Did Jiang Hao Awaken His Martial Bone?

But just as Jiang Hao sat down in his seat, Lu Ming also entered the classroom. Scanning the room and spotting Jiang Hao, he rushed over in a flurry, his face full of righteous indignation.

"Jiang Hao, you're finally here!"

"You don't know yet? Last night in the class group..."

Lu Ming recounted everything that had happened in the class group the night before, from start to finish.

From Lin Qiu's taunts, to his own rebuttals, and finally to the arranged fight.

After hearing Lu Ming's account, Jiang Hao's expression shifted slightly.

He really hadn't expected that Lu Ming would openly challenge Lin Qiu in the class group on his behalf.

"Lin Qiu's Blood Qi is 8.8."

Jiang Hao frowned and said, "While yours is only 8.5."

"A gap of a full 0.3 in Blood Qi—you probably can't beat him, right?"

This wasn't pessimism; it was an objective analysis based on the data.

"Hmph!"

Lu Ming let out a defiant snort.

"What's a little difference in Blood Qi!"

"In martial combat, things change in an instant. There are countless examples of people winning with a gap of a few tenths!"

"Besides, that Lin Qi relies on his good talent to look down on others. I've had it with him for a long time!"

"If we haven't fought, how do we know who'll win or lose!"

Lu Ming held his head high, brimming with fighting spirit.

Jiang Hao looked at him and sighed inwardly.

He didn't think Lu Ming would win.

Because he knew Lin Qiu was a thoroughbred rich second-generation kid.

Favorable family conditions meant that the resources Lin Qiu could access—whether Nutrient Solutions, Martial Skills, or practical combat experience—far surpassed what Lu Ming had.

That 0.3 gap in Blood Qi would only be harder to bridge than the numbers suggested.

But in the end, Lu Ming was standing up for him.

A warm current passed through Jiang Hao's heart.

He didn't say more to dissuade him, only calmly replied, "Stay safe."

At the same time, deep within him, a longing surged.

If he himself had a Blood Qi Intensity of 9.0, or even stronger, right now, why would he need a friend to step up for him?

Get stronger!

He had to get stronger, faster!

At this moment, Jiang Hao finally understood.

Why, when he stepped into the classroom this morning, the whole class had cast those complicated looks at him.

So the root of it all was here.

The bell for class rang.

Song Jun, the mentor of Class 3-2, walked in on time.

"Head to the training room. Class begins!"

It was still the same brief opening.

Inside the exclusive training room of Class 3-2, the atmosphere today was completely different from usual.

Almost before Song Jun could even speak, everyone's gaze subtly focused on two people.

Lu Ming!

And Lin Qiu, standing on the other side of the training ground.

Lin Qiu clearly noticed these stares as well.

He was wearing a well-tailored silver-white martial arts uniform today, the fabric gleaming faintly under the lights—obviously expensive.

He was tall and lean, and while his face wasn't exceptionally handsome, the arrogant air cultivated by years of privilege made him stand out like a crane among chickens.

He seemed to revel in the feeling of being the center of attention.

Song Jun stood on the high platform, his sharp gaze sweeping across the entire venue.

He naturally noticed the undercurrents stirring among the students.

But he turned a blind eye.

Competition in the Martial Arts Class was brutal by nature. As long as these private duels didn't result in death, he never interfered.

"Begin your training!"

Song Jun ordered in a deep voice.

Only then did the students scatter in twos and threes.

Jiang Hao and Lu Ming stood together, about to find a corner, when Lin Qiu approached with a cold sneer.

Lin Qiu's gaze skipped over Jiang Hao and landed contemptuously on Lu Ming's face.

"Lu Ming, you'd better warm up properly."

"Otherwise, I'm afraid you won't even have the chance to walk out of this Training Room after school lets out."

"You'll see what's coming for you!"

The threat was naked and undisguised.

"Bring it on!"

Lu Ming shot back without backing down.

"We'll see who ends up on the ground!"

Lin Qiu let out a disdainful snort, then turned and walked away.

"Let's start."

Jiang Hao clenched his fist slightly, hoping Lu Ming could defeat Lin Qiu later.

Lu Ming took a deep breath, suppressed his anger, and nodded.

The two separated and began their stance practice.

Jiang Hao quickly entered a focused state.

His mind sank deep, his Qi and Blood circulating.

He completely shut out the distractions of the outside world, concentrating solely on his own practice.

Once.

Twice.

Six times.

When he finished the sixth round of stance practice, Jiang Hao slowly withdrew his energy, feeling the renewed strength surging through his body and the slightly warm meridians.

A familiar chime sounded in his mind.

[Ding, completed one round of "Nine Revolutions Stance Skill Mastery - Sixth Revolution" practice]

[Proficiency +1]

[Ding, completed one round of "Nine Revolutions Stance Skill Mastery - Sixth Revolution" practice]

[Nine Revolutions Stance Skill Mastery - Sixth Revolution (16/100)]

Six proficiency points earned.

Jiang Hao was satisfied with this efficiency.

Meanwhile, on the high platform.

Song Jun's gaze once again lingered on Jiang Hao.

He had noticed Jiang Hao's breakthrough yesterday.

Today, he instinctively took another look.

That single glance made a faint, barely perceptible flicker of surprise cross his eyes.

Song Jun's brow twitched slightly.

He realized that after just one day.

Jiang Hao's movements in the Nine Revolutions Stance Skill seemed... a little more precise?

Yes.

Just a little.

A subtle adjustment that made the motions smoother and more aligned with the flow of Qi and Blood.

This improvement was minuscule—if not for being a Martial Master Level expert who had carefully observed Jiang Hao just yesterday, he would never have noticed.

But Song Jun was certain he hadn't misjudged.

A person's Stance Training had just broken through to Grand Completion—how could it improve again in a single day?

This defied common sense!

After Stance Training reached Grand Completion, every tiny bit of progress required painstaking effort, consuming vast amounts of time for insight and adjustment.

An increase in standard within a single day?

Song Jun's heart suddenly stirred with a thought.

"Could it be..."

Song Jun's gaze abruptly turned profound.

"This Jiang Hao... could he have awakened a Martial Bone?"

Song Jun's breath caught slightly.

Martial Bone talent was divided into seven grades: Blazing Sun, Radiant Sun, Radiant Moon, Sun, Moon, Star, and Dust.

But this was not absolute.

In the ten-thousand-year martial history of the Human Race, there existed an extremely rare phenomenon.

That was the awakening of a Martial Bone!

Also called a Mutated Martial Bone!

Some people were born with unremarkable Martial Bones, even Dust-grade.

Yet at some later turning point, their Martial Bone would mutate and awaken!

This kind of awakened Martial Bone, once it appeared, meant infinite possibilities.

According to Alliance records, the lowest grade for an awakened Martial Bone was Star Grade!

There had even been precedents of awakening to Sun-grade or even Radiant Moon-grade!

If Jiang Hao was really in this situation.

Then his breakthrough in Stance Training yesterday and this tiny improvement today would be completely explainable!

Song Jun's heart couldn't help but beat a little faster.

A seedling with an awakened Martial Bone had actually appeared in his Ordinary Class?

Song Jun suppressed his excitement, his expression returning to normal, but the gaze he cast at Jiang Hao now carried a hint of intense curiosity and anticipation.

"It's not confirmed yet, just a faint sign!"

"But it's worth looking forward to."

"Let me see, this Dust-grade Martial Bone of yours, just how big a surprise you can give me."

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