Will We Win? (Seeking Follow-up Reads!!!)

After relaxing his body and mind in the first layer of the illusion, Jiang Ye returned to reality.

It was already the early morning of the next day.

The sky outside the window was dimly lit.

"My body."

The moment he returned to reality, Jiang Ye immediately noticed the difference.

First was the strength in his entire body, like an endless tide.

If he were asked to run ten kilometers in one go right now, he probably wouldn't even pant.

Jiang Ye looked out the window.

Although it was dim outside, and even shrouded in the morning mist, he could easily see things two hundred meters away.

Even the text a hundred meters away was incredibly clear in his eyes.

"When I broke through to the perfection of the cultivation method before, my five senses were definitely not this clear."

Jiang Ye thought to himself, "The A-grade top-tier physique has greatly improved all my basic aspects."

"However, the biggest improvement is probably my cultivation speed."

His previous cultivation speed already surpassed most students in the Key Class.

Now, he was an A-grade top-tier Mortal Body.

How fast would his cultivation speed be?

Jiang Ye withdrew his gaze from the window and moved to the center of the room, assuming a boxing stance.

His Star Martial Cultivation Method was already perfected, so there was no need to continue cultivating it.

Thus, Jiang Ye began to cultivate the Eight Divisions Thunder Sound Fist.

"Hoo--"

As Jiang Ye circulated his breathing technique, a large amount of breath entered his body and began to flow through the meridians around him.

When Jiang Ye started practicing his fist, he immediately felt a difference.

The Eight Divisions Thunder Sound Fist placed great emphasis on the use of breath.

Using breath to unleash thunderous sounds.

Even when Star Energy was introduced later, it would still be guided by breath.

Originally, less than one percent of the large amount of breath Jiang Ye inhaled could enter his meridians and be used by him.

But now, at least about ten percent of his breath was integrated into his meridians.

To put it more directly.

His efficiency in cultivating this Yellow Tier Mid-grade Art Technique was now ten times what it was before!

Of course, the actual improvement might not be this exaggerated, but there was no doubt that it was definitely far beyond what it was before.

"So comfortable."

Jiang Ye had never felt that cultivation was such a pleasant thing.

He continuously swung his fists, cultivating this Art Technique, as if he had forgotten himself.

In the blink of an eye, several hours passed.

"Brother! Come out for dinner!"

It wasn't until the crisp voice of Jiang Ting called out from outside the door that Jiang Ye finally snapped out of his self-absorbed state.

"Coming right away."

He shouted back to the door.

Then, he let out a long breath.

"Hoo~"

"So satisfying!"

Jiang Ye looked at his bare upper body and couldn't help but grin.

The A-grade top-tier physique made cultivation truly comfortable!

There was no sense of stagnation like before; every crucial point was incredibly smooth, like a clear spring in a mountain stream flowing into the sea, unimpeded.

"What kind of tough life was I living before?"

Jiang Ye shook his head and smiled, then looked at the panel.

--Low Martial Achievement System--

[Physique: Mortal Body (A-grade Top-tier)]

[Talent: Primitive]

[Cultivation Method]

Star Martial Cultivation Method: Perfect

Eight Divisions Thunder Sound Fist: Novice (98%)

[Achievements]

Martial Arts Grandmaster, Friend of the Ancestor, Martial Arts Grandmaster, Red Face Seeks the Way, Wind-Following Ear, Gale Step, Saintess as Servant, Ancestor Feeding, Limit Grandmaster, Finding Joy in Misery

[Martial Arts Heavenly Ladder]

Second Level

--

"98%?!"

Jiang Ye was overjoyed. Only a few hours had passed, and it had already increased by nearly 10%!

He knew that he hadn't improved this much in total over the past few days.

Although his main focus had been on the cultivation method these past few days, he had still practiced his fist techniques whenever he had spare time.

Such a huge improvement in just a few hours.

He could hardly imagine it.

This was a Yellow Tier Mid-grade Art Technique, and its cultivation difficulty was even higher than the Star Martial Cultivation Method.

"A-grade, this is truly A-grade."

"Hahaha!"

Jiang Ye couldn't help but laugh from the bottom of his heart.

It felt as though all the hardships he had endured before were worth it.

The countless tears of hardship from the past were now worth more than gold!

Awesome!

He wiped the sweat from his body, put on his shirt, and walked out the door.

Living room.

The family of four was sitting together eating breakfast.

"Xiao Ye."

Jiang Dahai saw Jiang Ye's comfortable expression and couldn't help but smile, "What dream are you having? Why are you so happy this early in the morning?"

Jiang Ye coughed and then said, "Mom, Dad, I forgot to tell you, I got into the Key Class."

These past few days, he had been busy breaking through to Perfect, and he hadn't had the time to tell his parents this news.

"What? The Key Class?"

Jiang Dahai and Li Anping exchanged glances, and then their expressions turned to surprise.

"I remember the threshold for transferring into the Key Class is very high, right?" Jiang Dahai asked doubtfully.

Jiang Ye nodded and smiled, "It is very high. You have to reach Perfect in your cultivation method before you can get in."

This time, the couple was even more shocked.

"Xiao Ye, you, you've already reached Perfect in your cultivation method?!"

Jiang Dahai's eyes widened as much as copper bells.

He remembered that when he reached Perfect, he was almost graduating from college.

But Jiang Ye was only in his third year of high school!

Was the gap so large between their Primitive Talents?

"Xiao Ye."

Jiang Dahai's voice suddenly trembled slightly. He looked at Jiang Ye, "Do you have a chance to get into the Twenty-Five School Alliance?"

The Twenty-Five School Alliance.

For ordinary people, it was an incredibly distant term.

And for someone with Jiang Ye's background, Primitive Talent, and from a poor family, there was no hope of getting in.

But now, Jiang Dahai saw a glimmer of hope.

Facing his adoptive father's eager gaze, Jiang Ye nodded.

"My goal has always been the Twenty-Five School Alliance," Jiang Ye said in a deep voice.

Even more than that.

"...Good!"

Jiang Dahai was silent for a moment, then nodded heavily.

"Xiao Ye, it's great that you have this ambition. Mom and Dad will support you unconditionally!"

He said in a deep voice, "Just work hard. If you have any requirements, just tell Mom and Dad directly."

Jiang Ye's heart warmed.

However, he also knew that with his parents' current salaries, they could no longer help him much with Martial Arts.

He would have to rely on himself to strive.

"Poverty breeds literature, wealth breeds martial arts." Practicing Martial Arts had never been something a poor family could afford.

"It all depends on the Starry Sky Refinement at the end of the month," Jiang Ye thought to himself.

He had already registered at school a few days ago.

Chen Zilu had told him he had one free opportunity.

This was his only chance to participate in the Starry Sky Refinement for free.

The next time he registered, it would cost tens of thousands of yuan.

Therefore, this opportunity was very important, and he had to do his best to improve himself.

"In my last exam, my total score for the four Martial Arts disciplines was only 520, ranking 89th in my grade."

"There are still six months until the college entrance examination. Even if I can't reach the 900-point standard for the top ten prestigious universities, I must try to get close."

Four hundred points in six months.

Would he win?

Facing such a gap, anyone would feel despair.

Previously, Jiang Ye had not had the slightest confidence.

But now, he was already an A-grade Mortal Body, and he had gained numerous buffs.

Facing this seemingly impossible difficulty, he now had a few points of confidence.

Brothers, will we win?

Looking up at the starry sky in books, the author in reality also looks up to the gods!

Brothers, please lend me a hand. Your continued reading is the motivation for me to persevere. I don't want to lose, I want to keep writing!

Only with enough continued reading can I get recommended and climb the rankings!

I want to win this time too!

I earnestly beg all of you!