Jiang Hao slowly exhaled a mouthful of Turbid Qi.
The surging Blood Qi in his body gradually settled.
Feeling the surging power of his Blood Qi Intensity reaching 8.8, Jiang Hao looked exhilarated.
But as soon as he glanced up, he saw Jiang Keke standing in the living room, staring blankly.
Jiang Hao raised an eyebrow slightly.
She must have seen his entire breakthrough just now!
Thinking this, Jiang Hao walked into the living room and came over to Jiang Keke.
"What's wrong?"
Jiang Hao asked, though he already knew the answer.
"Huh?"
Jiang Keke snapped out of her daze and abruptly came back to her senses.
She looked at her brother, who seemed perfectly composed, her little face shifting through a range of expressions.
Shock, doubt, confusion.
"It's nothing!"
Jiang Keke gave a forced little huff, trying to hide the turmoil within her.
"It's just that... you seem to be making progress a little fast, bro!"
Since Jiang Keke had seen it, Jiang Hao didn't plan to hide it. Besides, this sort of thing would probably happen more and more often in the future. His Golden Finger wouldn't be exposed!
But he couldn't keep his cultivation under wraps forever, could he?
And even if he managed to hide it for a while, could he hide it for the rest of his life?
Jiang Hao nodded.
"That's right."
"My Blood Qi should be at 8.8 now."
"My Stance Training has just reached the Seventh Revolution, too."
"I should have a shot at getting into a Martial Arts University."
"Maybe I'll even get into the same one as you."
After saying that, Jiang Hao added teasingly,
"Who knows, maybe I'll even surpass you, Jiang Keke."
"Impossible!"
Those words seemed to step right on a cat's tail.
Jiang Keke immediately huffed and protested.
"Stupid brother! You're a hundred years too early if you think you can surpass me!"
Jiang Hao smiled faintly, then reached out and ruffled her glossy black hair as she protested noisily.
Jiang Keke huffed, slapped his hand away, and ran back to her room.
Just as she shut the door, she couldn't help sneaking a strange glance at Jiang Hao.
Seriously!
In just over half a month—barely more than ten days!
Jiang Hao had changed far too quickly!
That night!
After dinner,
Jiang Hao returned to the courtyard.
He began his first cultivation session at the Seventh Revolution of Stance Training.
[ Ding, completed one "Nine Revolutions Stance Skill: Seventh Revolution" exercise ]
[ Proficiency +1 ]
Jiang Hao could clearly feel that after breaking through to the Seventh Revolution, Stance Training had become more difficult.
"At the Seventh Revolution, I can hold the stance for eight rounds."
[Nine Revolutions Stance Skill Mastery - Seventh Revolution (8/100)]
"Eight proficiency points a day."
"I'm still ninety-two points away from the Eighth Revolution."
"About nine days should do it."
Jiang Hao silently calculated.
"No."
"After the Seventh Revolution, Blood Qi tempering is more efficient and my body recovers faster. Maybe I can hold it for nine rounds."
"If so, breaking through to the Eighth Revolution in ten days will be a sure thing."
"By then..."
Jiang Hao looked toward the Eighth Martial High.
"That'll be right around the final deadline for the Key Class Assessment."
"By then, my Blood Qi will definitely meet the Key Class standard!"
While Jiang Hao steadily planned his path to becoming stronger, his mind as calm as still water,
on the other side of Rongguang City,
Lu Ming was staring darkly at the chat group for Class 3-2.
Right now, he felt only one thing.
"Furious!"
Because everyone in the Class Group was talking about Jiang Hao again.
And they'd dragged him into it, too!
"Hey, what do you think? Why hasn't Jiang Hao made a peep lately?"
"Who knows? The day he mastered Stance Training, I thought he was about to rise."
"It's been almost half a month, hasn't it? He hasn't done a damn thing."
"I've been saying it all along: a Dust-grade Martial Bone is a joke!"
"That Stance Training mastery of his was a hundred percent pure dumb luck. Maybe he ate some heavenly treasure and burned through his potential!"
"Exactly. Otherwise, how could there be no progress afterward? He's probably still hovering around 8.1 Blood Qi."
"Geniuses are geniuses, and trash is trash. Luck can't change your whole life."
Lu Ming rolled his eyes as he read that.
But the messages that followed made his anger flare.
"Speaking of Jiang Hao, he may have gone quiet, but Lu Ming, who stood up for him last time, sure made a lot of 'noise.'"
"Hahahaha, don't make me laugh! I crack up every time I think about it!"
"Lin Qiu took him out with one move of Shadowless Blade, and his Alloy Staff went flying. I'm dying!"
"With Blood Qi at 8.5, he thought he could challenge Brother Hui? Who gave him that kind of courage?"
"He stood up for trash and ended up trash himself. A perfect match!"
"Lu Ming probably doesn't even dare speak in the group anymore, does he?"
"@Lu Ming, come out and say a few words! Are you healed yet?"
Staring at the messages glaring back at him from the screen, Lu Ming felt a rush of blood surge to his head. He clenched his fists, his nails digging slightly into his palms.
"Lin Qiu!"
"And all you bastards kicking a man when he's down!"
Lu Ming sucked in a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the urge to curse them out in the group.
What good would cursing them back do?
They'd only mock him even more!
In the world of martial arts,
strength was everything!
"Jiang Hao said to give him half a month..."
Jiang Hao's earnest expression flashed through Lu Ming's mind.
But he shook his head right after.
That promise was too far-fetched.
Half a month!
From 8.1 to being able to challenge Lin Qiu at 8.8?
Besides!
Lin Qiu might already be at 9.0 and preparing for the Key Class Assessment!
Impossible. Absolutely impossible.
He had to win back his own honor!
An unwilling flame blazed in Lu Ming's eyes.
"Three days apart, and you'll have to look at me with new eyes!
"Just you all wait!"
Lu Ming closed the chat group and headed into the courtyard of his home to begin his Stance Training.
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