Chen Lie

Galactic Calendar 7364, Blue Star, Dongchuan Province, Changdong City.

Within the training grounds of a provincial key high school, over fifty teenage students, both male and female, surrounded a robust man in his early forties.

"Students, the Void-Breaking Fist I just demonstrated, while only a D-Rank Martial Art, possesses power that is not inferior to the average C-Rank Martial Art.

Once mastered, your blood-qi growth rate will be at least 1.5 times faster than it is now. I hope everyone will practice diligently after class, and if there is anything you don't understand, you may ask me privately."

The man in the center finished demonstrating the powerful set of fist techniques, withdrew his stance, and scanned the surrounding students. Seeing that almost all of them were listening with rapt attention, he nodded with satisfaction.

Suddenly, he spotted someone standing motionless, staring blankly into space. He immediately furrowed his brows and shouted, "Chen Lie!"

"The martial arts guidance class provided by the school only meets once a week. Your classmates are all listening intently, afraid of missing even a single point, yet you are actually daydreaming in class.

Has your blood-qi value broken 1 yet? There are only two hundred-plus days left until the college entrance exam. With your current blood-qi value, if you don't work harder, I'm afraid you won't even be able to get into the worst martial arts university in the province.

If you fail to get into a martial arts university, you will fall to the very bottom of society the moment you step out of school. Is this how you repay your parents for scrimping and saving to pay the huge costs of sending you to the martial arts track?"

The dazed Chen Lie was jolted awake. He focused his eyes and was instantly struck with immense shock: "Zhao Feng?"

Wasn't I organizing books in the Scripture Library of the Taia Star Province Martial Arts Academy? How did I suddenly end up here? Furthermore, Blue Star was destroyed fifty years ago in a beast tide. Logically, Zhao Feng should have been dead for fifty years, and even if he were still alive, he couldn't possibly be this young!

Could it be... I have been reborn?

Chen Lie's face was filled with disbelief.

In his previous life, he was an ordinary high school martial arts student in Changdong City, Dongchuan Province, one of the eighty-nine provinces of Blue Star.

His family was well-off, living above the middle class on Blue Star. His parents were in their prime, and he had a younger sister three years his junior who possessed exceptional talent for martial arts.

When he was twenty-three, his family suffered a massive tragedy; both his parents and his sister perished in the incident.

He himself was hunted by powerful enemies, living like a rat in a gutter, hiding and fleeing for over a decade. Finally, he had no choice but to leave Blue Star, abandoning his homeland to struggle bitterly in the starfields for over fifty years just to survive.

Benefiting from the interstellar martial arts environment, which far surpassed that of Blue Star, and having put in a thousand times more effort than the average person, Chen Lie's martial arts cultivation eventually reached the realm of a Ninth-Rank Grandmaster.

A Ninth-Rank Grandmaster was naturally a top-tier powerhouse on Blue Star, but in the highly developed martial arts civilization of the Taia Star Province, he was considered nothing more than a bottom-feeder.

Chen Lie had thought he would spend the rest of his life in mediocrity in the Taia Star Province, but who would have thought that upon opening his eyes, he would return to the days of his youth that he had dreamed of so often.

Seeing that Chen Lie remained silent, Zhao Feng assumed his reprimand had taken effect. He shook his head and said, "Considering that you are usually diligent in your training, I will let it slide this time.

If you dare to daydream in my martial arts guidance class again, I will have your parents here immediately.

I hope this serves as a warning to all of you. Class dismissed!"

After Zhao Feng finished speaking, he left the training grounds.

The surrounding students glanced at Chen Lie one after another before dispersing.

At this moment, a student with curly hair walked toward Chen Lie.

"Chen Lie, what is wrong with you? You've been waiting for this Void-Breaking Fist guidance class for three or four days, so how could you zone out during the lesson?"

"Wang Hui?"

Seeing the curly-haired youth before him, memories of his past life surfaced instantly.

Wang Hui was his childhood friend, and the two shared a friendship spanning over a decade.

In his previous life, when Chen Lie was being hunted with nowhere to turn and couldn't even afford a meal, it was Wang Hui who secretly helped him several times.

Under the high-pressure search of powerful enemies, Wang Hui had risked his own family's destruction to repeatedly aid him.

Chen Lie looked at Wang Hui and shook his head, saying, "It's nothing, I just remembered something."

"Thinking about Lu Qingchan? She is a top student in the Elite Class; she isn't someone we ordinary martial arts students can compare to."

Lu Qingchan? Such a familiar name.

Chen Lie shook his head, casting aside the myriad thoughts in his mind.

"Let's go, let's go eat!"

Seeing that Chen Lie didn't speak, Wang Hui assumed he had guessed Chen Lie's thoughts, so he stopped asking and draped his arm over Chen Lie's shoulder as they headed to the school cafeteria.

After a simple meal in the cafeteria, Chen Lie and Wang Hui returned to the classroom.

Throughout the morning, Chen Lie spent his time familiarizing himself with the school environment; after all, the last time he had attended class here was decades ago.

The afternoon was for theory class. As soon as the bell rang, the martial arts instructor, Ren Hongguang, walked into the classroom and began his lecture.

"The path of martial arts lies in perseverance, in being indomitable and never giving up. Although talent is important, effort is even more so..."

After a dry and tedious speech, instructor Ren Hongguang straightened his expression and said, "Last year's college entrance exam cutoff for ordinary martial arts universities was 5.3 units of blood-qi, and the cutoff for key universities was 11.5 units. It is very likely to increase by another 0.1 this year.

Yet, there are only three students in our class whose blood-qi has broken 1. With the college entrance exam so close now, to be honest, I can't even imagine how poor this year's admission rate will be. You truly are the worst batch I have ever taught!"

As he spoke, Ren Hongguang slammed his hand heavily against the desk in front of him.

"I know that breaking 1 unit of blood-qi is difficult, because before your own blood-qi breaks 1, you cannot use supplements or medicinal liquids to boost it; you can only rely on your own desperate training. But what I want to say is that as long as you are willing to put in twelve times the effort, you will inevitably reap twelve times the reward, because your teacher also came from the stage you are at now."

After Ren Hongguang finished speaking, he scanned the students in the classroom, finally letting his gaze rest on a boy in the front row. He asked, "Student Fang Hang, in last month's blood-qi test, your blood-qi had already broken 1 unit. Have you tested it at home these past few days? What is your blood-qi value now?"

The student named Fang Hang immediately stood up and replied, "I tested it two days ago; currently, my blood-qi value has broken through to 1.93 units."

After saying this, he looked back at the other students, his face full of smugness.

Upon hearing Fang Hang's answer, the students in the classroom were instantly shocked.

"My god, Fang Hang's Blood Essence value just broke 1 last month, and now it's already 1.93 cal. It hasn't even been a month yet, and his Blood Essence has increased by 0.9. Isn't that too fast?"

"It's normal. Once your Blood Essence value reaches 1 cal, your bodily functions improve, allowing you to consume a bottle of basic Blood Essence Fluid. One bottle of Blood Essence Fluid can increase your Blood Essence by about 0.4 to 0.6 cal.

Since Fang Hang's family is so wealthy, this Blood Essence Fluid was surely prepared long ago. Add in all sorts of expensive supplements, and it's not strange at all that he could increase his Blood Essence by 0.9 cal in a month."

"If that's the case, will Fang Hang's Blood Essence break 3 soon and get him into the Elite Class?"

"How could it be that easy? Although you can use external supplements and medicinal fluids to increase your Blood Essence after breaking 1 cal, these supplements can only be used at fixed times and in fixed amounts. If you abuse them, your body won't be able to absorb or digest them, which will damage your health.

Besides, since Fang Hang's Blood Essence increased so much all at once, he must have consumed a large amount of supplements and will need a period of training to digest and absorb them."

"Sigh, why can't we use Blood Essence Fluid when our Blood Essence value is below 1? It would be great if I could use Blood Essence Fluid at 0.9 Blood Essence; I'd have my dad buy me a bottle."

"If your Blood Essence value is under 1, your body's functions can't break down the medicinal power of the Blood Essence Fluid. Wasting it is a small matter, but if it causes hidden dangers to your body, it will be ten times harder for you to break through to become a Martial Artist in the future."

Ren Hongguang paid no mind to the students' chatter in the classroom, instead waving a hand at Fang Hang and saying, "Not bad. Keep up the intensive training during this period. With the progress of your Blood Essence value, you have a very good chance at a key university. Sit down!"