"What kind of teacher? An Action Coach?"
Meng Tian's puzzled eyes lit up, and his Wind Thunder Fist movements involuntarily halted.
Sizzle.
His scalp tingled, and Meng Tian hurriedly refocused and resumed punching.
Zhang Wei came running over from afar, panting as he arrived before Xu Zhiming.
He had just finished his academic class when he received Huang Yilong's message, then sprinted all the way to the Martial Arts Tower to notify Xu Zhiming.
Zhang Wei knew that whenever Xu Zhiming practiced martial techniques, he never looked at his phone.
If he sent a message, Xu Zhiming might not see it until much later.
He had not expected Huang Yilong to come to Yunshui Second High School. He had not asked for the specific reason either; in any case, it was a good thing.
Huang Yilong had taken the initiative to say he wanted to teach Xu Zhiming, and Zhang Wei remembered that the man was a Spear Master.
Xu Zhiming also used a spear. With a Spear Master guiding him, his growth would become even faster.
"An Action Coach... no, no, spear movements."
Meng Tian was somewhat dumbfounded. Spear movements?
Wait, teachers these days even taught such secret stuff?
How could there be such treatment?
Sizzle.
Meng Tian grinned and continued punching.
"Huang Yilong, you know him, right? Back at First High School, he was the strongest teacher who taught students for free."
Xu Zhiming raised an eyebrow. He knew of the man.
At the start of the school term, the man had come to their school—no, Xu Zhiming was now a student of Second High School.
He taught those three students with Training Rooms on the top floor.
Sometimes, he also gave pointers to students ranked in the top ten.
Rumor had it that several students he had instructed had revealed he was a Spear Master.
"I know him. What about him?"
Zhang Wei grew more excited as he spoke.
"He said he can guide you and help improve your Spear Artistry, free of charge."
Xu Zhiming frowned.
He had never believed there was such a thing as a free lunch in this world.
A Spear Master charged at least ten thousand yuan per hour on the market.
Could it be that the man had taken a fancy to his talent for comprehension?
He had also learned from Meng Tian and the others that they all believed his comprehension was absurdly heaven-defying.
Only he himself knew that there was no such thing as heaven-defying comprehension. It was merely that simple hard work could trigger critical hits.
Xu Zhiming muttered inwardly, Whatever. It's free, so I'll see what he's up to first.
"Alright. When is he coming?"
Zhang Wei patted Xu Zhiming on the shoulder.
"Learn well. He has the real goods. He'll be here shortly."
Xu Zhiming nodded slightly.
Whether the man had the real goods or not, he would know after testing him.
The students nearby were stunned.
"I know what spear techniques are, and I know what a master is. I even watch free websites... but when these words are put together, why can't I understand them?"
"Free of charge? That comes out to earning tens of thousands a day!"
"Holy hell, if something this good happened to me, I'd be willing even if it meant driving luxury cars, living in mansions, and marrying an eighty-year-old rich woman!"
"Damn, I remember you. Last time, you said you'd eat shit if Xu Zhiming defeated Qiu Zhenghua. This time you want to eat and take at the same time."
Meng Tian was also somewhat envious of Xu Zhiming.
Sure enough, once a Heavenly Pride revealed their brilliance, all kinds of good fortune came rolling in one after another.
With fame and profit came danger more easily as well.
When the time came, he would remind Xu Zhiming to watch out for those Cult Organizations.
After giving Xu Zhiming a few reminders to improve his strength properly, Zhang Wei left.
At that moment, he was in an extremely cheerful mood.
A few days ago, he had been ostracized by the teachers at Yunshui Second High School. Just now, many people had taken the initiative to greet him.
"Teacher Zhang is impressive, teaching a student like Xu Zhiming."
"Haha, Teacher Zhang really has an eye for discovering geniuses. We'll have to learn more from Teacher Zhang in the future."
All sorts of such remarks revolved around Xu Zhiming.
The other teachers had entered Yunshui Second High School through either their strength or their academic subjects.
Only he and Wang Hu had gotten in because of Xu Zhiming, who had brought the two of them along for the ride.
Zhang Wei pushed up his black-rimmed glasses. What did it mean when one person attained the Dao and even their chickens and dogs ascended to heaven?
Their group embodied it perfectly.
"Pah, pah, pah... what normal person calls themselves a chicken or a dog?"
Zhang Wei knew about the idle gossip from the others.
He was simply lucky. So what?
If you can't find a book by searching its title, try searching for the author instead. Maybe it was just renamed!
There had been so many teachers at First High School, yet wasn't he the only one who had discovered Xu Zhiming?
What was insight? This was insight.
He deserved to follow Xu Zhiming all the way to the pinnacle.
Xu Zhiming continued practicing his martial techniques, still somewhat looking forward to the Spear Master's arrival.
A Spear Master could perhaps definitely help him raise Coiling Dragon Surging Waves to a higher level.
From time to time, he gave Zeng Hao and the others a hit.
Some Yunshui Second High School students who practiced Wind Thunder Fist also approached Xu Zhiming, saying they were willing to pay for his instruction.
"Student Xu Zhiming, we'll pay you one thousand yuan for an hour of guidance."
"If you think that isn't enough, I can add more."
Xu Zhiming refused without hesitation. He did not have that much time to teach others.
With Meng Tian providing potions, he no longer had to worry about cultivation resources at all.
The gazes of several students dimmed, and they sighed inwardly.
Sure enough, Heavenly Prides did not care about money.
"I don't have time to answer your questions. If you're serious enough, you should be able to learn something by watching me practice."
In an instant.
The students practicing Wind Thunder Fist on the first floor of the Martial Arts Tower erupted in joy.
"Thank you, Xu Zhiming. He isn't driving us away—he's so much better than the others."
"This is a true Heavenly Pride. He isn't afraid that we'll catch up, but generously lets us watch."
"Compared with Qiu Zhenghua—pah! Qiu Zhenghua isn't even worthy to carry Xu Zhiming's shoes."
After saying that, Xu Zhiming continued practicing Wind Thunder Fist.
He did not care at all about the words of the students around him.
He had also experienced days of struggling bitterly without being able to improve. Once, he had been just like these students.
Scraping together money, saving up the last month or two, wanting to sign up for classes and buy potions to improve.
Among the crowd.
Huang Yilong silently nodded.
This kid was pretty good. He suited Huang Yilong's taste.
He had not grown arrogant just because his strength far surpassed that of his classmates.
He was vastly different from someone like Qiu Yingzong.
Thinking of Qiu Yingzong made Huang Yilong somewhat unhappy.
If Qiu Yingzong had said earlier that he was not considering Military University, Huang Yilong would never have sparred with him to build up his combat experience.
There were less than two weeks left. He would strive to raise Xu Zhiming's Spear Artistry to the beginner level.
Huang Yilong had watched Xu Zhiming fight before, and his use of spear techniques could only be described as crude.
Apart from Coiling Dragon Surging Waves, he probably had never systematically studied spear techniques.
"Xu Zhiming, Meng Tian, you two, come with me."
Xu Zhiming suddenly heard someone calling him from within the crowd.
He did not panic. He finished this set of Wind Thunder Fist, steadied his stance, and looked toward the newcomer.
The man was not tall, and his right arm was missing, replaced by a Mechanical Arm.
Yet standing amid the crowd, he gave Xu Zhiming the feeling of a fierce tiger standing among sheep.
An exceptionally intimidating aura radiated from him.
Xu Zhiming did not know what this aura was.
This man was Huang Yilong, that Spear Master.
After saying a few words to Zeng Hao and the others, Xu Zhiming headed upstairs.
"Let's go."
Meng Tian rubbed his head and looked at Zeng Hao and the others.
"You're too weak. I reckon you've already reached your limit for today."
"Don't envy me, bros. I'm just a legend."
Meng Tian ran a hand over his buzz cut and followed with a showy swagger.
"Brother Xu, I think we can increase it a little more. I can still take it."
Upon reaching the top floor.
Huang Yilong took a key from his pocket and tossed it to Xu Zhiming.
"The Training Room key."
Xu Zhiming caught it and had just inserted the key.
Creak.
The sound of a door opening came from nearby.
Xu Zhiming turned and swept his gaze over it. The figure was graceful and tall, but he could only see her back.
Somehow, she seemed familiar?
"Brother Xu, stop looking. That's our school's number one, Feng Li."
"If you want, I'll go get you her contact info?"
Meng Tian chuckled teasingly, paying no heed at all to Huang Yilong beside him.
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