Class Beauty: Instead of Studying, You're Practicing Martial Arts?

"That's not right!"

"Shouldn't I be asking whether I'm actually a genius now?"

Yang Yu corrected himself inwardly after coming to his senses.

As Yang Yu perfectly merged with the memories of his previous self, his mind had also become increasingly sharp and efficient.

Of course, that excluded the headaches!

"Headaches?"

Yang Yu suddenly remembered that Luo Feng had also frequently suffered from a Chronic Headache Condition before awakening as a Spirit Reader, hadn't he?

Could he be a Spirit Reader who had yet to awaken?

That was highly possible!

Combining his original self's symptoms with the records about Spirit Readers in Swallowed Star, Yang Yu guessed that he might truly possess the talent of a Spirit Reader.

After every headache, his original self's Physical Fitness had indeed improved somewhat.

And that was despite his original self being immersed in studying every day and never exercising at all.

Even now, after just experiencing a headache, Yang Yu could clearly feel that his Physical Fitness had improved a little.

Perhaps it also had something to do with the more abundant Cosmic Energy in this world.

Looking at it that way, perhaps it was not so unacceptable that he still had no Golden Finger.

After all, as long as he awakened as a Spirit Reader, his chances of survival would increase dramatically!

In the early stages, that was far stronger than those pathetic cheats or Golden Fingers.

And whether in his previous life or this one,

Yang Yu only believed in himself!

Only when fate was held in his own hands could it be called fate!

Combined with his advantage of knowing what was to come, if he started working hard now, improved his Physical Fitness to survive the RR Virus, awakened as a Spirit Reader, and made it through the most dangerous Grand Nirvana, then it did not seem impossible.

He acted as soon as he thought of it!

His mind stirred by the flood of information, Yang Yu had no desire to sleep at all.

He rolled over and got out of bed.

"Starting today, I'm quitting studying and focusing on martial arts!"

He knew full well that he would soon face a true life-and-death crisis, and exercising was never a bad thing at any time.

Even taking ten thousand steps back, if he had made a mistake and had not transmigrated into the world of Swallowed Star but into another similar yet different world,

then exercising to improve his Physical Fitness would still be a good thing.

It would make it easier to experience university life later on.

So, let's begin!

With a shift of thought,

Yang Yu sat cross-legged on his bed and began meditating.

This was something he had already mastered in his previous life.

So he was quite practiced at it now.

After all, it was the middle of the night, making other forms of exercise unsuitable. Adjusting his mindset and trying meditation was just right.

As he emptied his mind, Yang Yu's consciousness gradually sank into the depths of his heart.

At that moment,

Yang Yu's breathing rate had slowed to one-third that of an ordinary person.

Every inhalation and exhalation was deep and prolonged.

It was precisely the Dantian Breathing Method he had mastered proficiently in his previous life!

This Breathing Method was especially suited to Yang Yu's current circumstances.

At the start of transmigration, the most important thing was to adapt perfectly to his current body as quickly as possible. Although this was another version of himself from a parallel world, allowing his soul to merge perfectly, his body still required time to become familiar with and control.

As he inhaled directly into his lower abdomen and exhaled from it,

Yang Yu's abdomen visibly expanded and contracted, while everything below his waist and navel swelled outward in all directions before drawing inward.

This was the basic method of this Internal Gong, capable of directly stimulating the internal organs.

As the internal organs were continuously stirred by the breath, stagnation began to move and blockages opened. The main focus of this stimulation was the waist and abdomen, enhancing the intestines' ability to absorb nutrients.

If food was compared to raw material, the abdomen to a furnace, the mind to flames, and breathing to bellows,

then the longer and stronger the breath, the more vigorous the fire, the stronger the digestion, and the more food was transformed into blood.

With abundant blood flowing smoothly throughout the body, it could further transform into essence and qi. Thus, this was an important secret method for beginners and the best way to strengthen Physical Fitness and potential from the inside out.

As a pale glimmer appeared on the horizon,

the newborn sun began to release countless rays of dawn light.

When the darkness had been completely dispelled, Yang Yu opened his eyes.

An irrepressible joy filled his expression.

"This body's foundation is far better than I imagined!"

After a night of meditation and breathing, Yang Yu was certain that this body's potential was far superior to his own in his previous life.

Perhaps it also had something to do with the several times his original self had fallen unconscious, gradually improving his Physical Fitness.

As he rose and stretched, a series of crackling sounds erupted from every part of Yang Yu's body.

"Comfortable!"

Through that deep meditation just now, Yang Yu vaguely sensed threads of free-floating energy constantly entering the depths of his mind from all directions.

They were then absorbed and transformed by some mysterious place deep within his mind, before being transmitted through the tiny amount of Spiritual Force that leaked out to every part of his body, nourishing and strengthening it like spring rain.

But there was too little of that energy. He could only sense it during deep meditation.

Now that he had regained clarity, even when he concentrated and sensed carefully, he could not detect the existence of any unknown energy at all.

Yet Yang Yu was certain that the energy entering his body just now had not been an illusion.

Because his body had indeed grown stronger!

A single session of Meditation Breathing had made Yang Yu feel several degrees lighter, and his mind had become clearer as well.

Yang Yu was now exactly 1.8 meters tall, placing him in the upper-middle range among people his age. Without exercise, his final height might have stopped at around 1.82 meters.

But now,

Yang Yu estimated that he would grow a little taller still.

After getting dressed and washing up, Yang Yu came to the living room.

Milk, eggs, and other common breakfast foods had already been placed on the dining table.

"Xiao Yu, you're up so early today? It's only six o'clock. I was going to let you sleep a little longer, but it's good for young people to get up early too. Come have breakfast."

An elderly man with completely gray hair turned from the kitchen and spoke to Yang Yu.

Looking at the old man's stooped body and kindly gaze, Yang Yu felt warmth rise in his heart.

"Grandfather, go ahead and eat first. I'm going to exercise at the park beside the neighborhood, then I'll come back for breakfast."

Seeing the changes in his grandson over the past few days, Grandpa Yang assumed that Yang Yu had realized the importance of exercise. Thinking of his grandson's Chronic Headache Condition, Grandpa Yang suppressed his heartache and agreed with gratification. "All right, Xiao Yu. Go exercise first. Your health is the most important thing."

"Okay, Grandfather."

After practicing the Breathing Method for half the night, Yang Yu was hungry now. But since he could not exercise immediately after eating, he could only temporarily endure the faint hunger in his stomach.

It was only 6:10 in the morning.

There were still two hours before the first morning class at 8:10. Although City No. 1 High School had morning reading sessions and evening self-study, commuting students like him were not required to attend. He only needed to arrive at school on time for class.

Moreover, Yang Yu's grades had always ranked among the top of the class—more accurately, he had always been in the top two. Therefore, the Homeroom Teacher was especially lenient with him. It did not matter whether he attended morning reading or evening self-study.

With such ample free time, Yang Yu planned to make use of it for some restorative training first.

After all, suddenly stopping school altogether would be difficult to explain to the Grandfather who had always sincerely cared for him.

Besides, restorative exercise did not require much time at the moment.

The body's adaptation had to be gradual in the end. Yang Yu could also take advantage of this period to thoroughly build up his theoretical foundation and organize his future training plan.

Although time was already pressing, the Great Wall had not been built in a day, and haste would not bring success.

Only by keeping his feet on the ground and laying a solid foundation step by step could he go higher and farther in the future.

When he arrived at the park,

many people were already exercising there.

Most of them were retired elderly people.

There were hardly any young people in sight.

Yang Yu looked around, smiled knowingly at the energetic elderly people, then began jogging to warm up.

Once he had finished warming up,

Yang Yu went to a secluded spot, assumed the Erzi Horse Stance, and began practicing his fists.

It was the Siming Internal Martial Arts, one of the Neijiaquan styles!

He had often practiced this Fist Technique in his previous life and benefited greatly from it.

This Fist Technique had originally been created by Zhang Sanfeng during the Ming Dynasty. It had been continuously refined by Heirs throughout later generations, and its theory, moves, footwork, and combat techniques had all been perfected to their peak.

This Fist Technique used the way of the fist as its medium, integrating the strengthening of spirit, cultivation of body and mind, self-improvement, and insight into worldly affairs.

Its purpose was precisely this: "When attacking, all before it must yield; when defending, no opening can be exploited."

It was perfectly suited to the Grand Nirvana that was about to arrive.

Furthermore, this Fist Technique placed great emphasis on cultivating the Dao and maintaining health, loosening the muscles and bones, and training one's form and qi.

It could make up for innate deficiencies and acquired losses.

For Yang Yu as he was now, it was undoubtedly the most suitable choice.

As the movements of the Siming Internal Martial Arts unfolded, Yang Yu's heart also found calm.

With chaotic times approaching, only one's own strength was truly dependable.

Just as Yang Yu immersed himself in the joy of practicing his fists,

a youthful and beautiful Girl in the distance frowned tightly. "Instead of hurrying to study properly, Yang Yu is practicing his fists here? Does he still want to get into Jing University with me?"