Huang Yi'an Admits Defeat

"How much?"

"699 kg?"

Some students from Qianshan No. 1 High School rubbed their eyes, unable to believe what they were seeing.

Pei Xuan, Bai Zhenhao, and Leng Xin showed no shock. Instead, they were puzzled.

Pei Xuan had personally seen Bai Zhenhao get blasted back by Su Yuan. His punch had to have exceeded 800 kg.

Could it be...

A seed of an idea gradually sprouted in Pei Xuan's mind, though he was not yet certain.

It would not be too late to confirm it after observing a little longer.

A trace of surprise appeared on Chu Tianche's face. He had not expected Su Yuan's punching power to be so formidable.

When he had been at Su Yuan's level, his punching power had not been this high.

Beside him, Ye Ling's expression remained unchanged.

In his eyes, 699 kg of punching power was nothing remarkable for Su Yuan at this stage.

After thinking for a while, Pei Xuan had still not forgotten the matter at hand.

"Huang Yi'an."

"Do you admit that Su Yuan is a genius?"

Huang Yi'an looked as though he had swallowed a fly, his expression utterly hideous.

How could this be? There could not possibly be a problem with the punch-testing machine.

The machine had never malfunctioned, nor had it deteriorated.

Besides, the punch-testing machine had been replaced only a year ago. No matter what, it could not have broken down so quickly.

Just by judging with the naked eye, anyone could tell that Su Yuan's punch had exceeded 600 kg.

So, had he really misjudged him?

Huang Yi'an was now in an awkward position. He glared furiously at Wu Yanming, inwardly cursing him as another useless fool.

Such a perfect opportunity had been wasted just like that.

Huang Yi'an struggled internally as the pressure on him surged.

With Pei Xuan watching from the side, Huang Yi'an was both anxious and helpless.

Seeing this, Pei Xuan's gaze at Huang Yi'an grew increasingly profound.

An inexplicable pressure descended. Huang Yi'an was wary in his heart and, with no other choice, finally compromised.

"I admit it. Su Yuan is a genius."

"He did not take an Intermediate Recovery Potion."

As soon as he finished speaking, Huang Yi'an's face flushed red. He vanished from the spot, leaving without regard for anyone's dignity.

Humiliating. Absolutely humiliating.

A Fourth-Realm Martial Artist like him had truly disgraced himself today.

Su Yuan showed little expression as Huang Yi'an left.

Whether there was any residual recovery potion energy in his body no longer mattered. Su Yuan had already proven himself.

Anyone with eyes could see that there was nothing wrong with Su Yuan.

This was truly ridiculous. It was one thing to be targeted for no reason.

But this Teacher Huang had really treated him like an easy target.

After this brief warm-up today, Su Yuan's Blood Qi Value had improved significantly.

The Frost-Ice Stone really was a good thing.

For anyone else, the Frost-Ice Stone's effect in stimulating Blood Qi definitely would not have been as effective as it was for Su Yuan.

Su Yuan's Crimson War God's Heart was gradually taking effect, steadily improving his talent.

It also strengthened his physique, allowing him to better absorb the energy contained within the Frost-Ice Stone, feeding it back into his body to stimulate his Blood Qi.

With the Frost-Ice Stone, Su Yuan's Blood Qi would definitely improve quickly from now on.

"All right, this matter ends here."

"Huang Yi'an, as a teacher, falsely accused Su Yuan. Your punishment is a fine of two million Xia currency."

Suddenly, Pei Xuan changed his tone, his gaze sharper than ever.

"I hope nothing like this happens in the Qianshan Class again."

"Let a minor matter rest. Classes have not even officially begun, so there is no need to target someone like this."

"Dismissed."

After Pei Xuan finished speaking, he strolled away.

Wang Zheng and Zhao Xinxuan left as well.

The gazes of many Qianshan No. 1 High School students toward Su Yuan changed subtly.

There was less contempt in their eyes, though it had not yet become regard.

Su Yuan's Blood Qi Value was too low. His punching power was decent, or rather, exceptionally strong.

But his Blood Qi Value was a fatal weakness. He was far behind the rest of them.

If Su Yuan's Blood Qi Value had been a little higher, then it would have been their turn to panic.

After the teachers left, Ye Ling also departed quickly.

Chu Tianche followed behind him. As he passed Leng Xin, he leaned close and whispered a few words before leaving.

Su Yuan noticed that after Chu Tianche left, Leng Xin's face visibly turned cold. The two were clearly acquainted.

"Su Yuan, let's go."

"There's nothing to do at Qianshan No. 1 High School. Want to go to the martial arts academy next?"

Lin Jie walked to Su Yuan's side, draped an arm over his shoulder, and spoke.

"All right."

"Let's go to the martial arts academy."

Su Yuan nodded. Since he had nowhere else to go for the moment, he might as well visit Starrock Martial Arts Academy.

Starrock Martial Arts Academy was currently very suitable for Su Yuan's training.

By the time Su Yuan and Lin Jie arrived at Starrock Martial Arts Academy, it was already 3:20 in the afternoon.

It was the same as usual.

Su Yuan first sparred with Lin Jie, beating him until he was completely exhausted, then headed to the 205th Training Room alone.

Picking up a spear from the training room's weapon rack, Su Yuan rapidly twisted his wrist. The spear tip shot forth like lightning, stabbing toward the punch-testing machine.

"1170 kg!"

Staring at the power value on the machine's screen, Su Yuan was very satisfied.

"The Thunder-Chasing Spear is truly powerful. While it is fast, it also possesses immense force."

"Lin Jie's Mountain-Suppressing Spear may be more powerful than the Thunder-Chasing Spear, but it lacks its flexibility."

Suddenly, Su Yuan's phone vibrated lightly.

[Your account ending in 5133 has received a transfer of 2,000,000 Xia currency]

[Balance: 2,813,000]

"Teacher Huang moved quickly. The two million Xia currency has already arrived."

Su Yuan looked at the Xia currency balance on his phone and grinned.

Fourth-Realm Martial Artists really were wealthy. With a casual move, the amount exceeded even the pension left by his predecessor's parents.

"After training, I'll go buy Blood Qi Supplements."

"Blood Qi Supplements have an upper limit for increasing Blood Qi. After taking more than two hundred, their effect becomes negligible, or even completely nonexistent."

"One Blood Qi Supplement costs 3,000 Xia currency. I bought forty last time, so if I buy another 160, Blood Qi Supplements will no longer be useful to me."

To be honest, Su Yuan had to thank Huang Yi'an.

If Huang Yi'an had not sent him two million Xia currency, he really would not have been willing to spend so much on Blood Qi Supplements.

"Train!"

Su Yuan cast the distracting thoughts from his mind and immersed himself in training.

For a time, Su Yuan swung his spear through the 205th Training Room. Flecks of lightning burst from the spear tip, accompanied by enormous piercing whistles.

Training time passed in the blink of an eye, and before he knew it, it was seven in the evening.

Su Yuan put away his spear and, forcing himself to endure his exhaustion, stared at the panel information.

[Realm: 82.0 Blood Qi (Uninitiated Martial Artist)]

[Breathing Method: Concise Thunder Breathing Method (66%)]

[Martial Techniques: Thunderclap Fist (100%) Thunder-Chasing Spear (25%)]

"The Thunder-Chasing Spear's progress has slowed after reaching Entry Level, but that is only natural."

"At this rate, it will reach Minor Achievement in just a few days."

Su Yuan found it somewhat unbelievable. He was not even a First-Realm Martial Artist, yet his First-Tier Martial Technique was about to reach Minor Achievement.

For people like Lin Jie and Li Xingyu, even their unranked martial techniques were probably only at Great Accomplishment. The gap between them was as vast as heaven and earth.

Their Blood Qi Values were even higher than Su Yuan's.

The Crimson War God's Heart's enhancement of his talent was steadily increasing, and its benefits were obvious.

After resting for a few minutes, Su Yuan tested the results of his training.

Carrying his spear to the punch-testing machine, Su Yuan stabbed forward with all his strength, the wind from the spear howling.

Accompanied by a loud clanging sound.

"1380 kg!"

Su Yuan was startled. "Is the strength boost from a First-Tier Martial Technique really this fierce?"