Breaking the Shackles, Stronger Recovery Ability

All the students rested in silence, with only Su Yuan's faint panting lingering in the quiet atmosphere.

During the break, Su Yuan opened his panel to check his current information.

[Realm: 94.7 Blood Qi (Uninitiated Martial Artist)]

[Talent: Crimson War God's Heart]

[Breathing Method: Concise Thunder Breathing Method (69%)]

[Martial Techniques: Thunderclap Fist (100%) Thunder-Chasing Spear (32%)]

Su Yuan felt immensely gratified. His frenzied training with the Thunder-Chasing Spear in the Light-Pillar Training Room had not been in vain.

As his Blood Qi Value rose, his progress in training the Thunder-Chasing Spear had sped up as well.

Su Yuan could hardly imagine how powerful the Thunder-Chasing Spear was now.

By his estimate, a full-force thrust should carry around 2,000 kilograms of force.

Such terrifying power was probably comparable to martial artists with Blood Qi Values of one hundred twenty or thirty.

Even if they had trained First-Tier Martial Techniques, their proficiency likely could not compare to Su Yuan's.

"Phew."

Su Yuan closed his eyes to rest, breathing slowly through the Concise Thunder Breathing Method.

Thump.

Thump.

Su Yuan's heartbeat slowed, and his entire body seemed to enter a state of selflessness. Steam rose from his sweat-dampened body.

The Crimson War God's Heart was taking effect.

This time, pushing himself beyond his limits while training his martial techniques and breathing method seemed to have broken some kind of shackle within Su Yuan.

Traces of crimson mist emerged from his heart, drifting through his meridians, blood, internal organs, muscles, and bones.

The sensation was somewhat similar to taking a recovery potion.

And its recovery speed was even slightly faster than an Intermediate Recovery Potion.

Although Su Yuan had never taken an Intermediate Recovery Potion, he had seen others use them and knew roughly how long recovery should take.

Twenty minutes passed, and Su Yuan remained in that state the entire time.

If Lin Jie and the others had not noticed that Su Yuan's breathing was smooth, they might truly have suspected that he had passed out from exhaustion.

Pei Xuan watched Su Yuan from afar, observing every change in him at all times.

Su Yuan's aura had gone from weak when he first began resting to seventy or eighty percent restored now.

That recovery speed was simply unbelievable.

Without relying on any external aid, he could recover to such an extent with only his own body?

Just how far had Su Yuan trained his breathing method?

Suddenly, Su Yuan opened his eyes. The soreness in his body gradually faded, and light returned to his gaze.

He opened the panel and checked the information under his breathing method.

[Breathing Method: Concise Thunder Breathing Method (74%)]

Hm?

His breathing method proficiency had risen this much in such a short time?

In twenty minutes, the Concise Thunder Breathing Method had gained five percent progress, nearing the Perfection level.

During his recovery just now, Su Yuan had vaguely felt warmth emanating from his heart, as though it had been cooperating with the Concise Thunder Breathing Method.

Otherwise, he could not possibly have improved so quickly or recovered at such an absurd rate.

From complete exhaustion and total fatigue, he had recovered seventy or eighty percent in twenty minutes using only his own body.

The Crimson War God's Heart kept bringing Su Yuan more and more surprises.

"Keep resting."

Su Yuan closed his eyes again. There were still ten minutes left in the break.

The moment he closed his eyes, that mysterious feeling from earlier vanished without a trace.

Ten minutes later, Su Yuan had still recovered ninety percent of his strength.

"Break time is over."

"Everyone, continue sparring with the three teachers."

Pei Xuan kept perfect track of time and spoke to the group without being off by even a second.

Immediately, nearly half the students rose like walking corpses and silently stood before Wang Zheng and the other two teachers, preparing to spar.

It was now close to eight twenty in the evening.

By the time class ended, it would probably be close to ten.

It was evening, but they should not forget that these were still daytime classes. The evening schedule had not even been announced yet.

From seven in the morning until now, the day's lessons had been so packed they could not have been any more intense.

Or rather—

Torturous.

Over on Pei Xuan's side, just as Wang Zheng and the other two teachers prepared to move, Pei Xuan nodded at them as if giving some instruction.

The three understood. It was getting rather late.

Because of Su Yuan, the previous class had lasted too long and delayed them by two hours.

For the final daytime class, they would end things quickly.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Wang Zheng and the other two teachers each picked a student, using roughly thirty percent more force than they had that morning.

The students' pressure instantly multiplied. Each of them suffered miserably, wondering why the teachers were not holding back as much as they had in the morning.

Before long, most of the exhausted students could not hold on for more than a few moments before losing their ability to fight.

As for Su Yuan, his performance was fairly unremarkable.

He only lasted three minutes longer than Lin Jie.

At exactly nine o'clock, everyone, including Ye Ling, had collapsed onto the ground.

This time, Wang Zheng and the other two had shown no mercy. They did not waste time dragging things out with the students.

"Alright."

"The daytime classes are over."

"You've all worked hard."

Pei Xuan looked at the box, now more than half emptied of Intermediate Recovery Potions, and revealed a rare smile.

So far, the number of Intermediate Recovery Potions consumed had been astonishing.

Su Yuan was the sole exception. Since the classes began, he had not taken a single one.

In everyone else's eyes, Su Yuan's behavior made him seem like some kind of monster.

It was hard to imagine how much willpower it took to avoid recovery potions the entire time.

How did he endure it?

Lin Jie watched Su Yuan recover silently from the side, a bitter smile appearing on his face.

He could not learn this. There was simply no way he could learn this.

What the hell was this?

That nearly insane training method, combined with such outrageous recovery ability—how was anyone supposed to imitate that?

"Rest where you are for ten minutes. In ten minutes, we'll announce the rankings of the thirty students in Qianshan Class."

At some point, Pei Xuan had picked up a notebook. He then addressed everyone.

Rankings?

Su Yuan, who was "recovering," perked up his ears. Were they finally going to announce the rankings?

After assessing them through the daytime classes, the four teachers surely had a clear idea by now.

"Teacher Wang, you three come with me."

Pei Xuan pulled Wang Zheng and the others aside to discuss the rankings.

For a moment, a slightly tense atmosphere spread through the area.

Many students were both expectant and anxious.

What if their ranking turned out to be low?

At that thought, a few people glanced toward Su Yuan.

They were very curious whether Su Yuan would end up at the bottom.

After spending the day together, most of them had changed their opinion of Su Yuan.

With talent like his, there was a high chance he would not rank last.

Other than his slightly low Blood Qi Value, there was nothing wrong with Su Yuan.

Even Huang Yi'an could not deliberately target Su Yuan.

There was no helping it. Su Yuan's performance had been practically flawless.

The students from Qianshan No. 1 High School had nothing left to say.

If the rankings announced later were truly lower than Su Yuan's, that would be humiliating.

Their Blood Qi Values were over a hundred, yet they ranked below someone with a Blood Qi Value in the seventies.

It would be embarrassing to say it aloud.

"No."

"Su Yuan's Blood Qi Value is too low. That ranking isn't appropriate."

Among the four teachers, Huang Yi'an immediately objected when he heard the ranking Pei Xuan had assigned Su Yuan.

"Blood Qi Value is only one criterion. In every other regard, Su Yuan is nearly beyond reproach."

"His willpower, endurance, combat strength, and everything else far exceed what his Blood Qi Value should allow."

Pei Xuan remained calm and did not even look at Huang Yi'an as he spoke with absolute certainty.

"I think Su Yuan's ranking is perfectly fine."

"Blood Qi Value can slowly be raised. Can talent and other qualities be raised so easily?"

Wang Zheng also felt there was no problem with the ranking Pei Xuan had given Su Yuan.

"Although Su Yuan's Blood Qi Value may seem insufficient on the surface, his performance is enough to place him at this rank."

"Teacher Pei, I agree with you."

After struggling inwardly for a moment, Zhao Xinxuan spoke softly under the pressure of Pei Xuan's gaze.

Huang Yi'an's face darkened. Differences of opinion were normal, but why was Zhao Xinxuan joining their side as well?

Why had Vice Principal Tang Bingrui sent someone with such an unclear stance?