"6.38?"
"..."
An hour later.
Zeng Hao endured his bodily exhaustion and walked over to the Vitality Testing Device.
When he saw that his vitality on the device had improved significantly compared to yesterday,
the emotion in his heart was beyond words.
The others hurriedly tested themselves as well.
"5.23!?"
"5.08?!"
"..."
The same went for several other students.
"Xu Zhiming, we..."
"We..."
After completing a round of Wind Thunder Fist, Xu Zhiming stopped and waved his hand, signaling for them not to speak.
"You all reported them together. I haven't even had the chance to thank you yet."
Zeng Hao and the others exchanged glances without saying anything.
They silently made a note to themselves: if there ever came a day when Xu Zhiming needed them,
they would fight with everything they had to help him.
"Should we call the others..."
Zeng Hao shook his head at the other five, signaling that they could discuss it later.
"I feel like I'm filled with Primordial Force! I can take two more rounds!"
Zeng Hao let out a strange cry and pointed at his upright hair.
"Let the Thunderbolt come even fiercer!"
Xu Zhiming smiled and fulfilled Zeng Hao's wish.
Ten minutes later.
Zeng Hao and the others lay limp on the ground.
Blue smoke rose from their heads, and their legs twitched involuntarily.
One of them slapped his thigh hard, furious at its failure to live up to expectations.
"Damned leg, get up already!"
"I still want to take two more rounds, but my thighs just won't listen."
It was already seven o'clock.
There were quite a few more people on the first floor of the Martial Arts Tower.
Watching Zeng Hao and the others get struck by Thunderbolt from time to time, many people suspected that these students had something wrong with their heads.
"Having people get struck by lightning? Did Qiu Zhenghua threaten them so badly yesterday that they went stupid?"
"Hm? Look at that Electric Shock Kid who can shoot Lightning from both hands. Doesn't he look familiar?"
"I know who he is. He's Xu Zhiming, the genius Principal Zhao Deyun paid a huge price to poach from Yunshui First High School."
"Wind Thunder Fist Sixth Level, vitality reaching twenty points—he's far stronger than us."
"Just looking at Level 9 vitality, he's the second person after War Goddess Feng Li, tied with Wang Ma."
"Now this will be a good show. Let's practice our martial skills first; we'll get to watch the show later."
Zeng Hao lay sprawled on the ground, deeply disdainful of those people's discussions.
If word got out that being struck by lightning could increase vitality, these people would probably fight over the chance to be struck.
But he did not say much.
There had originally been more than ten of them.
Because of Xu Zhiming, Qiu Zhenghua had threatened them.
Including him, only five people had come to the school Martial Arts Tower to train today.
The others feared being targeted by Qiu Zhenghua, so they had not come today.
He understood that choice.
But he still felt that such a choice was somewhat stifling.
Back when he had been at First High School and Yu Qingqing bullied him, he had backed down.
Now that he had come to Second High School, he was still being bullied. He refused to accept it.
Even if he could not win, he at least had to show his attitude.
He did not have Xu Zhiming's talent for comprehension, but he could learn from Xu Zhiming's diligence.
He would not notify those classmates who had not come, either.
Xu Zhiming would use Thunderbolt to help them raise their vitality.
If they shrank back at the first sign of trouble, how could they achieve anything on the martial path?
Zeng Hao now seemed to understand even better Xu Zhiming's years of persistence, day after day.
Without daily effort, where could the fruits of success come from?
Zeng Hao felt that he had rested enough.
"Xu Zhiming, strike me."
With a fire in his heart, Zeng Hao began practicing Wind Thunder Fist.
His body was sore and weak, but he felt that this round of Wind Thunder Fist flowed exceptionally smoothly.
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He could still take two more rounds.
Two minutes later.
Thunderbolt fell onto his body, and Zeng Hao dropped to the ground on his butt.
"Stop, stop. Let me rest a bit."
He watched Xu Zhiming switch to practicing another martial skill.
The admiration in his heart grew even stronger.
He had never seen anyone more proactive in martial training than Xu Zhiming.
"You guys are way too weak. Watch fewer action movies at night."
"Look at me. I'm fierce."
Meng Tian patted his chest, wearing an expression of great strength.
A bolt of Thunderbolt descended.
"No, no, Brother Xu! That shock was way too fierce this time, go easier! You made my legs go weak!"
Zeng Hao and the others exchanged looks.
They did not know who Meng Tian was, but he was probably quite strong.
In the distance.
Five or six teachers walked over, chatting and laughing. When they saw someone perform Wind Thunder Fist Sixth Level,
they were somewhat surprised.
"This is Xu Zhiming, right? Not bad. His martial training is quite impressive."
"The question is, how is his actual combat ability? Once Qiu Zhenghua arrives, he'll definitely spar with him."
"It's fine if he refuses to spar. Qiu Zhenghua would not dare violate school rules."
"This isn't such a simple matter. Ownership of the three Secret Chambers requires combat."
"Did you forget? Wind Thunder Fist Sixth Level means he's one step from becoming a Heavenly Pride. A Heavenly Pride ranks above a genius. According to school rules, there's nothing wrong with the principal doing this."
Wang Hu and Zhang Wei hurried over.
The two of them were now the freest teachers at the school.
Zhao Deyun had assigned them to teach the few students who had come from Yunshui First High School.
Because none of the other teachers were willing to take these students.
The two of them could only become their teachers.
Zhang Wei saw the person with Thunderbolt dancing over his hands.
He pushed up his black-rimmed glasses.
"Teacher Wang, why is Xu Zhiming here? Could he have found out what Qiu Zhenghua did?"
Wang Hu shook his head. He had not added Xu Zhiming's contact information.
He had also repeatedly instructed Zeng Hao and the others not to tell Xu Zhiming.
Wang Hu discreetly slipped his bandage-wrapped right hand into his pants pocket.
He lowered his head and adjusted his trousers. It should not look too strange.
It was best not to let Xu Zhiming find out that he, a teacher, had had his finger broken by a student.
Just thinking about it felt humiliating.
Zhang Wei also walked over.
He stood to the side, quietly watching Xu Zhiming train.
Xu Zhiming noticed Zhang Wei and Wang Hu as well.
You diligently cultivated Coiling Dragon Surging Waves once, triggering a two-hundredfold critical strike. Martial skill: D-class Wind Thunder Fist (Seventh Level); A-class Coiling Dragon Surging Waves (Incomplete)
Xu Zhiming glanced at it, somewhat surprised.
By his calculation, he had practiced the first level of Coiling Dragon Surging Waves for nearly a week, yet he had still not broken through.
He remembered clearly that he would be going out to fight in May. Naturally, the more methods he had, the better.
Today, he needed to ask whether there were any teachers skilled with spears who could give him some guidance.
There were still three weeks left.
First, he would raise his vitality to the limit of Level 9.
After training Wind Thunder Fist to the Seventh Level, he felt that his vitality could still improve considerably.
Level 10 would double it. He could not miss this opportunity.
Xu Zhiming stopped and greeted Zhang Wei.
"You keep going. The two of us will supervise Zeng Hao and the others, see if they're slacking off."
Zhang Wei saw the five of Zeng Hao sitting against the wall.
"You lot, why are you lying on the ground? Get up and continue practicing Wind Thunder Fist."
Zeng Hao curled his lips.
"Homeroom teacher, this is exactly that kind of situation."
"You only see us resting, never see us training."
"Just like my mom before. Back when I was studying regular classes, she'd see me take out my phone to play right after finishing my homework."
"Not doing homework, just playing on your phone all day long."
Zhang Wei burst into laughter.
"Why do you all look half-dead?"
"Obviously because we saw you coming and got scared."
At that moment.
A voice dripping with mockery came from outside.
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