Limit Breaking Awakening!

Xia Country, Qin Prefecture, Northern Border.

Above the vast clouds, a palace stood suspended in the air, with flying vessels like swarms of bees coming and going.

Within, pavilions and towers were arranged with exquisite taste, and dense layers of clouds filled the spaces between the upturned eaves and bracket systems.

In a courtyard, a girl about ten years old, wearing a blue training uniform, was continuously throwing punches.

Sweat dripped down, and fatigue appeared on the girl's face.

"Sister, I want to rest..." the girl said weakly, looking at a woman in black standing on the eaves. The woman was about seventeen, with a beautiful face and a heroic, spirited demeanor.

"Keep going. You can feel someone competing with you for the awakening, and you're still not working hard!" the woman named Gong Fanling scolded.

"But Sister, I'm so tired. That person only appeared for a moment yesterday, they weren't strong." The girl panted heavily.

"Keep going!" Gong Fanling frowned.

"If you want to take the path of Limit Breaking Awakening, you can't afford to relax for a moment. Once that person awakens, you'll only be able to do a Bloodline Awakening. What's the difference between that and dead wood or rotten grass?"

"Okay." The girl continued to punch, muttering, "Sister, you're a Bloodline Awakening yourself, yet you're criticizing me."

"What did you say!" Gong Fanling's eyebrows shot up. "I want to achieve Limit Breaking Awakening, who wouldn't? Do I have the chance?!"

"I was wrong..." the girl panicked.

"That person felt very weak to me. I'll definitely awaken before them!"

Six PM.

Wang Yang walked out of his office, feeling vexed, and stood on the sports field smoking a cigarette.

Today, Class Three's results were truly too poor.

The sky had darkened, and the summer night carried a gentle breeze. A slender figure constantly running on the field caught Wang Yang's attention.

It was... Chen Yan.

A hint of surprise appeared in Wang Yang's eyes, but he quickly regained his composure and walked downstairs towards the sports field.

"Didn't you go home already?"

Wang Yang's voice made Chen Yan stop. Chen Yan wiped the sweat from his forehead.

[Saint Breaking Realm: Level 1 (2/3)]
[Saint Breaking Fruit:
Strength: (78/100)
Blood: (9/100)]

Chen Yan's attention shifted from the data panel. After repaying Hu Zeyuan, Chen Yan still chose to return to school to train.

In terms of training grounds, home definitely couldn't compare to school.

"I want to compete for the Town Martial Bonus, so I can't slack off," Chen Yan said with a smile. He didn't need to hide anything from Wang Yang.

Wang Yang was stunned.

Chen Yan actually had such plans in mind. To get the Town Martial Bonus, Chen Yan would have to defeat Zhang Qingsi.

Wang Yang looked at Chen Yan, knowing the other person was serious.

Amazing.

Wang Yang opened his mouth, then spoke.

"Actually, the punch you threw today should have had more explosive force. Your way of generating power and your posture were all wrong."

As he spoke, Wang Yang slightly crouched, placing his left fist near his cheek and his right fist near his jaw. His gaze suddenly turned sharp.

He threw a punch into the air. Chen Yan was startled. Teacher Wang was going to teach him. His expression turned serious.

"Wrong, when you clench your fist, you need to clench your fingers first!"

"Generating power, generating power! You're only using your arms to generate power, don't you feel that's a disadvantage?"

"Use your waist, use your hips! You need to use your hips!"

Time slowly passed as Wang Yang continued to teach.

To his delight, Chen Yan's speed in mastering techniques wasn't the best, but it wasn't bad either.

What was even more valuable was that effort, in a certain sense, was also a form of talent, wasn't it?

It wasn't until eleven PM.

On the other side of the school, three students walked out of the training room.

The group consisted of two males and one female. The short-haired girl's school uniform was soaked with sweat, and her oval face was flushed and sweaty.

This was Yu Zhiwen, the best in martial arts at Qingshan High, from Class One.

As for the two boys behind Yu Zhiwen, one was tall and walked dejectedly, panting heavily.

Class two, Wang Yu.

The other, slightly shorter, was Zhang Qingsi from class three.

"Hello, Teacher Wang."

Yu Zhiwen gave Wang Yang a sweet smile, her gaze bypassing him to look at Chen Yan on the sports field, leaving thoughtfully.

As for Wang Yu and Zhang Qingsi, they lowered their heads and left directly.

A moment later, Dean of Students Xia Tong also emerged from the training room, sighing as he walked over to Wang Yang.

"What's wrong, Director Xia?" Wang Yang asked with a smile.

"He's disobedient. That Zhang Qingsi from your class... he's a bit too lazy." Xia Tong shook his head but didn't say anything else.

Zhang Qingsi's father, Zhang Ge, was a prominent figure in Luoshan County. He had his own reasons for privately training these three students.

Private training students went beyond the teacher-student relationship, becoming more like that of a master and disciple.

He spent time offering free private training as an investment in these students, knowing that once they grew, his own path would also broaden considerably.

"Don't just talk about me, why aren't you off work yet?" Xia Tong asked, following Wang Yang's gaze to Chen Yan on the sports field, his brow raising slightly:

"Is this the one from your class who passed the punch strength test besides Zhang Qingsi?"

"Yes, Chen Yan." Wang Yang nodded.

"His technique is quite poor." Xia Tong could see the problem with Chen Yan's punches at a glance:

"He has strength but his technique is so poor, even at his age. It will be difficult for him whether he chooses the Qi and Blood path or the external hardening path in the future."

Xia Tong shook his head and left.

"Chen Yan didn't attend school in his second year due to some issues, so his technique is indeed a bit lacking," Wang Yang added.

Xia Tong, however, waved his hand. A day of teaching and private training had already exhausted him, and he didn't have the energy to worry about other things. He looked at Wang Yang:

"You're not going home yet. Come with me for a drink."

"I'll pass." Wang Yang smiled and refused. After Xia Tong left, Wang Yang looked back at Chen Yan on the sports field.

It was as if an invisible timer was ticking. It was no longer class time, and Chen Yan could leave at any moment, yet the two on the sports field seemed to be engaged in an invisible struggle.

Until eleven at night.

"Chen Yan, go home and sleep!"

Wang Yang shouted with a smile:

"Do you want to skip class tomorrow?"

Chen Yan's training progress was interrupted by Wang Yang, and his body slumped onto the grass, panting heavily.

He didn't get home until midnight.

Chen Yan saw his father sitting in the yard, reading under the dim yard light, and asked in surprise, "Dad, what are you reading?"

Chen Yuxu's expression changed slightly, and he put the book away: "I just like reading novels."

Chen Yan's brow rose. His dad liked reading novels?

"Dad, aren't you making noodles?"

At this hour, Chen Yuxu would usually be preparing for tomorrow's fried noodles.

"Tomorrow, I have something to do."

When Chen Yuxu saw Chen Yan return and noticed his gaze, he explained:

"I'm just going to the county to buy some ingredients.

By the way, I haven't praised you yet. A scholarship of fifteen hundred, my son is more capable than me."

Chen Yan rubbed his head and just laughed.

"Oh, right, Xiao Yan, have your classmates started the medicinal baths yet?" Chen Yuxu asked casually.

"Medicinal baths?" Chen Yan's brow furrowed.

Indeed, a few students in the class had families preparing medicinal baths. After a medicinal bath, the chance of awakening Qi and Blood could be greatly increased.

But medicinal baths were very expensive, and his family definitely couldn't afford it.

"There probably aren't many. I feel like I can awaken Qi and Blood without a medicinal bath."

Chen Yan said earnestly. He truly didn't want his father to go into the inner areas of Green Mountain like other elders in the village.

When many villagers were desperate for money, they would secretly enter the inner areas of Green Mountain to gather herbs. Some found precious medicines, but many also died there.

He now had the Saint Breaking Realm and never felt that his future was bleak.

The next day.

Wang Yang arrived at the school gate with dark circles under his eyes. As he was dozing and preparing to enter the gate, he was startled by a figure rushing out of the school.

"Director Xia, what's wrong?"

Xia Tong was seen walking out of the school, holding a ruler in his hand.

"I'm furious! I've told them so many times to gather at the training room at six every day. Zhang Qingsi is not only always late, but he's also the laziest during training."

Xia Tong's expression was grim, and he was clearly fuming.

"This... Director Xia, please calm down," Wang Yang advised kindly.

"Zhang Qingsi comes from a good family. Habits formed over many years can't be changed overnight."

Xia Tong paused, then sighed and walked back into the school.

Wang Yang shook his head, Chen Yan's words echoing in his mind.

The world is truly absurd. Some people have everything within reach, while others can never obtain it, no matter how hard they try.

Thinking this, Wang Yang looked at the sports field, and his eyelids twitched.

"That kid!"

He saw a figure in white running on the field, bathed in the morning light, sweat pouring down his face.

Doesn't this kid know fatigue?

Just like me.

"Teacher Wang, good morning."

Hu Yuan walked by with a few classmates and greeted Wang Yang.

"Hu Yuan, your cousin is really working hard. No wonder he passed the punch force test."

A student looked at Chen Yan, who was running, and exclaimed.

"Heh."

Hu Yuan let out a soft snort. He naturally knew that Chen Yan had already repaid their family's debt yesterday, and his father, Hu Zeyuan, had even beaten him.

The moment he saw Chen Yan, Hu Yuan's anger intensified. If it weren't for Chen Yan, his father wouldn't have hit him.

"If he can pass the punch force test, can he get the Town Martial Bonus?"

Hu Yuan said lightly, looking at the people beside him.

"I'm treating everyone to dinner tonight. Let's invite Brother Zhang too. Don't rush off after school, everyone."

Instantly, the faces of several classmates lit up with joy.

Meanwhile, Wang Yang had been watching Chen Yan the entire time.

"Training like this isn't good; it'll deplete his body."

Just as he was about to go over and tell Chen Yan to rest, Wang Yang saw Chen Yan stop and stand there blankly on the field, or rather, staring at the bronze statue by the edge of the field.

Strength!

Is this what strength feels like?

Chen Yan clenched his fist, feeling the surge of power in his muscles.

Saint Breaking Realm, upgraded!

[Saint Breaking Realm: Level 2 (0/15)]
[Saint Breaking Fruit:
Strength: (0/100)
Blood: (8/100)
Skill: (0/100)]

In his consciousness, Chen Yan swallowed the newly grown Strength Saint Breaking Fruit. A substantial, sweet, and mellow fragrance slid down his throat.

Gulp, gulp, gulp...

Rolling power flowed through his limbs like a great river, and Chen Yan's body trembled imperceptibly.

Suddenly, it felt as if his own weight had vanished.

Powerful, so powerful, what a powerful feeling.

Chen Yan clenched his fist, wanting to find someone to test his strength against right now, but all his attention was still drawn to the changes within the Saint Breaking Realm.

He saw the trunk of the Saint Breaking Tree, which was previously only as thick as an adult's arm, swell up like a sponge. The dry, gray bark cracked and fell off, revealing a vibrant green new trunk within.

The original seven or eight crooked branches had also thickened considerably.

When Chen Yan looked at the bronze statue standing by the sports field, a golden light emerged from the boundless darkness and floated towards the Saint Breaking Tree that towered in the dark void.

This time, the golden light was not blocked but was absorbed by the Saint Breaking Tree.

On a branch that had never shown any new growth, a speck of new green emerged.

On the already changed data panel, a change quickly occurred.

[Saint Breaking Fruit:
Skill: 1/100]