Brother Xu, You Definitely Took an All-Purpose Great Tonic Pill!

"Brother Xu, tell me, is there any other way?"

"If you want to comprehend it better, you need to experience it firsthand."

Xu Zhiming rose to his feet and stood before Meng Tian.

"Feel what Lightning Flash's current is like."

Meng Tian swallowed.

"Can I fight back?"

Xu Zhiming shook his head. "No. You have to take it."

Meng Tian closed his eyes and held out his palm.

"Brother Xu, please be gentle with me."

Xu Zhiming's mouth twitched. He was making it sound like something else entirely.

It was not as if he had gone to Chengdu for further study.

"Fine."

Xu Zhiming made his move, lightly punching Meng Tian's palm.

Electric light flickered. Meng Tian's body jerked, the hair atop his head standing on end as wisps of green smoke rose from it.

"Carefully feel the power of thunderbolt unleashed by the Wind Thunder Fist."

Meng Tian opened his eyes and looked at Xu Zhiming with utter grievance.

"Brother Xu, did you use your full strength?"

Xu Zhiming shook his head.

"If I used my full strength, you might be lying on the floor."

Meng Tian did not believe him.

"Brother Xu, I don't believe it. I practice the lightning-element Rolling Heavenly Thunder. My resistance to lightning is much stronger than other people's."

"If you weren't using your full strength, my hair wouldn't have been shocked upright."

"Do you want to experience my full strength? It might make things faster."

Xu Zhiming stared at Meng Tian with complete seriousness.

Meng Tian's scalp prickled under Xu Zhiming's gaze.

"Brother Xu, test your vitality. Let me see what your vitality is like."

Xu Zhiming nodded.

His vitality was eighteen points.

Showing his strength was fine. It would let Meng Tian understand his capabilities more clearly, so he would not keep doubting him.

Meng Tian's gaze fell upon the device.

He felt that Xu Zhiming's vitality should be somewhere between fourteen and fifteen points.

Otherwise, he would not have shocked him numb all over.

Once the Wind Thunder Fist reached the fifth level, raising vitality became relatively simple.

In three months, Xu Zhiming had a very good chance of reaching eighteen vitality points.

If Xu Zhiming broke through to the sixth level of the Wind Thunder Fist—

Never mind other factions; Wind Thunder Martial Hall would absolutely be willing to pay a great price to recruit Xu Zhiming.

"Your vitality is 18 points, 0.1 lower than yesterday."

"..."

The mechanical announcement sounded.

Meng Tian thought he had heard wrong and hurried over to the device. It really did display 18 vitality points.

This rate of vitality growth was absurdly fast.

At that moment, Meng Tian could no longer look down on Xu Zhiming in the slightest.

He had only broken through to eighteen vitality points after receiving so many resources.

Yet Xu Zhiming had caught up with him through his own efforts!

"Brother Xu, you definitely took an All-Purpose Great Tonic Pill!"

He remembered that Xu Zhiming's vitality had felt like only around ten points the day before yesterday.

He must have been hiding his vitality.

Because those idiots from First High School had gone too far, Xu Zhiming had stopped concealing it.

Xu Zhiming nodded.

"Maybe I accidentally ate something. My vitality has been rising a little faster than before lately."

Meng Tian did not doubt him.

As long as one's martial skills were trained properly, raising vitality was not all that difficult relatively speaking.

If the human body were compared to a wooden barrel, vitality would be the water inside it.

Under normal circumstances, the amount of water a barrel could hold was fixed.

The Martial Dao Meditation Technique, along with special martial skills such as the Wind Thunder Fist, could make the barrel taller and larger.

Making the barrel taller and larger was an extremely slow process.

But once it grew taller, filling it with water became much faster.

However, Xu Zhiming was filling it too quickly—quickly enough to shock Meng Tian.

That was why he was not worried about vitality.

As long as he built his foundation up to twenty points, he could improve rapidly, at a rate far beyond Xu Zhiming's.

"Brother Xu, I believe that within three months, you'll definitely be able to bring me to the sixth level of the Wind Thunder Fist."

Xu Zhiming nodded.

"Keep training. We'll go back after Wind Thunder Martial Hall gets off work."

Meng Tian's face fell.

Normally, he would already be back home lying down by five in the afternoon.

Today, he had been thoroughly dealt with.

Seeing Xu Zhiming's expression, he gritted his teeth fiercely.

Xu Zhiming's vitality was about the same as his. If someone else could endure it, so could he.

"Ahhh..."

Meng Tian's miserable cries rang out from the Training Room from time to time.

Meng Tian gave up on trying to flatten his standing hair. Tomorrow, he would get a buzz cut.

He could clearly sense that after being shocked by Xu Zhiming—

his vitality was slowly rising, and his comprehension of the Wind Thunder Fist was gradually deepening as well.

He glanced at Xu Zhiming from the corner of his eye. Xu Zhiming was still practicing his punches with complete focus.

Meng Tian admired him more and more, while a refusal to admit defeat surged within him.

Xu Zhiming had C-grade aptitude and could train the Wind Thunder Fist to the fifth level.

He definitely could too!

Xu Zhiming was not paying attention to Meng Tian's movements.

Every so often, he gave Meng Tian another shock.

During the process, he vaguely sensed that something was off about Meng Tian.

A tremendously powerful force was hidden within his body, seemingly sealed away by some kind of power.

His vitality had broken through to eighteen points and could no longer increase.

Watching Meng Tian improve at an extremely slow pace only made him want to break through to the sixth level of the Wind Thunder Fist even more.

You diligently practiced the Wind Thunder Fist seven hundred times, triggering a 100x Critical Hit

You diligently practiced the Wind Thunder Fist nine hundred times, triggering a 120x Critical Hit

...

Xu Zhiming practiced several dozen more rounds before his body began to tire.

"Alright, time to get off work."

Xu Zhiming waved to Meng Tian, picked up his clothes, and left.

Meng Tian waved back. He was truly exhausted.

"Brother Xu, I won't see you out. I'm too tired."

Xu Zhiming nodded and turned toward the elevator.

After watching Xu Zhiming leave—

Meng Tian dragged his aching, limp body to the Vitality Testing Device, his face full of exhaustion.

"Vitality 18.15, an increase of 0.05 from the previous test."

Hearing the cold announcement, Meng Tian felt the exhaustion throughout his body vanish. He felt like he could withstand two more shocks from the Wind Thunder Fist!

Combining the Wind Thunder Fist with Rolling Heavenly Thunder really could raise his limits.

"My hair's nearly been fried. My sister will laugh at me when I get home."

Once the excitement faded, exhaustion washed over him again.

He took a Qi-Blood Photo and sent it to his sister.

"How about that? I told you my choice couldn't have been wrong."

A trace of anticipation flashed across Meng Tian's face.

He looked forward to his sister acknowledging his persistence in training the Wind Thunder Fist.

"Not bad, but don't get too excited before you break through to the sixth level of the Wind Thunder Fist."

Meng Tian snorted, turned around, went downstairs, and hailed a taxi home.

After leaving Wind Thunder Martial Hall, Xu Zhiming headed toward the nearby Mall City.

He did not need to worry about potions for the time being, so he could buy something he wanted to eat.

For instance, hotpot.

Since coming to this High Martial World, he had never eaten hotpot outside.

He had been saving money for the final few months of his sprint.

He had heard Zeng Hao say before that there was a hotpot restaurant in Cloud Water Mall that was very good.

If he finished hotpot at eight and took a taxi home, the timing would be about right.

He lowered his head and messaged Zeng Hao, receiving the hotpot restaurant's name.

Cloud Water One-Dragon Service Hotpot.

Xu Zhiming felt that this hotpot restaurant's name was a little indecent.

He had just arrived at the plaza outside Cloud Water Mall.

He saw a crowd gathered together.

He ignored them, assuming they were watching some kind of street performance.

All his attention was fixed on a photo on his phone.

He tapped it open and enlarged it. Inside was a notice.

Xu Zhiming's calm eyes instantly sharpened like thunder.

"I used my strength to bully the weak and picked on Lin Yongtian?"

Xu Zhiming laughed.

He finally understood a saying: when people were speechless enough, they laughed.

"Xu Zhiming, I'm a little sorry."

At that moment, Zeng Hao sent him a message.

"More than ten of us went to the Cloud Water City Martial Arts Ministry of Education. With Teacher Wang Hu's help, we filed a joint report, but it was no use."

"They said that giving you a major demerit was the school's action, and you, as the person involved, need to handle it yourself."

Inside a room, lights flickered.

Faint roars could be heard.

"Zeng Hao, are you stupid? You went to report the principal! Is the principal someone you can afford to offend?"

"Your cousin was beaten up, yet you still haven't gone to see him. Your cousin will be able to get into a Martial Arts University in the future. We need to build a good relationship with him in advance."

Zeng Hao put down his phone. Listening to his mother's roar, an indescribable anger rose in his heart.

Xu Zhiming fell silent for a moment. He no longer had any mood for hotpot.

He wanted to vent the fury filling his chest.

Thunder rumbled faintly on the horizon.

"Everyone, get out of the way! If you come any closer, I'll kill this little girl!"

At that moment, an enraged shout rang out in the distance.

Xu Zhiming turned his head and saw a vicious-looking man gripping a little girl by the throat with one hand.

"You scum of the Wheel Turning Cult, what are you trying to do!"

"Move aside! Didn't you hear what I said?!"