Magical Power and Physical Education

Magical Power and Physical Education

Spirit Realm.

Li Xingyu had been observing Zhang Yu's condition from the side.

When he saw Zhang Yu's pain level reach Level 37, he felt that the other party had reached his limit.

"With his condition, he can't hold on any longer."

Glancing at the top of Zhang Yu's head, Li Xingyu could see parameters such as his heartbeat and breathing displayed before him.

"He's already reached the limit of his endurance. The pain level should be lowered."

"At this level, he's still within the scope of a Level 1 Dao Heart, right? Nothing special about it. How did he comprehend the mysteries of the Heavenly Human Martial Arts Diagram?"

Just as Li Xingyu was thinking this, he felt the aura around Zhang Yu abruptly change. His previously twisted expression gradually returned to normal, and he even revealed a faint savage grin.

"Hm? He held on?"

"This aura... it feels like the martial arts from the Heavenly Human Martial Arts Diagram?"

Li Xingyu watched Zhang Yu's condition in surprise, watching him endure second by second until the sixty minutes came to an end.

He was even more astonished as he calculated, "With this level of willpower, his Dao Heart is nearly Level 2."

"Although he hasn't mastered the martial arts from the Heavenly Human Martial Arts Diagram, it seems that some of the profound mysteries he comprehended from it can be used to strengthen his will."

"This guy is pretty impressive. His information should be worth some money."

With that thought, Li Xingyu described Zhang Yu's information in writing and posted it on an intelligence website, pricing it at one thousand yuan.

But after thinking about it, he changed the price from one thousand yuan to ten thousand.

Then he wrote in the title: "Shocking! Songyang High School Has Produced a Peerless Martial Dao Genius."

After taking off the Spirit Realm Mask, Zhang Yu stood up trembling. Even though he had already left the Spirit Realm, he still felt as if his entire body were being stabbed by needles.

On the bed beside him, a student was about to stand up when his legs gave out, and he collapsed back onto the floor.

On the surrounding beds, similar scenes sprang up one after another. Clearly, they had yet to recover from the aftereffects of the Spirit Realm.

A student immediately opened the medicine bottle he carried with him, took out a pill, and swallowed it.

Zhang Yu guessed that it was a Dao Heart Buffer.

Although one could gradually raise one's Dao Heart Level by relying on cultivation methods such as the Basic Heart Refining Method and the Heavenly Martial Heart Refinement Art, coupled with thoughts that aligned with those methods—

Many students still chose to take Dao Heart Buffers.

This medicine could regulate neurotransmitters and brain secretions, improve one's mood and motivation, and more effectively strengthen one's will and raise one's Dao Heart Level.

But Dao Heart Buffers were not without side effects. The higher the quality and stronger the effect, the more expensive they were, the more addictive they became, and the more terrifying the side effects after quitting.

Once someone began taking them, they usually had to keep taking them long-term. Otherwise, stopping the medication would cause their Dao Heart to regress.

The original Zhang Yu had been unable to afford continued medication, causing his Dao Heart, which had once been close to Level 2, to gradually regress.

Only recently, after undergoing a series of trials and comprehending the Heavenly Martial Heart Refinement Art, had Zhang Yu felt that he had returned to a level close to a Level 2 Dao Heart.

And now, Zhang Yu had no intention of touching Dao Heart Buffers again.

Compared to taking medicine, he now believed more in his own potential and self-discipline.

But at this moment, there was no more time for everyone to rest.

There was still a second exam in the morning, so the students could only hurriedly pull themselves together and rush toward the next examination hall.

When Zhang Yu arrived at the Magical Power examination hall, he saw that many assistant teachers and testing instruments were already prepared.

When it was Zhang Yu's turn, detection patches were attached to his arms, chest, and lower abdomen. Then, following the teachers' instructions, he began circulating his Magical Power, moving it from his dantian to his palms.

This Magical Power test was clearly more meticulous and accurate than usual, in order to prevent problems with the Monthly Exam results.

Besides detecting the total amount of Magical Power circulating within Zhang Yu's body, the patches would also test the efficiency of each circulation of Magical Power.

This was also meant to prevent examinees from having a quantity of Magical Power bought with nothing but money, while lacking quality.

Zhang Yu could clearly feel that, compared to the torment of the Dao Heart Exam, the students were obviously not as nervous during the Magical Power Exam.

After all, everyone's Magical Power level had already been decided before the examination. It had little to do with on-the-spot performance.

If you had Magical Power, you had it. If you didn't, you didn't. If you knew how to use it, you knew how. If you didn't, you didn't.

Just as Zhang Yu finished the examination, the assistant teacher responsible for recording the data gave a startled sound and could not help looking at Zhang Yu a few more times.

Zhang Yu asked, "Teacher, is something wrong?"

The assistant teacher hurriedly shook her head. "Nothing."

But inwardly, she muttered, What high Magical Power circulation efficiency. He must be another filthy rich kid.

It was lunchtime.

The cafeteria was filled with students who looked like walking corpses.

Some had yet to recover from the aftereffects of the Dao Heart Exam. Some were wracked with anxiety because they had done poorly. Some were wondering whether they should kill themselves...

Bai Zhenzhen also sat down with a sigh. "What a fucking bastard!"

"The fucking bastard who set this Dao Heart Exam has no concern even for horses anymore. Is he going to open an online question-setter review page, put his phone on vibrate, and stuff it into his crotch..."

After more than two minutes of unrepeatable curses, Bai Zhenzhen finally stopped to take a bite of food when Zhou Tianyi walked over. Zhang Yu believed that similar curses were surely floating above every high school in Songyang City at that very moment.

The moment Zhou Tianyi sat down, he could not help saying, "Did you hear? People at several high schools have had emotional breakdowns."

Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen's gazes sharpened as they instantly looked toward Zhou Tianyi.

Zhou Tianyi continued, "Because the rules for this Dao Heart Exam were too harsh."

"For example, some students wanted a high score during the exam and accidentally set the pain level beyond their limits. They fainted, were kicked straight out of the Spirit Realm, and their exams were counted as zero."

He shook his head with a sigh. "Some people couldn't take it after waking up and just broke down."

"Zero points." Bai Zhenzhen said gloomily, "That's the supreme humiliation of high school. From then on, you completely lose your right to survive at school."

"I'd break down too. Better yet, before breaking down, I'd kill the fucking bastard who set the questions."

Zhang Yu asked, "Then the question-setter won't have an easy time this round, right? What if there's a rich kid among them? Wouldn't their parents take mad revenge on the question-setter?"

Zhou Tianyi looked at Zhang Yu as if he were an idiot. "How is that possible?"

Zhang Yu said, "You mean even rich kids' parents can't get revenge? Does this question-setter have an extremely powerful background?"

Zhou Tianyi shook his head. "I mean, how could anything happen to rich people at school?"

"Every one of them has paid security fees."

"The moment there's a problem, the entire school alarm goes off. Security guards or teachers immediately come save them."

"Even if they jump off a building, the emergency rescue team will definitely save them."

He said as if it were perfectly obvious, "Even if rich people want to die, they'll definitely use some other route. At school, even jumping off a building won't kill them."

Watching Zhou Tianyi speak so convincingly, Zhang Yu had to admit that in this damned Kunxu, things might really be like that.

After eating, Zhang Yu took advantage of the end of Specialization's cooldown to switch Feather Scroll's Specialization back to the Heavenly Cycle Qi Gathering Method, then practiced Breath Circulation a few more times.

Heavenly Cycle Qi Gathering Method Level 8 (3/160) → (6/160)

In the blink of an eye, it was time for the final exam of the afternoon.

The Physical Education Exam.

Inside the enormous Training Field, Wang Hai sat at the judges' table.

During the coming examination, he and several other first-year Sports Teachers would score all the first-year examinees.

He lowered his head and scanned the list of examinees, his gaze gradually stopping on Zhang Yu's name.

In his impression, Zhang Yu had originally been a model student who exercised properly every day, took medicine properly, and got injections properly.

His attitude was serious, and his Drug Resistance was not bad either. Last month, he had already become one of Wang Hai's subjects of observation.

If he could just keep it up, Wang Hai would not mind training him into a second Zhao Tianxing. After obtaining good results in the future, he could become another one of Wang Hai's star students.

But ever since this month, for some reason, Zhang Yu had repeatedly challenged his authority in class and had even proclaimed the heretical slogan of Natural Body Refinement.

At first, Wang Hai suspected that Zhang Yu had found another supply channel, and that someone behind him wanted to compete with Wang Hai for the first-year Demonstration Class market at Songyang High School.

But after Zhao Tianxing's investigation and report, he gradually dismissed that possibility.

Then he heard rumors spreading everywhere that Zhang Yu had been accepted as a disciple by a Golden Core True Person.

Although Wang Hai was one of Songyang High School's Ace Physical Education Teachers, he was still not qualified to come into contact with figures on the level of Golden Core True Persons.

He could not determine whether the rumor that Zhang Yu had become a Golden Core True Person's disciple was true or false.

As Wang Hai pondered these matters, ten students stepped onto the platform ahead.

The students exposed every muscle on their bodies, while their skin was covered in all kinds of detection patches.

Roar! Roar! Roar!

Then, amid beast-like roars, the muscles on the ten students' bodies abruptly swelled. Astonishing power erupted from each vein-bulging mass of muscle.

The data obtained by the detection patches rapidly appeared on the screens before the Sports Teachers, informing them of the force that every piece of flesh on these examinees' bodies had just unleashed.

This differed from the rough full-body Physical Strength tests of the past. While the examinees exerted force, it conducted meticulous tests of the Physical Strength in every part of their bodies.

At the same time, Wang Hai and the others rapidly swept their gazes across the examinees, examining the shapes of their flesh, the structure of their bodies, and the state of their explosive force. Combining that with the data they had just obtained, they scored each examinee on the spot.

Physical Strength was not the only measure of score in the Physical Education Monthly Exam.

The dimensions, size, and structure of every piece of flesh throughout the body... all of it was important.

Which structure was more suited for exerting force? Which muscles were more useful in actual combat? Which were living muscles? Which were dead muscles? All of it required experienced judges to evaluate in combination with the data.

After all, even when Physical Strength was equal, differences in body structure and size could produce enormous differences in the Physical Body's power, speed, and even combat performance.

Wang Hai had long been as familiar with this as a hand guiding a cart. As an Ace Physical Education Teacher, over the past several decades, he had no idea how many pale slabs of flesh weighing two hundred or three hundred jin he had seen. He had even seen five-hundred-jin behemoths more than once.

After one glance, he recorded his score, and his mind returned to the matter concerning Zhang Yu.

"Then let's see your score."

"If your score has dropped badly after being isolated for three weeks, that proves you definitely cannot be a Golden Core Disciple."

"Then..."

At that thought, a trace of coldness flashed through Wang Hai's eyes.

Anyone who affected his supply business deserved to be expelled.

(End of Chapter)