the first-year students who had just been practicing all stopped and bowed to greet the second-year students coming forward.

“Hello, Senior!!”

Seeing the respectful actions of the first-year students, Lanling nodded slightly, “All right, carry on.”

He then approached Lei Jun and smiled slightly, “Teacher, the practical exchange between the second and first years is scheduled for today, did you get the notice?”

Lei Jun checked and found that this matter had indeed just been arranged, and he became increasingly displeased internally.

Because he recalled the scene from a few months ago when Lanling was guiding Bai Zhenzhen.

But he knew there was nothing he could do about it.

Lei Jun sighed inwardly, “Has it finally come?”

Lei Jun knew that the student council of Songyang High School and even the 16 aristocratic families in Songyang City would not stand idly by watching Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen, the two poor students, repeatedly taking competition spots.

To the wealthy people of Songyang City, every competition spot was crucial for interviews into the top ten, how could they let such spots go to these poor students destined not to make it into the top ten?

Despite having the skill level of Qi Refining Peak, Lei Jun dared not defy such a trend at this moment and could only reluctantly say, “Don’t hurt anyone.”

Lanling said, “Rest assured, teacher, I’ve instructed all the classmates to be careful during practical training with the juniors, ensuring no harm comes to them.”

“By the way…” Lanling scanned around but didn’t see Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen and casually said, “Are all the students here?

If not, have them called over.”

In a corner of the practice room, Zhao Tianxing, who was purple all over and looked like a human eggplant, secretly took out his phone and started messaging Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen, “The Door Board Man is looking for trouble with you, don’t come.”

But just as he finished sending the message, a hand gently patted Zhao Tianxing, almost causing him to throw his phone.

“Junior, let this senior give you some pointers.”

Zhao Tianxing turned his head to see a senior whose build was a circle broader than his, smiling at him.

Lanling said lightly, “Zhou Ke, remember, don’t hurt the junior.”

“Don’t worry.” Zhou Ke dragged Zhao Tianxing out, saying warmly, “I guarantee not a single hair will be harmed on the junior.”

…

In the school’s small forest.

Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen were hiding there silently cultivating.

Zhang Yu was circulating the Red Marrow Primordial Qi, and with the vigorous movement of muscles, organs, and bones, his whole body was steaming as if he had turned into a radiator, constantly emitting heat around him.

Since returning from Xiandu City, Zhang Yu had been recklessly spending money on the path of Immortal cultivation, and naturally, his strength had rapidly increased.

As of today, his mana had reached 69.4, physical strength had reached 6.81 levels, getting closer to the average level of a White Dragon person just entering the third year.

Only his Dao Heart progress was somewhat slower during this time, only advancing to level 5 (37%).

“That guy Yu Xinghan promised to introduce me to the Spirit Realm’s Dao Heart cultivation channels after this year’s college entrance exam, but nothing’s happened yet?”

Aside from his progress in Dao Heart, mana, and physical strength, Zhang Yu also had another gain: during practical training with Yu Xinghan, he had advanced the Dragon Elephant Mountain Crashing Palm to level 10.

Ever since the Dragon Elephant Mountain Crashing Palm reached level 10, Zhang Yu felt subtle changes in his muscles and bones’ structure every day, as his body underwent a transformation through daily eating and training.

Zhang Yu understood that this was the level 10 effect of the Dragon Elephant Mountain Crashing Palm, also known as Dragon Tendon and Elephant Bone, granting the body a more Immortal-like, stronger load capacity, capable of withstanding and transmitting higher power bursts.

“No wonder Yu Xinghan practices this martial art for 200,000; it’s truly worth it.”

“If I had this level 10 Dragon Elephant Mountain Crashing Palm during the physical competition, maybe I could support 13,000 kilograms?

No, maybe 14,000 kilograms of the Sky Column.”

At this moment, Bai Zhenzhen suddenly said, “Yu Zi, did you see the message Old Zhao sent us?”

Upon hearing this, Zhang Yu checked his phone, looked at the message from Old Zhao, and asked Bai Zhenzhen, “Azhen, what do you think?”

Bai Zhenzhen laughed, “If we’re too scared to stand up to Lanling, the likes of Songyang High School students, how are we supposed to compete with the Xiandu Master?”

With that, Bai Zhenzhen broke into a flash of electricity heading towards the practice room.

“Yu Zi, I’ll go first.

If you arrive late, you might miss out on the action.”

Watching Bai Zhenzhen disappear in an instant, Zhang Yu thought to himself, “Azhen’s speed is getting faster and faster.”

He knew that during this time, it wasn’t just he who was improving quickly; Bai Zhenzhen was also progressing rapidly.

“Originally, Azhen’s martial arts talent was already impressive under the blessing of True Spirit Root.”

Zhang Yu remembered Bai Zhenzhen’s performance in learning high school basic martial arts, meditating on Heavenly Martial Refining Heart Technique, and understanding the Limitless Cloud Hand external move; she almost succeeded in a very short period.

And now…

“While True Spirit Root accelerates my cultivation, it also stimulates the evolution of the True Spirit Root.”

Zhang Yu had cultivated numerous techniques to level 10, far surpassing the level of a high school student.

The True Spirit Root, in constantly adapting to Zhang Yu, seemed to absorb more traces of techniques from the operation of his body and mana, bringing them back to Bai Zhenzhen’s body.

This allowed Bai Zhenzhen to advance rapidly when practicing the techniques Zhang Yu had trained, like a natural progression.

Especially with purely external martial arts like Back Dragon Flipping Mountain Hand and Dragon Elephant Mountain Crashing Palm, Bai Zhenzhen found them extraordinarily easy to cultivate.

However, Zhang Yu knew that Bai Zhenzhen, to save money, couldn’t afford to buy the usage rights of these techniques he had.

She was practicing secretly and didn’t plan to use them openly, only as a means to enhance her strength.

…

In the training field.

Like an eggplant, Zhao Tianxing had just climbed up, only to be kicked in the backside by Zhou Ke again and fell face down on the ground, drawing laughter from the second-year students.

Zhao Tianxing struggled to get up again, but no matter how he dodged or counterattacked, Zhou Ke always managed to mysteriously appear behind him and kick his backside.

The force used was not significant, merely enough to knock Zhao Tianxing to the ground.

This signified a complete overwhelming in strength, speed, and control power.

So Zhao Tianxing wasn’t injured.

He wasn’t discouraged by the vast gap between himself and his opponent either.

After all, facing seniors a year ahead, Zhao Tianxing knew any first-year in this situation could only obediently bow their head.

“After all, there’s a one-year gap; it’s natural not to be a match for the seniors.”

Most of his thoughts now were not on the fight but on his current foolish appearance.

“Luckily, after the super metabolism surgery, my whole body is purple; everyone probably can’t see if I’m blushing, right?”

“Purple is the best camouflage I have now.”

Once more, he climbed up and quickly tightened his slightly loose pants, afraid they’d fall down in another moment of being beaten.

He knew he must’ve become the laughingstock of everyone present at this moment.

The only thing Zhao Tianxing thought he could do was to pretend not to care as much as possible.

After everyone laughed enough, they’d naturally stop gradually laughing.

That’s his experience from playing the fool again and again.

As for resisting?

“We, first-year students, are definitely no match for the second-year seniors.”

“And especially the leaders are the student council…”

Thinking of the aristocratic families backing Lanling and others, Zhao Tianxing silently told himself not to cause trouble for his parents.

At this moment, a voice was heard saying, “Isn’t that enough?

What’s the point of this practical training?”

Zhou Ke stopped and looked towards Qian Shen, tilting his head, “This junior has objections to the senior’s guidance?”

Next to him, Zhao Tianxing, while climbing up, looked at Qian Shen with some emotion, “Old Qian…”

Qian Shen frowned, “The practical exam of the college entrance exam, the Yellow Turban Warriors simulate the candidates’ attributes for combat.”

“If you want to score better, you should fight opponents with similar stats.”

“What you’re doing now, isn’t it a waste of everyone’s training time, dragging down everyone’s scores?”

“Moreover, Zhao Tianxing and most of the others here didn’t have high scores to begin with, and now you’re making it worse, holding them back?”