The next day, at six in the morning.
Xu Zhiming got up early.
His Mental Power had increased quite a bit yesterday. With nearly two points of Mental Power, he was already far above ordinary people.
Martial Artists mainly focused on increasing their vitality.
Of course, there were also Martial Arts Visualization Diagrams that could raise Mental Power.
Those Visualization Diagrams were incredibly expensive.
After a night's sleep, he was brimming with energy.
He sent Meng Tian a message.
Then he headed to Yunshui Second High School.
Over the past two days, Meng Tian had been getting up early every day.
He could barely keep up with Xu Zhiming's pace.
And Xu Zhiming remembered something else.
Those dozen or so classmates who had sought justice for him all practiced the Wind Thunder Fist.
He did not mind lending those classmates a hand.
Suddenly, something occurred to him.
It seemed he had forgotten to tell them to take some time yesterday to get their hair cut.
It probably would not matter much.
Yunshui Second High School.
When Xu Zhiming arrived at Yunshui Second High School, Meng Tian was already waiting at the school gate.
He was chewing on something, a hint of excitement on his face.
The Yunshui Second High School security guards had opened the gates early.
The two guards stood to one side, chatting and laughing.
"Something happened yesterday. In that new class the principal put together, a student named Zeng Hao got beaten during a sparring match."
"The principal poached so many students with middling aptitudes. That might drag down our school's college admission rate."
"There are still nearly two months left. I wonder what level that Heavenly Pride with the sixth level of Wind Thunder Fist can reach."
"I heard the principal has been under quite a bit of pressure lately, and Qiu Zhenghua still hasn't moved out of the Training Room.
Xu Zhiming hasn't come to school for so many days either. Who knows what he's been doing?"
"What else could he be doing? He probably caught wind of it and didn't dare come face Qiu Zhenghua."
"If it were me, I wouldn't dare come either. Qiu Zhenghua has fifty points of vitality, and he even has a C-grade Martial Skill."
Hearing the two men's conversation, Meng Tian was just about to say something.
But from the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Xu Zhiming entering the school.
He was certain Xu Zhiming had heard the guards chatting.
His eyes rolled, and he hurriedly chased after him, shouting as he ran.
"Xu Zhiming! Brother Xu! Wait for me!"
The two guards heard the name Xu Zhiming and instantly exchanged a tactical glance.
Then they said awkwardly and cautiously.
"Xu Zhiming didn't hear us talking behind his back, did he?"
"With over ten points of vitality, he probably heard us."
"Even if he did, it's nothing. We were only speaking the truth."
Xu Zhiming had naturally heard them.
Zeng Hao had been beaten yesterday?
Good. Very good.
Qiu Zhenghua, was it?
Xu Zhiming's vitality surged within him. It was time to collect some interest.
He had come to Second High School only to be disgusted like this.
Then he would first let that guy accompany Yu Qingqing to lie in the hospital.
Xu Zhiming felt that he really was a good person.
Yunshui Second High School's Martial Arts Tower.
Just like at Yunshui First High School, it was a separate building.
It was also four stories tall, with a similar layout.
The lights on all four floors were already on.
When he reached the first floor, there were a few scattered students there.
Xu Zhiming took a closer look and saw Zeng Hao and several somewhat familiar classmates.
"Don't tell Xu Zhiming. I suspect Qiu Zhenghua deliberately wants to provoke him, so he can injure Xu Zhiming before he has the chance to improve."
"Once Xu Zhiming breaks through to Level Ten and gains the extra twofold combat strength from the sixth level of Wind Thunder Fist, Qiu Zhenghua definitely won't be his match."
"But, Brother Hao, they're coming to beat you again today. They said that if you don't contact Xu Zhiming and have him come over, they'll turn your other eye into a panda eye too."
Zeng Hao gritted his teeth and rubbed his eye.
"As a man, a little pain can be endured."
"How about I take a punch for you?"
No sooner had Zeng Hao finished speaking than a voice came from outside.
"That sounds great. Someone can get beaten with me."
Zeng Hao grinned.
"You guys aren't completely heartless after all. Who wants to get beaten with me?"
Seeing the confusion on the faces of the classmates around him, Zeng Hao turned around.
His face grew somewhat awkward.
"Xu Zhiming, why are you here?"
Then he hurriedly changed his words.
Not caring to complain about the others, he quickly said.
"You didn't hear what we were saying earlier, did you?"
Xu Zhiming smiled faintly.
"I didn't hear it. I came to Cloud Water No.2 High School today to take care of two things."
Everyone looked at Xu Zhiming.
"What things?"
"The first thing is that it's been a long time since we practiced the Wind Thunder Fist together."
Zeng Hao froze and opened his mouth to ask.
"We probably can't keep up with your speed anymore."
Xu Zhiming waved a hand.
"It won't affect anything."
Of course it would not affect anything. It was only a matter of sending down a bolt of lightning.
Meng Tian grinned. Good.
At last, there were people to endure electric shocks alongside him.
He believed these classmates would also fall in love with that exhilarating numbness.
He swept his gaze over them. Their hair was nice and long.
Not bad, not bad. There would be several black-maned Lion Kings in a moment.
"The second thing is to use my exclusive Secret Chamber."
Zeng Hao and the other students panicked.
They shook their heads repeatedly.
"Xu Zhiming, you haven't broken through to a Level Ten Martial Artist yet. For now, you're no match for that person."
"Once you break through to Level Ten, you'll definitely be able to beat him."
Seeing the smile at the corner of Xu Zhiming's mouth and the teasing note in his voice, Zeng Hao knew Xu Zhiming had definitely heard them earlier.
By his estimate.
Xu Zhiming's strength should now be close to twenty points.
After a Martial Skill improved, raising vitality became relatively easier as well.
Even with the sixth level of Wind Thunder Fist granting twice the attack power.
The gap in vitality between Xu Zhiming and Qiu Zhenghua was still rather large.
That person had cultivated a Martial Arts Visualization Diagram, while Xu Zhiming had not.
If Xu Zhiming's vitality reached forty points, there would be no suspense.
"Xu Zhiming, hurry back. Find a park or a small grove or somewhere like that and improve by yourself."
"I believe it won't be long before you break through to Level Ten."
Xu Zhiming waved a hand.
"No. Come on, let's practice the Wind Thunder Fist."
Meng Tian set his backpack aside and began preparing to enjoy today's increase in vitality.
His vitality could very well rise to twenty points today.
Xu Zhiming tipped his head back and drank a bottle of E-grade Potion.
Meng Tian had given him this potion.
He felt a little embarrassed.
The C-grade Rolling Heavenly Thunder cost fifty million, already far exceeding the price they had agreed on before.
There was nothing else he could do, so he could only help Meng Tian improve quickly.
Zeng Hao still wanted to keep persuading Xu Zhiming.
But seeing that Xu Zhiming had already begun punching.
He followed suit and started practicing as well.
They discovered that their eyes could no longer keep up with Xu Zhiming's speed.
You diligently practiced the Wind Thunder Fist once, triggering a 100x Critical Hit
His vitality had not increased.
The higher one's Vitality Quality, the longer it took to raise vitality by a single point.
His seventh level Wind Thunder Fist still needed to be practiced further.
Meng Tian had also finished one round by then.
Crackle...
A bolt of lightning descended onto Meng Tian's head, and his body twitched involuntarily.
His whole body went numb, and his soul trembled.
He was numb from head to toe.
"Ahh... refreshing..."
Zeng Hao and the others opened their mouths. What was going on?
The next moment.
Bolts of lightning descended onto their heads as well.
They were much smaller than Meng Tian's.
Crackle...
They felt as though their hair had stood on end.
They reached up to touch it, and it really had risen.
"You guys, why aren't you practicing the Wind Thunder Fist? Don't waste Brother Xu's good intentions."
Zeng Hao was stunned. After carefully sensing himself, he felt that his body's vitality seemed to have increased slightly.
Along with it, his comprehension of the Wind Thunder Fist seemed to have deepened too.
"So Xu Zhiming really meant it when he said he could improve our strength?"
He remembered that his vitality had been 6.33 yesterday, making him a Level Five Martial Artist.
Should he go test it after they finished practicing?
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