"No way, am I seeing this right? He got one-shotted in a single move?"
"You don't get it. Qiu Zhenghua must have been careless and failed to dodge. He was popping champagne at halftime, never realizing Xu Zhiming had been playing weak to lure in his enemy."
"The sixth level of Wind Thunder Fist is way too fierce. No wonder the authorities give special preferential treatment to those who reach the sixth level of Wind Thunder Fist."
"I'm looking forward to next month's Three Cities Joint Examination. I wonder whether Xu Zhiming can squeeze into our city's top three."
"What Three Cities Joint Examination? It's become a Five Cities Joint Examination now. It used to be that the top ten from each city qualified, but now only the top five can participate."
"Holy crap, why did they suddenly add two more cities?"
"What else could it be? The rewards are generous, so the other cities want to come in and get a slice of the pie too."
"Qiu Zhenghua is finished this time. Not only has he lost the Training Room, he got beaten up this badly too."
Huang Long held a cigarette between the index and middle fingers of his right hand.
Just now, he had thought the two would remain locked in a struggle for a while, so he had lit a cigarette.
He had been preparing to see how solid Xu Zhiming's spear fundamentals were.
Yet after only two puffs, the battle had ended.
He had not seen a thing.
He had only seen two words.
A complete steamroll.
He took a deep drag, and more than half the cigarette burned away within a few breaths.
"Phew..."
Huang Yilong recalled the personality Xu Zhiming had displayed before, as well as his decisiveness.
He was extremely satisfied.
Those who trained with spears needed to charge forward with unstoppable momentum.
When someone had already unleashed their ultimate right in your face, if you still did not strike back and teach them a harsh lesson, then you were a coward.
"He definitely trained Heavenly Thunder Fist, and his Vitality Quality is very high too—at least above 1.9."
"With around thirty points of vitality, he could crush a genius with fifty points. This kid is definitely Heavenly Pride-class."
After thinking it over, Huang Yilong felt that he could teach Xu Zhiming for a while in the capacity of a martial arts instructor.
The improvement speed of a Heavenly Pride-class powerhouse was beyond ordinary people's imagination.
He turned back and glanced at the Demon Beast Essence Blood slung over his shoulder.
"The Demon Beast Essence Blood can be used to see just how much bloodlust this kid has."
Huang Yilong's face was full of intoxication as two streams of smoke snaked from his nostrils like chimney flues.
"Training a Heavenly Pride—wouldn't a whole crowd of old comrades be green with envy when I bragged about that someday?"
Huang Yilong grinned broadly and headed toward the principal's office at Yunshui Second High School.
No matter what, he first had to let Zhao Deyun know.
Yunshui Second High School.
Principal's office.
Three people sat together, arguing about something.
"I disagree. Although the Education Act stipulates that someone at the sixth level of Wind Thunder Fist is entitled to a separate Training Room, who knows whether he can break through the major threshold of twenty points?"
"If he cannot break through the twenty-point threshold, then he is merely somewhat stronger than a genius. The gap between his vitality and Qiu Zhenghua's is far too great."
"Principal Zhao, the Education Act also states that students' resources should be earned through their own strength."
"If you insist on giving Zhenghua's Training Room to Xu Zhiming, then I suggest they spar."
"Whoever wins gets the right to use the Training Room."
Listening to the two people beside him, Zhao Deyun felt his head swelling.
He knew the resistance would be considerable, but he had not expected it to be this great.
Of the promises he had made Xu Zhiming, the monthly resources could be met, but after several days, the Training Room still had not been negotiated.
He had not even obtained the Training Room key yet.
One was the Dean, and the other was the vice principal. Both had close ties with the Qiu Family.
Still, the reasons they gave were fairly legitimate, and he could not find any grounds to refute them.
"If Xu Zhiming had forty points of vitality, these two would have nothing to say."
Zhao Deyun sighed inwardly.
He knew that was impossible, unless Xu Zhiming immediately broke through to Level 10 with twenty points of vitality.
If Xu Zhiming chose to do that, then there would have been no point in his recruiting Xu Zhiming to Yunshui Second High School.
What he wanted was for Xu Zhiming to attempt breaking through twenty points of vitality.
If he broke through twenty points, then even if it was only twenty-one points, it would count as a small contribution he had made to Great Xia.
Too many people were stuck at twenty points of vitality, unable to break through.
Their school's second-ranked student was also a genius.
The sixth level of Wind Thunder Fist should not disappoint him, right?
With a cold snort, Zhao Deyun said icily.
"I am acting in accordance with the Education Act. Whatever you say is useless."
"Today, you must make Qiu Zhenghua hand over the Training Room key."
"If he refuses... then I will take action myself!"
Zhao Deyun suddenly raised his voice by two notches to show his resolve.
The vice principal and the Dean exchanged glances, and a nameless fire rose in their hearts as well.
So what if it was the sixth level of Wind Thunder Fist? Without sufficient resources, Xu Zhiming could not possibly catch up to Qiu Zhenghua in a short time.
"Principal, if Qiu Zhenghua ultimately gets into a better university than Xu Zhiming, you will bear the consequences yourself!"
The vice principal snorted and gave the Dean a meaningful look.
"Principal, I have already allocated the resources for every class. There are no spare resources for the dozen or so students in Xu Zhiming's class."
"If you promised him any resources, then please go seek sponsorship yourself."
Having said that.
The Dean ignored Principal Zhao Deyun's expression.
That much was the truth. The resources had long since been allocated.
"I understand."
Just as the vice principal and the other man reached the doorway, a knock sounded.
"Zhao Deyun, are you in there?"
Zhao Deyun vaguely felt that the voice sounded familiar, as though he had heard it somewhere before.
There were only a few people in Cloud Water City who dared call him by his full name like that.
Zhao Deyun remembered who it was.
Wasn't that man at Yunshui First High School? Why had he come to Second High School to ask him for something?
Back then, he had practically begged this man to teach at Yunshui Second High School, only to be refused.
"Come in."
Creak.
The door was pushed open.
Huang Yilong expressionlessly glanced at the two men.
He had listened outside the door for quite a while just now.
Everywhere had its little cliques suppressing commoner Heavenly Prides.
"I watched a battle today. I heard the two students were called Qiu Zhenghua and Xu Zhiming."
"I thought it was pretty good, so I came to volunteer as the teacher of the one who won."
Zhao Deyun's eyes shifted.
If it had been Qiu Zhenghua, he believed Huang Yilong would not have put it that way.
He had heard Zhang Wei say that when Xu Zhiming first began to show his edge, Huang Yilong had already mentioned him.
Because he had previously been out hunting Demon Beasts, he had not returned.
It seemed he had tracked Xu Zhiming all the way to Second High School.
Huang Yilong was a Spear Master, and Xu Zhiming trained with the spear as well.
A flicker of shock crossed Zhao Deyun's face, and he shot to his feet.
"It should have been Qiu Zhenghua who won, right? There is quite a gap between his vitality and Xu Zhiming's."
"With your Blade Mastery, you could certainly teach Qiu Zhenghua."
The vice principal and the Dean beside him were both somewhat shocked.
This one-armed man was a Blade Master?
Blade techniques were different from martial arts techniques.
Blade and spear techniques were divided into beginner, intermediate, advanced, master, and grandmaster ranks.
Cloud Water City seemed not to have a single master-level blade technique expert.
The vice principal no longer left.
"My friend, Yunshui Second High School values talent above all else."
"I know student Qiu Zhenghua very well. His talent for the blade is quite good. If you teach him, he might even get into a top-three university."
"I guarantee on my character that Qiu Zhenghua will absolutely not disappoint you."
Huang Yilong glanced at the vice principal.
"Didn't you hear me? I said I would teach the winner."
An awkward look flashed across the vice principal's face, and he faintly sensed that something was wrong.
Anger rose in his heart as well, but this man was a Blade Master. It was understandable for him to have a somewhat eccentric temper.
He patiently explained.
"That's right. Whether in martial arts technique level or vitality, Qiu Zhenghua surpasses Xu Zhiming. Could he possibly lose?"
Beside them, the Dean received a message.
He opened his phone and looked at it, his face filling with astonishment.
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