Strength Worthy of Its Name, But Was Su Yuan Lying?

"I can't even touch the hem of your clothes."

"That just shows your strength isn't much to speak of."

As soon as Su Yuan finished speaking, the others who had been exhausted from sparring all stopped moving and stared at him blankly.

Arrogant. Confident.

The students of Qianshan No. 1 High School had only seen such a flamboyant attitude in one person.

That person was Ye Ling.

Since Chu Tianche was sparring with Su Yuan, Ye Ling casually found a student from Qianshan No. 1 High School to spar with and went through the motions.

After Su Yuan said that, Ye Ling could not help looking at him, his eyes filled with intense interest.

"Interesting."

"Let's see who can last longer in the Light-Pillar Training Room later."

It seemed Su Yuan's words had stirred Ye Ling's fighting spirit. He suddenly slapped the student sparring with him away.

"What did you say?"

Chu Tianche's eyes widened. Other than Ye Ling, no one had ever spoken to him like that.

"I never repeat myself."

Su Yuan looked at Chu Tianche with a faint smile. He had already seen through the trajectory of every one of his moves.

This sparring match had no meaning at all.

In terms of pure strength, he might be temporarily inferior to Chu Tianche.

But strength without reaction speed and predictive ability was useless. Chu Tianche simply could not do anything to him.

Give him a spear, and he could make up for the gap in their strength.

"Huff."

Chu Tianche took a deep breath, and the look in his eyes gradually turned unfriendly as he watched Su Yuan.

Over the past half hour, he had constantly felt as though Su Yuan were treating him like a monkey. He could not touch Su Yuan at all.

Just what was going on with Su Yuan's absurd reaction speed?

Chu Tianche felt immense pressure.

Could it be that Su Yuan was merely fast and quick to react, while his strength was nothing special?

That had to be it. Su Yuan must have focused on speed, or he could not possibly have such fast reactions.

Then, Chu Tianche stood still, showing no sign of launching an attack.

"Su Yuan, come at me."

Chu Tianche spread his hands, looking as though he would let Su Yuan attack him however he pleased.

"Then I'll grant your wish."

Su Yuan moved. Seizing the instant Chu Tianche let his guard down, he unleashed a Thunderclap Fist!

Bang!

Chu Tianche was instantly sent flying, crashing into the metal wall at the very edge.

In an instant, the commotion from Su Yuan's Thunderclap Fist drew every student's attention.

They stared in confusion at Chu Tianche in the distance, clutching his abdomen with a pained expression.

"What a heavy punch!"

Pei Xuan's eyes lit up. Su Yuan had brought the force of that Thunderclap Fist to its absolute limit.

Its speed and power were practically perfect.

"Pfft."

Sweat continuously beaded on Chu Tianche's forehead as he could not help spitting out a mouthful of blood.

The force of that punch had exceeded his expectations. Chu Tianche felt as though his whole body were about to fall apart.

If Chu Tianche had taken Su Yuan's punch seriously from the start, he definitely would not have ended up in such a state.

With his strength, he could have fully contended with Su Yuan.

Unfortunately, Su Yuan had seized the instant Chu Tianche relaxed and delivered a heavy blow.

The problem lay entirely in Chu Tianche's misjudgment.

"An... Intermediate Recovery Potion!"

Chu Tianche looked at Pei Xuan pleadingly. In response, Pei Xuan flashed over to Chu Tianche and handed him a bottle of Intermediate Recovery Potion.

The uproar caused by Su Yuan's punch brought everyone's sparring to another halt.

Leng Xin looked stunned, while Ye Ling's pupils contracted slightly, though he managed to keep his expression under control.

As for the others, they had long since gone slack-jawed, their minds completely blank.

One punch sent Chu Tianche flying, and they called that a Blood Qi Value of 78.5?

Only a fool would believe it!

"Teacher Pei, shouldn't we test the students' Blood Qi Values?"

Huang Yi'an frowned as he watched the scene, fragments of Su Yuan's self-introduction resurfacing in his mind.

"Teacher Pei, it wouldn't be a good thing if a student lied right in front of us."

Pei Xuan's expression did not change much as he replied perfunctorily.

"Test them!"

"We'll test them after the daytime classes are over!"

Of course, he knew why Su Yuan's strength had surged.

A genius who had passed through a second Heart Cultivation Dormancy Period was not someone to be taken lightly.

Su Yuan's timing in attacking Chu Tianche had been impeccable. Even Pei Xuan could not find a single flaw in it.

"Again!"

After taking the Intermediate Recovery Potion, Chu Tianche recovered somewhat and stood before Su Yuan once more.

Unfortunately, until the sparring ended, Chu Tianche still never managed to touch Su Yuan.

Instead, he himself was panting heavily, exhausted to the point of death.

"In twenty minutes, the Light-Pillar Training Room will open."

Pei Xuan smiled at some of the students who had collapsed from exhaustion.

Su Yuan stood upright without a change in expression, forming a stark contrast with Chu Tianche, who was sprawled beside him.

"Now you have no objections to Su Yuan being ranked second, right?"

Pei Xuan turned to Wang Zheng and the other two teachers, making no effort to hide the pride in his eyes.

Wang Zheng smiled bitterly and said nothing, privately thinking that Pei Xuan had a good eye.

Zhao Xinxuan smiled helplessly. "No objections."

Huang Yi'an's eyes shifted. "No objections."

Pei Xuan appeared to be speaking to the three teachers, but he was actually speaking to the thirty students present as well.

The scene of Su Yuan sending Chu Tianche flying was surely impossible to erase from their minds.

Twenty minutes later.

Pei Xuan and the other three teachers finished setting up the Light-Pillar Training Room.

As Su Yuan and Ye Ling were about to enter the Light-Pillar Training Room, they paused at the entrance and exchanged a glance.

Then they entered at the same time.

"Thunderbolt Cleave, here I come!"

The moment he entered the training room, Su Yuan went all out and began practicing Thunderbolt Cleave.

Time slipped by in the blink of an eye, and four hours quietly passed.

The only ones still inside the Light-Pillar Training Room were Su Yuan and Ye Ling.

Another twenty-six minutes passed before Ye Ling emerged, looking exhausted.

This was already the limit of his training. If he continued, his body would develop problems.

This time, Ye Ling had truly risked everything to surpass Su Yuan's training time.

Unfortunately, after training for four hours and twenty-six minutes, Ye Ling could no longer hold on.

When he saw that the Light-Pillar Training Room beside him still had a faint glimmer of light, he could not help falling into self-doubt.

This was the second time. Could Su Yuan still train for this long?

Just how did he train?

This time, Ye Ling finally began to take Su Yuan seriously.

Another two and a half hours passed before Su Yuan finally emerged from the Light-Pillar Training Room.

"Training time: six hours and fifty-six minutes. He broke the record again."

Even Pei Xuan was somewhat dumbfounded. He stared blankly at the timer on his phone.

Just what had Su Yuan been doing in the Light-Pillar Training Room?

How had his time increased by more than an hour compared with yesterday?

At that moment, the teachers and twenty-nine students all stood motionless, as though the entire space had frozen over.

After coming out, Su Yuan ignored everyone's stares and instead opened his panel to check Thunderbolt Cleave's progress.

[Martial Technique: Thunderbolt Cleave (25%)]

Now that he had reached the First Realm, his training speed for First-Tier Martial Techniques had indeed increased.

"Thunderbolt Cleave is quite powerful. It has already surpassed Thunderclap Fist."

"Once I train it to Minor Achievement, it will come with a half-second paralysis effect."

"For now, I'll focus on the Thunder-Chasing Spear and train Thunderbolt Cleave as a secondary technique."

"Once I train Thunderbolt Cleave to Minor Achievement, I'll devote myself fully to the Thunder-Chasing Spear."

Su Yuan stood on the ground, supporting his exhausted body as he planned his future training.

Half an hour later, the final daytime class began.

Groups of ten once again sparred with the three teachers.

This time, it ended even faster than yesterday. In under forty minutes, all the students were lying on the ground.

Huang Yi'an silently placed the Blood Qi testing device before the students. Seeing this, Pei Xuan said,

"Don't take any Intermediate Recovery Potions yet. Test your Blood Qi Values first."

As soon as he spoke, every student's eyes turned toward Su Yuan in unison.

Just what was Su Yuan's Blood Qi Value?