Daily Special Training

Wu Zhangkong stopped in her tracks, slightly stunned.

She stared at the broken wooden sword in her hand for a moment, lost in thought, before tossing it aside. "No need to continue. We'll stop here for today."

As her voice faded, Wu Zhangkong leaned down to pick up the Thousand-Refined Heavy Silver Hammer from the ground.

As her fingertips brushed against the hammerhead, feeling its substantial weight, she looked at Tang Wulin and spoke indifferently, "This hammer of yours... is actually quite interesting."

Tang Wulin nodded. "This is a heavy silver hammer; it's a bit heavier than standard forging hammers."

Wu Zhangkong had intended to return the hammer directly, but a casual glance caught Xie Xie standing with his arms crossed, looking thoroughly smug.

She immediately changed her mind, flicked her wrist, and threw the heavy silver hammer straight toward Xie Xie.

Still basking in his own triumph, Xie Xie instinctively raised his hands to catch it.

Clang!

"Holy crap!"

The hammer's astonishing weight slammed down, dragging him forward until he face-planted into the ground, his chin taking a brutal hit against the cold metal.

Wu Zhangkong's expression remained calm and ripple-free, though a faint, almost imperceptible curve touched the corners of her lips.

"Xie Xie!" Tang Wulin rushed forward to help him up.

Seeing the redness on his chin, Tang Wulin felt both pity and helplessness. "You need to be careful; my hammer is very heavy."

"Heh? I don't believe it!"

Xie Xie's stubborn streak flared up, and he became determined to conquer this heavy silver hammer.

He adjusted his stance, gripped the handle tightly with his right hand again, and held his breath, trying to lift it with one arm.

Veins bulged on his arm, his face flushed red, and with gritted teeth, Xie Xie finally hoisted the Thousand-Refined Heavy Silver Hammer high above his head.

Just as Tang Wulin was about to offer praise, Xie Xie let his ego take over.

He twisted his wrist, intending to swing the hammer in one fluid motion.

However, the momentum of the heavy silver hammer far exceeded Xie Xie's expectations. The moment the hammerhead traced a half-arc, the immense force instantly threw off his center of gravity.

Xie Xie exerted all his might to stabilize the weapon, but one arm was simply not enough.

The heavy hammerhead whistled through the air, hurtling straight toward his own face.

"Damn it! Teacher Wu, help!"

No sooner had the words left his mouth than a gust of wind pushed Xie Xie aside.

Immediately after, Wu Zhangkong flashed forward, her fingertips flicking out to release a gentle yet firm surge of soul power that steadily caught the falling hammer.

Gu Yue's right hand, slightly raised and wreathed in cyan light, looked at Xie Xie with annoyance. "Why didn't it just smash you to death?"

"Heh heh, that's all thanks to our peerless beauty, Lady Gu Yue!"

Xie Xie understood the situation perfectly; he immediately sidled up behind Gu Yue and began massaging her shoulders with a cheeky grin, pounding twice on the left and twice on the right.

Wu Zhangkong looked at the hammer in her hand, her peripheral vision sweeping over the two of them with an unreadable gaze, before she tossed the Thousand-Refined Heavy Silver Hammer back to Tang Wulin.

"This hammer of yours weighs at least three hundred kilograms," Wu Zhangkong said calmly.

"Ah?" Gu Yue was also taken aback.

Over three hundred kilograms—that was at least six hundred catties!

Xie Xie spread his hands, his look toward Gu Yue saying: See? I told you, it wasn't my fault!

Wu Zhangkong reached out her hand. "Come, take my hand."

Tang Wulin clasped her palm.

Her hand was cool and delicate, her fingers long, with a layer of thin but firm sword calluses on her palm.

"Pull me with all your might. Let me feel exactly how much strength you possess."

"Ah? Okay!"

Tang Wulin took a deep breath, unleashing both his soul power and physical strength. His arm muscles tightened, and he pulled forward with everything he had.

A terrifying amount of force poured out, yet the hand held within his own remained as steady as a rock.

Wu Zhangkong didn't budge an inch; not even the hem of her clothes fluttered.

Where their palms met, an invisible force collided with a boom.

The surrounding air warped slightly, and a powerful gust of wind swept outward.

Xie Xie instinctively stepped forward, shielding Gu Yue behind him and using his body to block the incoming gale.

Gu Yue, protected behind him, was slightly stunned. She looked up at the firm back before her, a trace of uncharacteristic surprise flickering in her cold, clear eyes.

Her expression softened quietly, though she remained silent.

"That's enough." A moment later, Wu Zhangkong called a halt.

Tang Wulin withdrew his strength.

A strange look crossed Wu Zhangkong's icy face, and the corner of her mouth finally curled into a distinct smile. "I've decided. The three of you will participate in the Class Promotion Tournament together."

When Tang Wulin and Xie Xie returned to their dormitory, Xie Xie collapsed onto his bed and fell straight to sleep.

Tang Wulin also forced himself to enter a state of meditation.

Starting from the next day, Tang Wulin was specially exempted from physical training, while Xie Xie was specially assigned double the physical training.

Not a single student in First Grade Class Five complained.

Because compared to the three of them who had to undergo special training, they were truly living in bliss! Boohoo...

Finally, by the fourth day, the students of Class Five simply couldn't take it anymore.

Only then did Wu Zhangkong announce the resumption of theoretical classes.

In the evening, special training proceeded as usual.

Wu Zhangkong arrived a few minutes late this time, holding a sheet of white paper in her hand.

"The results of the spiritual power test are out." Wu Zhangkong looked at the paper and said, "Xie Xie's spiritual power is sixty, which has already reached the intermediate stage of the Spirit Origin Realm."

As expected, it's higher than in the original work!

Xie Xie nudged Tang Wulin's shoulder with his elbow, his tone filled with a hint of smugness. "Hey, how about that? Pretty impressive, right?"

"Tang Wulin's spiritual power is fifty, also at the intermediate stage of the Spirit Origin Realm."

"Holy crap, how did yours go up too!" Xie Xie stared at Tang Wulin, dumbfounded.

Tang Wulin scratched his head sheepishly. "I don't know either."

"Finally, there is Gu Yue."

Seeing Gu Yue's test results, even the usually composed Wu Zhangkong couldn't help but be surprised. "Gu Yue's spiritual power is as high as one hundred and thirty, directly reaching the Spirit Connection Realm."

Xie Xie had a breakdown.

"How is that possible? The damn machine must be malfunctioning!"

Gu Yue raised an eyebrow. "Not convinced? Let's fight then."

Xie Xie's hair stood on end. "Fight then! You think I'm afraid of you?"

Tang Wulin was already used to this, simply watching the two bicker with a helpless expression.

Wu Zhangkong was very satisfied with these results.

But the more she valued her students, the more strictly she would treat them!

After a fierce battle, all three were completely wiped out.

Wu Zhangkong tossed her wooden sword onto the ground and turned to leave. "Truly useless. You all continue to disappoint me!"

Xie Xie hung from the ceiling fan.

Tang Wulin slumped over the railing of the training ground.

Gu Yue lay sprawled directly on the floor.

The three of them felt as if their bodies had been hollowed out, tears streaming down their faces like wide noodles.

After a week of this, although Xie Xie had gradually grown accustomed to the rhythm, he was still so exhausted!!

Xie Xie collapsed onto the lower bunk, not wanting to move even a finger.

He struggled to roll over, but suddenly feeling that the space was insufficient, Xie Xie kicked Tang Wulin right off the bed.

Tang Wulin let out an "ouch" as he hit the floor.

"Um, Xie Xie, this is my bed." Tang Wulin knelt by the bedside and said weakly.

Xie Xie grabbed Tang Wulin's quilt and rolled himself up in it.

"Oh."

Tang Wulin: "..."