Wait for Me Half a Month

Lu Ming heard this extremely insulting remark, his eyes turning bloodshot with rage.

He struggled to get up from the ground to retort.

"You!"

But the sharp pain in his chest sent him crashing back down just as he'd half-lifted himself.

"Pfft!"

Unable to catch his breath, he burst into another violent fit of coughing.

Lin Qiu let out a disdainful snort at the sight, then twirled his Alloy Battle Blade in a flashy flourish before sheathing it behind his back.

Under the awed and envious gazes of the gathered classmates, Lin Qiu turned leisurely and strode out of the Training Room.

It felt like he'd merely crushed an annoying ant underfoot.

Lu Ming watched Lin Qiu's retreating back, his fists clenched so tight his knuckles went white from the strain.

Shame!

Unprecedented shame!

Just then, a hand reached out and helped him up from the ground.

It was Jiang Hao.

"You alright?"

Jiang Hao asked, his eyes carrying an apologetic tone.

Lu Ming took the tissue, wiped the bloody froth from his mouth, and hung his head in defeat.

"Sorry, Jiang Hao."

"I couldn't... couldn't beat that guy."

Lu Ming's voice was thick with frustration and reluctance.

"I bet tonight, that bastard's going to be all sarcastic in the Class Group again."

Jiang Hao watched him in silence.

A few seconds passed!

Jiang Hao patted Lu Ming on the shoulder.

As Lu Ming lifted his head, Jiang Hao met his eyes with an utterly serious expression.

"Give me half a month."

"What?"

Lu Ming was momentarily stunned.

"In half a month, I'll get your revenge."

Jiang Hao said each word deliberately.

"I'll settle this score myself."

Jiang Hao's voice wasn't loud, but it carried an unshakable certainty.

Lu Ming stared blankly at Jiang Hao, at those eyes that were as calm as an ancient well yet seemed to hold an endless ocean.

Lu Ming couldn't help scratching his head.

Half a month.

Going from 8.1 Qi and Blood to challenge Lin Qiu, who was at 8.8 and had mastered a Martial Skill?

That was even more absurd than today's 0.3 gap in Qi and Blood.

It was simply impossible.

But somehow, looking at Jiang Hao's demeanor, Lu Ming nodded as if possessed.

"Alright."

Though deep down, Lu Ming held no hope for it.

Even with Stance Training perfected, there was no way to cross that chasm in just half a month.

The crowd in the Training Room gradually dispersed.

The students chattered about Lin Qiu's strength, clustering around him as they left.

Lu Ming, supported by Jiang Hao, limped his way to the Infirmary.

The vast Training Room soon fell empty.

Ten minutes or so later!

Jiang Hao returned alone.

He'd seen Lu Ming to the Infirmary and come back, not leaving.

Entering the Training Room, Jiang Hao walked to the Weapon Rack and took down a practice Alloy Spear.

The spear body was slightly cool, one meter nine in length, and in his grip came the familiar sensation of weight.

Without another word!

Jiang Hao took a deep breath and spread into a stance.

He was going to train in spear technique!

Blood Qi Intensity needed to increase!

Spear technique had to keep up too!

Otherwise, he would only be a brute, not a martial artist.

Martial Skills.

Lin Qiu's strength wasn't in that 0.3 Blood Qi.

It was in that Shadowless Blade Martial Skill.

On Jiang Hao's panel, the words [Spear Technique Accomplishment (10/100)] stood out, somewhat glaring.

He had to improve as quickly as possible.

Without a moment's hesitation, Jiang Hao began his spear technique drills.

The Alloy Spear turned into a series of afterimages in Jiang Hao's hands as he repeated the Basic Spear Technique movements over and over.

[Ding, completed one "Spear Technique" drill]

[Proficiency +1]

[Spear Technique Accomplishment (11/100)]

Jiang Hao didn't stop; sweat quickly soaked his back.

The second round.

[Ding, completed one "Spear Technique" drill]

[Proficiency +1]

[Spear Technique Accomplishment (12/100)]

The third round.

[Proficiency +1]

[Spear Technique Accomplishment (13/100)]

The fourth round.

[Proficiency +1]

[Spear Technique Accomplishment (14/100)]

Just as Jiang Hao was immersing himself, ready to begin the fifth round of drills—

A faint voice suddenly came from a corner of the Training Room.

"Your Starting Stance—the waist power is wrong."

Jiang Hao's movement paused slightly. He glanced sideways. Mentor Song Jun was standing at the Training Room entrance, no one knew when.

"Your force comes from the shoulder—too scattered."

Song Jun's voice rang out, devoid of emotion.

"The spear is the king of a hundred weapons. It demands Unity of Man and Spear. Force rises from the ground, roots through the feet, turns at the waist and hips, flows through the shoulder and arm, and finally reaches the Spear Tip."

"Try the 'Mid-Level Stab' again."

"Imagine your spine is a Great Dragon, and your waist is the core where the dragon's body twists."

"The moment you thrust, your waist and hips must suddenly tighten, whipping your entire body's power out like a whip!"

"The feeling has to be right!"

"Thrust the spear!"

Song Jun's voice, like a morning drum and evening bell, exploded in Jiang Hao's ears.

Jiang Hao's mind stirred. Without the slightest hesitation, he instinctively adjusted his breath and posture according to Song Jun's guidance.

His feet planted firmly, as if taking root in the earth.

His waist suddenly exploded with force!

"Ha!"

With a sharp shout, the Alloy Spear in Jiang Hao's hand seemed to transform in that moment into the awakened Great Dragon!

"Wooom—!"

The Spear Tip, with an unprecedented ferocity, stabbed out violently!

The air was torn apart, letting out a sharp crack far louder than before!

"Bam!"

When Jiang Hao completed that thrust and slowly withdrew his spear to stand still, he had yet to fully recover from that strange sensation of power release, but the prompt ringing in his mind sent a jolt through his heart.

[Ding! Under the guidance of a Martial Master Level expert, your understanding of "Spear Arts" has greatly deepened!]

[Ding, completed one "Spear Arts" practice session]

[Proficiency +15]

[Spear Arts · Minor Accomplishment (29/100)]

Fifteen points!

Just one practice session, one piece of guidance, and his proficiency had skyrocketed by fifteen points!

This was better than the effect of fifteen sessions of hard training on his own!

Jiang Hao's heart churned.

This feeling of proficiency surging so rapidly was incredibly satisfying!

So this was the vision of a Martial Master Level expert?

Indeed, working behind closed doors could never compare to having a master show the way.

To receive such meticulous guidance from a Martial Master Level expert outside was an opportunity worth a thousand gold.

He never expected to have such luck.

Jiang Hao suppressed his excitement, turned to face Song Jun, and bowed respectfully.

"Thank you for the guidance, Mentor!"

Song Jun's expression remained indifferent, as if he had merely done something trivial.

He did not acknowledge Jiang Hao's thanks.

Instead, he turned and walked toward the door.

"The Training Room is about to close."

"Leave now."

A faint voice drifted over, and Song Jun had already vanished at the doorway by the time it finished.