Do You Know? People Are Different

[Host: Xu Zhiming]

[Level: 9]

[Vitality: 29.32(2)]

[Mental Power: 1.88]

[Martial Skill: C-grade Wind Thunder Fist (7th Layer) D-grade Coiling Dragon Surging Waves]

[Martial Visualization Diagram: C-grade Rolling Heavenly Thunder (1st Layer)]

Xu Zhiming looked at the panel.

In just a few days, his strength had undergone earth-shattering changes.

The seventh-layer Wind Thunder Fist tripled combat power, but it wasn't fully perfected yet—he needed to look at other fist-type martial skills.

Only three uses remained, which was a bit few.

Still, Xu Zhiming was satisfied.

This unexpected gain was good enough.

Xu Zhiming thought it over. The power of the humanoid light point dissipated.

He could also summon thunder—could he supplement it with the same attribute power?

If he could supplement it, wouldn't he be able to milk it a few more times?

Xu Zhiming's heart burned hot as he stared at the thunder in the distance, now devoid of any light.

No time like the present.

Wrathful Thunder Descends!

Xu Zhiming silently shouted in his heart.

In the pitch-black training room, thunder suddenly materialized around the youth.

At that moment, the youth seemed to become the center of the thunder, like a deity who could control lightning.

Inside the computer room.

Li Tianjian mechanically turned his head, slowly looking at Meng Tian.

"Young Master Meng, did you know Xu Zhiming was this monstrous?"

"How the hell would I know? How did he suddenly gain control over so much thunder?"

Meng Tian felt a mix of anticipation and fear in his heart.

What the hell—whose sixth-layer Wind Thunder Fist could control this many thunderbolts?

From the transmitted footage, Xu Zhiming could control at least a dozen thunderbolts simultaneously.

A dozen!

If they all struck him, he'd be flat on the ground instantly.

Then begging Xu Zhiming to keep striking.

Meng Tian's mouth curled.

He could already picture his vitality breaking through twenty points tomorrow.

No, wait.

If a dozen thunderbolts struck him, he should first pull out his phone and pick a hospital with good Wi-Fi.

He felt he couldn't withstand a dozen thunder attacks.

"Change of tune, change of tune—can't say 'flogging' anymore, gotta say 'tenderness.'"

Li Tianjian reached out and waved a hand in front of Meng Tian's face.

Meng Tian didn't snap out of it, as if stunned by Xu Zhiming's performance.

And he had a General-level Heavenly Talent sister—how was he acting just as clueless as someone who'd never seen the world?

Li Tianjian felt more balanced inside.

Today's events had to be reported upward.

That Level 40 martial artist who'd replenished energy for the C-grade Visualization Diagram—who knew where he'd gone.

Contact him first.

Meng Tian's mouth suddenly recalled Li Tianjian's earlier doubt.

"Hall Master Li, I said Brother Xu had an epiphany before—doesn't this sky full of thunder prove it now?"

"You need to clearly understand the difference between people."

Li Tianjian awkwardly turned his face away, saying nothing.

He did regret it inside.

After decades in society, how had he carelessly let his true feelings slip out?

Be careful from now on.

"Young Master Meng has sharp eyes. I'm old now, my eyesight isn't what it used to be."

Meng Tian raised an eyebrow.

"Your eyesight is still decent, but this young master truly has sharp eyes."

"However, Brother Xu is different from ordinary people."

Meng Tian thought it over but still didn't say it out loud.

These past few days, Xu Zhiming hadn't tested his blood qi, so he didn't know how many points Xu Zhiming's blood qi had risen to.

Based on the increasingly powerful thunder, he could roughly sense that it was far higher than his own.

This speed of blood qi improvement.

If he didn't know Xu Zhiming's background, he would have suspected that Xu Zhiming was the illegitimate son of some True King.

One who had activated their bloodline power.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for his blood qi to rise so quickly in such a short time.

Xu Zhiming cultivated the Wind Thunder Fist and Rolling Heavenly Thunder, seemingly with decent talent.

Could he be the illegitimate son of True King Wind Thunder?

"Hall Master Li, I recall that True King Wind Thunder had a few close companions."

Li Tianjian's face was full of solemnity.

"Young Master Meng, matters concerning His Majesty the True King are not for us juniors to speculate."

"I've only heard a few rumors. If you want to know, I can lower my principles and tell you."

"..."

Meng Tian rubbed his head, the fire of gossip burning fiercely in his heart.

Who wouldn't want to know a bit about the youthful affairs of a True King whose name shook Great Xia?

"You're saying that of True King Wind Thunder's close companions, only one survived?"

"Is that true? Looks like I need to stay far away from these King-level Heavenly Talents."

"These days, friends of King-level Heavenly Talents tend to die pretty easily."

Li Tianjian nodded in deep agreement.

"Yes, the cults and foreign races hiding in the shadows all kill those close to the Heavenly Talents to provoke them."

"We humans are emotional creatures. Once our emotions are stirred up, it's easy to lose our heads and start thinking about revenge."

Meng Tian nodded.

His heart was filled with caution. He would need to be more careful in the future.

If he encountered a Heavenly Talent who might reach the King level, it was best to be cautious.

An innocent man has nothing to fear, but befriending someone can be a crime—especially befriending a monstrous talent.

Now that his bloodline had been activated, there were still many good things waiting for him to enjoy.

He thought it over. Based on Xu Zhiming's current strength.

His assessment should be at least Upper Soldier, or maybe Lower General?

He was still far from King-level Heavenly Talent, no need to worry.

Li Tianjian, on the other hand, pulled out his phone and frantically sent messages. It wasn't easy to find someone with decent comprehension.

If he could lure Xu Zhiming into the Wind Thunder Martial Hall, he would have some backing in the future.

Without background or talent, it was hard to take a single step anywhere.

Just like how Xu Zhiming had latched onto Meng Tian and obtained a Visualization Diagram worth tens of millions.

Of course.

Li Tianjian knew this was Xu Zhiming's own ability.

Not everyone could cultivate the Wind Thunder Fist to the sixth level.

Even within their Wind Thunder Martial Hall, very few had trained it to the sixth level.

Once internal members reached the fifth level of the Wind Thunder Fist, they could already train the Heavenly Thunder Fist, so who would keep training the Wind Thunder Fist?

High-level martial techniques could be trained continuously without facing the situation of reaching the highest level and needing to switch techniques.

But the thunder Xu Zhiming had just unleashed seemed a bit like the Heavenly Thunder Fist?

The two were lost in their own thoughts, and the office fell silent.

Suddenly.

They heard a strong crackling sound of electric current.

On the computer screen, a flash of white light passed, and the surveillance went black.

Buzz...

Only the sound of electric current came through.

Meng Tian stared blankly at the computer screen.

"What just happened? The screen was full of lightning?"

Li Tianjian shook his head, indicating he didn't know either.

His heart surged with excitement.

Damn.

He had definitely comprehended a higher level of fist technique.

He had once seen a forty-plus-level martial artist, Senior Brother, execute the fourth level of A-rank Heavenly Thunder Fist.

With that person at the center, a radius of over forty meters had completely turned into a domain of lightning.

What Xu Zhiming had just displayed looked very much like the fourth level of Heavenly Thunder Fist.

No, this matter had to be reported upward.

Meng Tian couldn't help rubbing his head.

Just moments ago, he had been looking forward to raising his Qi-Blood, believing that breaking through twenty points of Qi-Blood was within reach.

Now it seemed, he couldn't withstand this lightning.

Xu Zhiming heard a pop sound, quickly opened the secret compartment, stepped forward, and carefully observed the humanoid light point.

Pale purple, warm to the touch, with not a trace of power inside.

"Can't replenish the energy inside."

Xu Zhiming turned and left. Another day had passed.

Tomorrow, he would go check out Yunshui Second High School, collect the cash, and also take a look at their Training Room.

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