Students Defeated in the Mock College Entrance Exam

At lunch, the two inevitably sat at the same table.

As a female comrade, Ji Ziling's expression was very calm.

Taking a light bite of rice, Ji Ziling looked up at him. "Your Iron Cloth Shirt—what level has it reached?"

Jiang Changkong did not hesitate. "I've cultivated Star Power."

He could not hide that bit of strength from Ji Ziling.

The gap between them was too great. She could tell with a single glance.

"You can enter a Martial Arts School now."

Ji Ziling nodded. "Zhou Wen is decent."

Jiang Changkong opened his mouth. What if I want a senior schoolmate?

That pure man Zhou Wen still wanted to give him one-on-one guidance?

To hell with that!

Ji Ziling added, "Don't slack off these next two months."

"I'll work hard. I'll definitely enter a Martial Arts School."

Jiang Changkong was very firm.

Ji Ziling said nothing.

It was not as if no one had ever cultivated Star Power through Iron Cloth Shirt.

But they could only reach this step.

Without an operation route, Star Power could hardly progress.

The school's techniques would not be passed on to outsiders, and she would not teach them either. The two of them were not close enough for that.

As they ate, Ji Ziling suddenly said, "You're quite loyal."

Jiang Changkong froze for a moment, then understood.

She was talking about him helping Zhou Wen.

Only Ji Ziling's gaze seemed a little off.

Compared to her previous indifference, there was now a trace of warmth.

This was not scientific martial arts!

Could it be because he was loyal enough?

This was a good thing. Building a good relationship would help him get into a Martial Arts School.

After eating, washing the dishes, and finishing everything, he ran off to the slaughterhouse again.

This time, it disappointed him even more.

Only 1.2. Essence, Qi, and Spirit: 229.2!

If he could not go watch Star Demons being killed three days later, he truly would not know what to do.

When he got off work that night, Ji Ziling had already left.

Jiang Changkong had just locked the clinic door and returned home.

He looked at his Essence, Qi, and Spirit and felt the Star Qi inside his body.

After thinking it over, he added one hundred points.

With one hundred points of Essence, Qi, and Spirit added, he felt the qi inside his body increase by a great deal.

A bronze sheen rose over his skin, and his bones cracked and popped.

His strength increased once more, and the muscles all over his body grew a degree more solid.

His five senses also sharpened somewhat.

Star Qi circulated through his body, roughly increasing by around ten wisps.

Low-Rank Lower-Grade Martial Art: Copper Skin Iron Bone Technique: Entry 101/500

Essence, Qi, and Spirit: 129.2

This was good enough. His own cultivation was fast.

If he added it in batches, it would not be a sudden surge.

Copper Skin Iron Bone Technique at Entry was the Early Star Qi Stage.

Then Minor Achievement was the middle stage.

Major Achievement, the late stage.

Perfection, Star Qi Peak!

If he upgraded again, that would be the Star Yuan realm.

He picked up the kitchen knife. This time, he stabbed it into his thigh again.

Crack.

The saber snapped.

The current him could ignore ordinary blades and swords.

Only stronger weapons could injure him.

Stabbing himself probably was not going to work.

After taking a bath, he went to sleep feeling thoroughly pleased, quietly waiting for three days later.

The next day, he went to work as usual, then went to the slaughterhouse and gained 1 point.

He sat in the clinic in a daze. The tables and chairs had all been wiped clean.

As noon drew near, someone came in with gauze wrapped around his arm.

His thigh was also wound with white cloth, and there was the smell of medicine.

"Senior."

Essence, Qi, and Spirit +2, +1

Although the wounds had been given simple treatment, they had not been treated properly, and Essence, Qi, and Spirit was still leaking out.

"Please sit."

Jiang Changkong hurriedly brought over a chair.

The person before him looked about eighteen or nineteen. Since he could call Ji Ziling senior, he was clearly also a student of the Martial Arts School.

"What happened to you?" Ji Ziling heard the voice and walked out of the kitchen.

A trace of embarrassment appeared on the young man's face. "I've made a fool of myself in front of you, Senior. I failed the simulated college entrance exam and got injured instead."

"You should have gone to the infirmary."

Though Ji Ziling said that, she still flung out a green light and treated his wounds.

"Thank you, Senior. For injuries like this, the infirmary only gives simple treatment. Senior's healing art is obviously the better choice."

The young man said, "I still have to continue the simulated college entrance exam this afternoon."

Ji Ziling frowned. "For the simulated college entrance exam, you can form a team. Where are your teammates?"

The young man was somewhat awkward. "Their injuries are more serious. They're still in the infirmary. After they stabilize, they'll come find you, Senior."

"With Late Star Qi Stage strength, taking part in the simulated college entrance exam shouldn't be a problem."

Ji Ziling said that, then said no more. "All right, you can go."

The young man left.

Jiang Changkong looked at his Essence, Qi, and Spirit: 135.2.

The young man just now had provided 5 points.

"The simulated college entrance exam—is it a simulated assessment?" Jiang Changkong was a little curious. "If you fail, you get expelled?"

"No. If you fail the yearly simulated assessment, you'll be expelled. For this simulated college entrance exam, those who pass can begin the college entrance exam."

Ji Ziling knew he could join the Martial Arts School and wanted to as well, so she explained, "Usually, if you complete the simulated college entrance exam, there are rewards."

"And if you can't complete it?"

"You're forced to take the college entrance exam. It's very dangerous."

Ji Ziling said calmly.

Jiang Changkong understood. It was like in his previous life—even if you were a lousy student who scored zero on the mock exams, you still had to take the college entrance exam.

As for whether you could get in, that was the examinee's own business.

But in this world, failing to get in meant your strength was insufficient, and you were very likely to die during the college entrance exam.

He suddenly felt his previous life had been happier after all. If you failed the college entrance exam, then you failed; at worst, you could go do something else.

"There are rewards. What kind of rewards?"

Jiang Changkong asked again. He wanted to know more about matters in the Martial Arts School.

Ji Ziling did not hide anything. The simulated college entrance exam was very difficult, and at most four people could form a team.

Once you passed the simulated college entrance exam, you could take the college entrance exam, even if you had not passed the three-year simulated period.

You could also receive rewards, and those rewards included Star Stones, martial arts manuals, and weapons.

If your talent was good enough, such as being a top student who cleared the simulated college entrance exam solo, you could obtain even more rewards, even special skills.

Ji Ziling was one such top student. Back then, she had cleared the simulated college entrance exam solo.

Jiang Changkong listened with his heart pounding. He wanted to be a top student too.

After that, three more young men arrived. They were the teammates of the young man from earlier.

The school infirmary would not directly cure those who failed the simulated college entrance exam. Even external wounds would take some time to recover from.

Ji Ziling could heal external injuries directly, and they would go off full of vim and vigor to take part in the mock college entrance exam again.

As long as you had the strength, you could take the mock college entrance exam at any time.

Jiang Changkong gained another 10 points of Essence, Qi, and Spirit, and he suddenly wanted to go block the entrance to the mock college entrance exam.

Over the next two days, people arrived one after another, all of them defeated in the mock college entrance exam.

Those who passed the mock college entrance exam would be healed directly by the infirmary so they could take the real exam as soon as possible.

When the three days were up, Zhou Wen contacted him and said he would pick him up tomorrow morning.

And over these three days, because quite a few people had failed the mock college entrance exam, he had gained a full 110 points of Essence, Qi, and Spirit.

He put all of it into Iron Cloth Shirt.

Low-grade, lower-tier martial art: Copper Skin Iron Bone Technique: Beginner 211/500

Essence, Qi, and Spirit: 145.2

The Star Qi inside his body increased again, like a little snake flowing through him.

His bones were as hard as iron, and his skin shone with a bronze gleam.

The muscles on his frame bulged. With clothes on, it could not be seen; with them off, he was all muscle.

His qi and blood had also become much more abundant, giving off a masculine vigor.

In his mind, the contents of Copper Skin Iron Bone Technique surfaced: copper skin and iron bones, peerless defense.

After cultivating it, his strength would also increase. Once cultivated to completion, it could form a line of strength that ran through his entire body.

After washing up, he lay on the bed and slept, looking forward to tomorrow's arrival.

Early the next morning, he got up and stood at the door waiting for Zhou Wen.

He had already asked the clinic for leave, and Ji Ziling had approved it very readily.

Zhou Wen did not keep him waiting long. He jogged over, glanced at him, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes. "That body of yours?"

"Iron Cloth Shirt broke through," Jiang Changkong said with a grin.

Zhou Wen nodded, said nothing more, and took him toward Martial Arts School.