What Is Yours, They Will All Spit Back Out

You diligently refined an F-grade Azure Potion. Your blood and qi increased by 0.1, triggering a 10x Critical Hit. Your blood and qi increased by 1.

Xu Zhiming felt the blood and qi within him instantly boil, a warm current coursing through his entire body.

Host: Xu Zhiming

Level: Seven
Blood and Qi: 8.23
Martial Skill: D-grade Wind Thunder Fist (Fourth Layer)

Xu Zhiming smiled in satisfaction.

He had finally broken through to Level Seven.

Before Level 10, ordinary martial artists generally gained one point of blood and qi per level.

Only a very small number of people exceeded one point of blood and qi per level.

The more they exceeded it by, the stronger they were at the same realm.

The reason he had chosen Wind Thunder Fist was because of its creator.

True King Wind Thunder had once said something.

"The sixth layer of Wind Thunder Fist stands shoulder to shoulder with Heavenly Prides of the same realm."

True King Wind Thunder was a super powerhouse who had broken past Level 100.

Among countless people in Great Xia, he was the only powerhouse with C-grade aptitude to break past Level 100.

Above Level 100, one could be bestowed the title of True King.

One reason Xu Zhiming had chosen Wind Thunder Fist was his admiration for True King Wind Thunder.

Xu Zhiming wiped away the sweat flowing into his eyes, revealing a carefree smile.

He liked this feeling of watching his strength grow every moment.

The pent-up gloom in his heart also dispersed somewhat as his strength increased.

He believed that before long, he would reclaim today's humiliation with his fists.

If he raised Wind Thunder Fist to the sixth layer, he could raise his blood and qi to twenty points at Level Nine!

More importantly, consuming potions could also trigger critical hits.

One bottle for him was equivalent to ten bottles for someone else.

Xu Zhiming only wanted to say one thing: how could the word "awesome" possibly describe it?

He would head back early today and buy two potions to improve himself.

Wang Hu stood nearby, watching Xu Zhiming reveal a smile.

He had originally thought Xu Zhiming would notice him.

Unexpectedly, Xu Zhiming continued practicing Wind Thunder Fist.

No, he was standing right here, such a big person, and Xu Zhiming still had not noticed him?

A martial arts fanatic.

An absolute martial arts fanatic.

It had been a long time since he had seen such a martial arts fanatic of a student.

"Cough, cough..."

Xu Zhiming heard it, but he ignored it.

He continued practicing Wind Thunder Fist.

The first floor of the Martial Arts Hall was so spacious.

What was wrong with someone coughing a couple of times because his throat felt uncomfortable?

Wang Hu rubbed his eyes with both hands, staring blankly as Xu Zhiming immersed himself in his punches.

He turned around, carried over a stool, and sat down beside him.

He intended to see when Xu Zhiming would finally notice him.

Time slipped away minute by minute.

Xu Zhiming had noticed Wang Hu long ago.

He knew this teacher because of the three scars on his face, which made him look extremely stern.

Usually, few students approached him with questions about martial skills or cultivation.

Once, after Xu Zhiming had asked Wang Hu a question, Wang Hu had answered him with great patience.

Only then had he learned that one could not judge people by their appearances.

Some buzz-cut, round-faced, bearded boys in white socks might just have the heart of a young maiden inside.

Wang Hu usually walked around the place as well.

Why was he sitting beside him today?

Xu Zhiming frowned, then quickly relaxed.

Could it be that he had discovered Wind Thunder Fist had broken through to the fourth layer?

After thinking it over, Xu Zhiming felt it was possible.

No wonder that cough just now had sounded somewhat familiar.

He happened to be tired from practicing, so he could take a rest and ask Teacher Wang Hu about it.

"Hello, Teacher Wang Hu."

Wang Hu rubbed the space between his brows.

He could not help giving Xu Zhiming a thumbs-up.

He had been sitting here for nearly half an hour.

Xu Zhiming had kept his eyes straight ahead, wholly absorbed in practicing his punches for nearly half an hour.

He suspected that if Xu Zhiming had not grown tired and needed a break, he probably would not have stopped.

"Too much is as bad as too little. Cultivation is persistence day after day."

"You did well before. Do not let certain matters damage your martial heart."

Xu Zhiming nodded.

He knew Wang Hu was reminding him not to let today's matter affect his state of mind and make him cultivate excessively.

Good news never left the house, but gossip spread faster than wildfire.

Wang Hu was worried that excessive cultivation would ruin his body.

However, he did not know that Xu Zhiming's blood and qi were rising madly.

As his blood and qi increased, his body's recovery ability improved greatly as well. There was no way he could overtrain himself into ruin.

Seeing Xu Zhiming nod, Wang Hu did not say anything more.

He also felt that the school had gone too far in Xu Zhiming's case.

Unfortunately, he was merely an ordinary teacher. Even if he spoke up for Xu Zhiming, no one would care.

"Has your Wind Thunder Fist broken through to the fourth layer?"

Xu Zhiming nodded. Sure enough, it was because of this matter.

"Yes, Teacher Wang has truly sharp eyes."

Wang Hu waved his hand.

"Stop flattering me."

"Let me tell you something. If you can cultivate Wind Thunder Fist to the sixth layer before the College Entrance Exam, what is yours, they will all spit back out."

Xu Zhiming nodded.

If Wang Hu merely wanted to tell him to keep practicing Wind Thunder Fist, he would never have waited beside him specifically.

"Is Wind Thunder Fist really that powerful?"

Wang Hu looked around and found that no one was paying attention to them.

He cleared his throat and spoke quietly.

"The fourth layer of Wind Thunder Fist is called Thunderclap, the fifth is Lightning Flash, and the sixth is Thunderfall."

Xu Zhiming nodded.

This had been mentioned in Wind Thunder Fist.

Seeing Xu Zhiming's confusion, Wang Hu continued explaining.

"Thunderclap, the fourth layer you have currently reached—when you break through to a Level Nine Martial Artist, your blood and qi can exceed that of ordinary martial artists of the same level by at most three points."

"At the fifth layer, Lightning Flash, your blood and qi at Level Nine can surpass that of ordinary martial artists by more than half. You will have roughly eighteen points of blood and qi."

"At the sixth layer of Wind Thunder Fist, Thunderfall, your blood and qi can reach twenty points. At Level Nine, you can stand shoulder to shoulder with a Level Ten Martial Artist."

"A true Heavenly Pride can surpass twenty points of blood and qi even at Level Nine."

"There is a minimum standard for judging a Heavenly Pride: their blood and qi must be twice the average of martial artists at the same level."

"Level Nine Martial Artists generally have nine or ten points of blood and qi."

Xu Zhiming nodded heavily, silently committing it to memory.

To break through to a Level Ten Martial Artist required at least twenty points of blood and qi. Blood and qi would become like a furnace; even in a winter more than ten degrees below zero, one would not feel cold wearing just a short-sleeved shirt.

Many people would be stuck for life at the breakthrough from Level Nine to Level Ten.

At their school, most teachers of academic subjects were only Level Nine Martial Artists.

That included Zhang Wei. If Zhang Wei were a Level Ten Martial Artist, he could teach academic subjects in a B-grade class, and his salary and benefits would double.

Xu Zhiming clasped his fists in thanks.

Wang Hu waved his hand.

"Now that your Wind Thunder Fist has reached the fourth layer, do you need me to report it for you? You can receive one F-grade Azure Potion."

Xu Zhiming touched his nose.

Ten thousand yuan—of course he wanted it.

"Then thank you, Teacher Wang Hu!"

Wang Hu laughed loudly. If Xu Zhiming had refused to report it upward—

Then all the words he had said would have been wasted.

"Reach the fifth layer, and you will get one bottle of Level 10 Demonic Beast Essence Blood."

"Reach the sixth layer, and you will also get one E-grade Azure Potion. A bottle costs fifty thousand yuan."

"Over the next few days, you can think about which martial skill you want to choose from the Martial Arts Building."

"Since your Wind Thunder Fist has reached the fourth layer, you qualify to choose another D-grade martial skill."

"I'll report it for you today. Tomorrow, you can find time to collect it."

"I'll collect the potion for you tomorrow, so do not go yourself."

After Wang Hu finished speaking, he carried the stool away.

Today's harvest had been quite good. It had been many years since he had seen a student reach the fourth layer of Wind Thunder Fist.

He had better collect the potion for Xu Zhiming himself. If Xu Zhiming went, someone would probably snatch it from him again.

Xu Zhiming nodded heavily.

As expected, growing stronger brought greater benefits.

He had never considered hiding his strength.

If he did not reveal his strength, how would others know he had potential?

And if he had no potential, how would anyone invest in him?

In the High Martial World, every resource was fought for with one's fists.

What had those two people who stole his resources relied on?

They relied on the school believing that they were stronger and had more potential.

Xu Zhiming watched Wang Hu leave, then threw himself back into cultivation.

It would not be long before he made the two people who stole his things regret it.

Without strength, he would lie low first.

Once he had strength, he would show those two what true cruelty was.

The day passed quickly.

Before he knew it, Xu Zhiming had lost count of how many times he had practiced Wind Thunder Fist.

The sun sank westward, half its face dipping behind the mountains.

The dim golden sunlight streamed through the glass and fell upon the youth.

The youth withdrew his fists and glanced at the sunset.

"One last round of Wind Thunder Fist, then I'll go back and buy potions."