With the boost from Top-tier Comprehension, Ling Yun's observation of Cheng Yuanzhou demonstrating Military Boxing was far more than simple imitation.
His brain was like the most efficient supercomputer, instantly analyzing the principles behind every movement's exertion of force, angle, and speed. He even deduced the true killing trajectory hidden within this basic boxing style—the concise, deadly art of killing refined through countless real battles!
Ling Yun even had a clear intuition: even if he lost all his cultivation right now, relying solely on the essence of the killing techniques he had deduced, he could still easily take down five or six ordinary people armed with clubs!
When Ling Yun truly began moving, the shock far exceeded everyone's imagination.
His movements were no longer rigidly rehearsed techniques, but flowed together as naturally as drifting clouds and running water!
He launched a punch from a bow stance, his fist shooting out like a dragon with a shrill whistle as it tore through the air!
His penetrating-throat snap kick sent his leg lashing out like a whip, moving so fast it nearly left an afterimage!
Twisting his waist, turning his hips, sinking his shoulder, and driving his arm forward, every burst of force was as precise as a finely calibrated instrument, condensing the strength of his entire body into a single point before exploding!
Fierce and unmatched, swift as lightning, yet instantly settling into stillness when he finished each movement, as if the thunderous power from moments before had merely been an illusion.
Rather than saying he was performing Military Boxing, it was more accurate to say that the essence of Military Boxing had been elevated in his hands!
Compared to him, Cheng Yuanzhou's demonstration instantly looked like a slow-motion instructional video—possessing only the form, but not the spirit!
"Wow! Ling Yun is so handsome!!"
The girls in the class could no longer hold back and burst into waves of shrieks, their eyes filled with sparkling stars of admiration.
The boys in the class struggled to maintain their outward "calm." Some pretended to look at the sky, while others lowered their heads to straighten their collars. But their furtive glances, filled with envy, jealousy, and resentment, had already exposed their true thoughts—Is this guy even human?!
He could achieve this after watching it just once?
Cheng Yuanzhou's expression had completely frozen. His mouth hung slightly open, and his eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets.
He was a veteran of ten years and understood the intricacies far too well! Learning the movements of Military Boxing wasn't difficult; three days was enough.
But to perform it with such effortless control, combining hardness and softness while containing an aura of killing within, was impossible without years of painstaking practice and real-combat experience!
He had to admit that even at his peak, he could not produce Ling Yun's grandmasterly bearing, which seemed to come from decades of immersion in this path before returning to simplicity!
"Good kid..."
Cheng Yuanzhou took a deep breath before finding his voice again. He gave Ling Yun's shoulder a hard pat, his tone filled with incredulous admiration.
"You've really opened my eyes! I've been a soldier for ten years, participated in martial arts competitions, and seen plenty of experts, but you're the first person I've ever seen who could bring out this... this 'spirit' in Military Boxing! I'm convinced!"
He waved his large hand. "Go rest under the shade of those trees! The title of Outstanding Military Training Cadre for your class belongs to you without a doubt! I said so!"
[Ding! With a slight display of skill, the host has secured the identity of 'Outer Sect Elite Disciple'! Your edge has been revealed, and the sect's higher-ups have already cast their attention upon you!] [Mission reward issued: Mastery of Basic Medical Arts!] [Mastery of Basic Medical Arts]: This is a basic medical canon created by medical cultivators in the Qi Cultivation Realm of the Cultivation World through combining the mysteries of spiritual energy. Its core lies in guiding minute amounts of spiritual energy to act precisely on the microscopic levels of the human body (cells, tissue fluid, and meridian nodes), repairing various chronic and stubborn illnesses caused by internal imbalance, degeneration, mutation, and other factors. It often produces miraculous effects against so-called "terminal illnesses" in the mortal world, such as cancer, immune deficiencies, and genetic disorders. However, it is powerless against conditions requiring immense vitality or special methods, such as severe external injuries, severed limbs, and the erosion of deadly poisons.
Reading the system's description of Mastery of Basic Medical Arts, Ling Yun's heart jolted!
This thing might not be very useful in the Cultivation World, but in an urban setting, it was practically a heaven-defying divine skill!
He forcefully suppressed the urge to study it immediately and decided to claim it somewhere completely safe and deserted.
For the rest of the time, Ling Yun leisurely sat beneath the shade at one corner of the sports field.
Watching his classmates clumsily practice their bow-stance punches under the blazing sun, repeatedly being corrected by the Drill Instructor, he couldn't help feeling a little dazed.
In his previous life, he had also been one of them, sweating profusely. Only two days after his rebirth, the course of his life had already undergone a earth-shaking transformation—he had gained strength, respect, recognition, and even the subtle favor of the Jiang Yingqing sisters...
The feeling of controlling his fate and rising step by step was so satisfying it made his scalp tingle!
He was filled with unprecedented anticipation for the future!
The whistle signaling rest sounded, and the crowd dispersed.
Zhou Da was the first to dart over to Ling Yun like a rabbit. His face was full of exaggerated admiration. "Brother Yun! My dear brother! Is your brain made of a quantum computer? You watched Military Boxing once and performed it like that? My goodness! Luckily, this is an ordinary, scientific urban world. If this were a cultivation or high-martial world, with the lives of ordinary people like us, we wouldn't even be worthy of putting shoes on for a peerless prodigy like you, one in ten thousand!"
His tone was practically begging to kneel and sing a song of surrender.
Ling Yun shot him a glance. He knew this guy's routine far too well. "Enough, enough. Stop flattering me. What are you scheming this time?"
"Hehe, as expected, nothing can escape Brother Yun's discerning eyes!"
Zhou Da rubbed his hands together, grinning ingratiatingly. "Um... is there some shortcut to mastering this? It doesn't have to be as divine as yours. Just... just enough for me to scrape a passing grade and escape this suffering early. Then I can come sit under the shade and admire your heroic bearing!"
His voice wasn't quiet. The classmates nearby, who had been listening with their ears perked up, instantly gathered around, their eyes filled with longing—who didn't want to rest early?
Ling Yun spread his hands, wearing an expression of helplessness that seemed to say, "I really want to help, but you're all hopeless." "Sigh, it's not that your brother refuses to teach you. The main problem is... this thing depends too much on talent. Your brain may understand it, but your body can't keep up. Even if your body barely manages to follow along, the 'spirit' still won't come out. You people... just can't learn it!"
He shook his head slightly, looking as lonely as someone standing at a great height with no one who could understand him.
"My heavens! A confident man really is the most handsome!" one girl exclaimed, unable to stop herself from clasping her cheeks.
"Exactly! Brother Yun's confidence comes from his strength!"
"He's so charming!" the girls chimed in one after another, their gazes burning.
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Even Jiang Yingqing's heartbeat involuntarily skipped a beat as she watched Ling Yun's tall, confident profile in the sunlight, speaking with ease. Her cheeks flushed faintly.
The boys nearby: "..."
They had just been about to complain, "Who do you think you're putting on an act for?" when the girls' wave of mindless praise forcefully choked the words back down.
Their mouths twitched as they ranted furiously inside: Fine, fine! When you're handsome, even your farts smell good! Confidence is handsome when you have good looks, but when we're confident, we're just delusional and disgusting!
What incredible double standards! Fine, fine, we can't afford to provoke him! We'll just silently envy him—or be jealous—and call it a day!
After lunch, during the midday break.
Ling Yun slipped into that familiar abandoned classroom without surveillance once again. After locking the door, he took a deep breath. "Claim the reward!"
In an instant, a vast and intricate torrent of information, as immense as a galaxy, surged into his mind without warning!
Countless diagrams of the human body's mysteries, the trajectories of cellular operation, the pathways for guiding energy (spiritual energy) on the microscopic level, pathological analyses of various difficult illnesses, and "spiritual-energy-intervention" solutions were branded deep into his consciousness! The sheer volume of information far exceeded that of any previous occasion!
Ling Yun felt as if a high-speed turbine had been stuffed into his head. His skull throbbed as if it were about to split, and his consciousness briefly went blank.
He tightly shut his eyes. Fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and his body trembled slightly. He endured for more than ten minutes before the raging tide of information gradually subsided.
"Whoo..." Ling Yun exhaled a long breath of turbid air and shook his still-heavy head. He focused inward and searched through the Mastery of Basic Medical Arts in his mind, which could only be described as the ultimate database of human life sciences.
The more he examined it, the more blazing his delight became! The value of this medical canon far exceeded his previous expectations! It could actually guide faint spiritual energy to act directly on the cellular level, repair genetic defects, reverse malignant growth, regulate immune disorders, balance the endocrine system, and more... In theory, the vast majority of "terminal illnesses" beyond the reach of modern medicine could be resolved effortlessly in his hands!
"This is practically an urban version of the 'Mass Resurrection Spell'!" Ling Yun marveled inwardly. However, after the wild joy came calmness. He quickly established some principles for himself:
1. People close to him (family and friends): Must save.
2. People he liked or who were fated to meet him: Decide according to the circumstances.
3. Everyone else: Respect fate and never take on trouble of his own accord. Practicing medicine without a license? The risk was too great. A wise man wouldn't do it!
However, a crucial question emerged. "Wait! System, this medical art needs spiritual energy to power it! My Dantian is completely empty right now, without even a trace of spiritual energy. How am I supposed to treat anyone?"
He looked at the words in the description stating that it had been "developed by a Qi Cultivation Realm physician through combining spiritual energy," his head full of question marks.
[Ding! The system is temporarily unable to answer the host's question.] The cold electronic voice remained completely emotionless.
Ling Yun frowned in thought. "Could it be that spiritual energy only appears after reaching the late Qi Cultivation Realm? Or does it require a specific cultivation technique to guide it?" There was no answer for now, so he could only suppress the question.
The afternoon training was still Military Boxing.
Ling Yun, the "trainee exempt from training," was bored and wondering how to pass the time when Drill Instructor Cheng Yuanzhou waved his large hand. "Ling Yun, you're just sitting around here anyway. The school is big enough. As long as you don't violate school rules or the law, feel free to wander wherever you like!"
Ling Yun was considering whether to find a corner to play with his phone or sneak out of the school when homeroom teacher Liu Shiguo came over.
"Ling Yun, I heard you don't have to attend military training anymore? Perfect! Come help your teacher with something!"
Liu Shiguo smiled like a fox who had caught a laborer. "The school just received a batch of textbooks. Carry them back to our classroom according to the number of students in our class. Also, here are several class rosters. Check the office locations written on them and deliver one to each of the subject teachers in our class."
He handed Ling Yun a note with the office numbers written on it.
Looking at the stack of books piled up like a small mountain and the several class rosters, Ling Yun felt a headache coming on. This was pure manual labor combined with running errands!
[Ding! Sect Trial Mission issued!] [The host has caught the eye of the sect's higher-ups! Elder Liu of the Outer Sect intends to cultivate you and has specially entrusted you with an important task. This is an excellent opportunity to befriend various elders and expand your connections! The host must seize this opportunity, win the favor of the various elders, and not let down Elder Liu's kindness in promoting you!] [Mission reward: Random item ×1]
Seeing the system notification, Ling Yun instantly perked up! His head no longer hurt, and his back no longer ached! Run errands? No! This was a sect-issued trial mission to "befriend the elders"! He had to broaden his horizons!
Without another word, he hoisted the stack of books belonging to his class onto his shoulders and briskly carried them back to the classroom.
Then he picked up the class rosters, checked them against the note, and began his journey of "visiting the elders."
The Chinese department, mathematics department, English department, physics department, chemistry department... Relying on his handsome appearance, polite attitude ("Good afternoon, teacher. Teacher Liu asked me to deliver a class roster to you"), and efficient actions, Ling Yun moved between the various offices.
When he handed the final class roster to a young female teacher in the biology department and received a gentle smile and a "Thank you, student," the system's notification sounded right on time:
[Ding! Mission complete! The host has successfully delivered the class rosters to all the Outer Sect elders (subject teachers), and the various elders have formed a highly favorable impression of the host!]
"Hm? That was enough to increase their favorability? That easily?"
Ling Yun was somewhat surprised. He felt as if he had merely run an ordinary errand.
[Ding! Details of mission completion detected: During the deliveries, the host's peerless appearance (system-certified) caused varying degrees of "spiritual shock" and "visual enjoyment" among the various elders (especially the female elders), effectively increasing the initial favorability bonus.] Ling Yun: "..."
All right, he understood now. It turned out that being handsome really did let one do whatever one wanted—at least when it came to raising favorability!
This series of events had given him a deeper understanding of the saying, "Beauty is justice."
With the mission complete, Ling Yun once again made his way to his secret base—the abandoned classroom.
"Claim the mission reward!"
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