You dare to cultivate without money?!

75: Chapter 57: Senior

75 -57: Senior

Songyang High School.

The students of Class 1, Grade 10, were gradually entering the training field, getting ready for today’s Martial Arts practical class.

Bai Zhenzhen was walking while thinking to herself, “What is Yu Zi up to?

I can’t get in touch with him.”

“Still on sick leave?

How does a high school student get sick leave?”

“Could it be that he can’t handle it anymore?”

While Bai Zhenzhen was lost in her thoughts, she suddenly noticed that besides the Martial Arts teacher, Lei Jun, there was already a large group of people standing in the practice room.

Looking at the students behind Lei Jun, especially the tallest one, Bai Zhenzhen’s gaze suddenly froze, “Isn’t that Door Board Man?”

Looking again at the students around ‘Door Board Man’ Lanling, Bai Zhenzhen quickly recognized them too; they were all Grade 11 students.

With an extra year of cultivation time, these Grade 11 students were almost all a circle bigger than the Grade 10 students, and their secondary sexual characteristics had almost completely faded, with arms showing densely packed needle marks…

All these signs of intense training unmistakably showed the strength and dedication of these Grade 11 students.

Of course, Bai Zhenzhen wasn’t the only one who recognized their identities.

Soon, some students took the initiative to greet these Grade 11 students.

Zhao Tianxing first bowed to the Martial Arts teacher, Lei Jun, and then honestly bowed to the Grade 11 students nearby, saying cautiously, “Hello, seniors!”

Originally weighing over three hundred pounds, Zhao Tianxing now looked like a corgi in front of Lanling.

Only when Lanling nodded did Zhao Tianxing carefully retreat.

This was the dynamic between younger and older students in high school.

Just because Grade 10, Grade 11, and Grade 12…

had a whole year of cultivation time difference, it often led to an absolute gap in strength.

So much so that some people divided Grade 10, Grade 11, and Grade 12 into Qi Refining Early Stage, Qi Refining Middle Stage, and Qi Refining Late Stage, highlighting the distinction between the three grades.

Like at Songyang High School, when juniors met seniors, they often had to greet them proactively.

If the senior hadn’t sat down, neither could the junior.

Even in restrooms, juniors had to let seniors go first, and when taking medication in the same room, they had to let seniors go first…

Such habits were already part of the daily routine for high school students.

Of course, Songyang High School was still more humane compared to the three major schools, where it’s heard that at White Dragon High School, seniors could even make juniors kneel and kowtow.

Fortunately, the curriculum content of different grades varied greatly, as did the teaching venues, plus the pressure of coursework, leaving juniors and seniors with few opportunities to meet regularly.

This was truly a cause for celebration, truly a cause for celebration.

At this moment, in the training field, each student who entered would proactively bow and greet Lanling and others.

This also highlighted one person’s uniqueness even more.

Zhao Tianxing watched as Bai Zhenzhen didn’t greet the seniors and anxiously thought to himself, “Azhen, what’s going on?

She’ll get targeted by the seniors like this.”

He could already feel that several senior Grade 11 students were casting glances at Bai Zhenzhen every now and then, making him feel embarrassed and nervous just by imagining it.

When the Class 1, Grade 10 students had all arrived, Lei Jun said to them, “Today, your Grade 11 Class 1 seniors have specially set aside a class to give you some practical guidance, everyone, please give them a round of applause!”

What?

We’re going to be beaten by the Grade 11 top students?

Upon hearing this, the students all excitedly clapped their hands, “Thank you, seniors!”

Some top students were already smiling, amused by their thoughts, “These are Grade 11 demonstration class students.

If you want to hire them for practical training outside, wouldn’t it cost thousands for an hour?”

Some students eager to improve their practical skills couldn’t wait any longer, thinking to themselves, “Getting advice from Grade 11 top students is worth it, even if it means getting an arm broken!”

Qian Shen’s gaze was tightly locked on the tallest figure, like a door board, Lanling.

He thought to himself, “Lanling, last month’s second overall in Grade 11, first in a single sports event, the ace of the Grade 11 sports competition team, but…”

“Boring.” Qian Shen turned his head, “Scores across grades have no comparison value.

These demonstration class Grade 11 students have been cultivating for an extra year…

Any single one of them is unbeatable for Grade 10 students, so to us, there’s no difference at all.”

He Dayou simply smiled and nodded to those Grade 11 students as a greeting.

As the son of the school board director, he was familiar with many of the top students in Grades 11 and 12.

Seeing the eager expressions of most students, Lei Jun was very satisfied with their mental state, “Very good, everyone’s full of spirit.”

“Daoism requires money, the more you spend, the stronger it becomes.”

“If we want to improve at Martial Arts, we have to take hits.

The less afraid you are of losing, of being hit, of being abused, the faster you’ll progress in martial arts practical combat.”

“Only through getting beaten again and again, being abused again and again, and getting up from the ground again and again can you improve your practical combat experience.”

Seeing that some students were already impatiently raising their hands, Lei Jun was about to choose someone for practice when Lanling leaned in and whispered something in his ear.

Lei Jun nodded and looked towards Bai Zhenzhen, who was hiding behind the crowd, calling out, “Bai Zhenzhen, you go first with the seniors for a practice session to set an example for the other students.”

“Lanling, this Bai Zhenzhen is a good talent, ranked first in Grade 10 practical combat.

Make sure to guide her properly.”

Lanling, while practicing with a dumbbell in his right hand, slowly made his way to the field and said gently to Bai Zhenzhen, “Junior, let’s spar a bit.”

Bai Zhenzhen’s face darkened as she slowly made her way forward, under the envious gazes of others, already cursing Door Board Man to hell and back in her head.

Damn shrimp-head guy, looking for a chance to hit a junior because of the contract issue, right?

She guessed that the upcoming battle would be far from a simple spar but an opportunity for him to thoroughly teach her a lesson.

Strike first to gain the upper hand!

As soon as Bai Zhenzhen entered the field, she swiftly spun and launched a kick towards Lanling’s abdomen, aiming directly for the dantian.

Yet, he didn’t even attempt to dodge, letting her kick land there with a loud bang.

Obviously, Lanling took a kick to the gut, but his expression remained unchanged, and he didn’t step back, as if nothing happened.

Instead, Bai Zhenzhen felt like she had just kicked a granite slab, with her foot feeling on the verge of cracking.

“Is the gap between me and Grade 11 this vast?”

Just as Bai Zhenzhen was about to retreat, she suddenly felt her ankle being gripped tightly by a hand like an iron clamp.

Holding her ankle, Lanling smiled, “Junior, you seem to have underestimated me.”

While the two were fighting, Lei Jun was on the side giving his commentary to the students.

“Great sneak attack!

Remember that in practical combat, sneak attacks are a significant tactic, the best way to use weakness to overcome strength.”

“But Bai Zhenzhen knew too little about Lanling.”

“Lanling has long completed the ‘absolute’ sterilization procedure; not only does his body lack any sexual characteristics, uninfluenced by hormones, but he also lacks many conventional weaknesses…”

“Now that Bai Zhenzhen is locked down by Lanling, even if she kicks and punches to struggle free, Lanling’s physical strength is over level 6, while Bai Zhenzhen’s physical strength is slightly over level 1.4?

Once locked, it’s all over…”

Halfway through his commentary, Lei Jun’s feet suddenly made a loud bang, and his figure shot out like a bolt of lightning.

At the same time, a rumbling explosion echoed in the air.

To the crowd’s shock, Bai Zhenzhen had already been flung by Lanling towards the practice room’s wall, leaving a trail of afterimages.

But just as her head was about to hit, Lei Jun appeared behind Bai Zhenzhen, and they both crashed through the wall with a loud bang, flying out of the practice room.

Moments later, Lei Jun returned to the practice room with a limping Bai Zhenzhen, his expression sour as he looked at Lanling, “Wasn’t that a bit too much?”

Bai Zhenzhen was one of the best performing students in Grade 10’s martial arts combat; if she got seriously injured, it would mean a drop in Lei Jun’s performance.

Lanling gave a gentle smile, “I believed with you present, teacher, she’d be fine.”

“It’s also a chance to teach the junior a practical lesson about underestimating the enemy.”

He then looked at Bai Zhenzhen and said, “Junior, did you remember this practical experience?

Shall we continue?”

Seeing him extend the invitation again, Bai Zhenzhen’s eyes already showed anger, with a long-hidden power within her feeling eager to break free.

She thought to herself, “No, I can’t expose it, exposing it here would be disastrous…”

Lei Jun was about to intervene, but was halted by a look from Lanling, “Teacher, I’ll be mindful of the intensity this time.”

Previously, Lei Jun had some suspicions, but now he could confirm them.

Recalling how the student council previously requested that Bai Zhenzhen and Zhang Yu not participate in the martial arts competition, he realized that today was also under the student council’s direction.

Thinking about the Songyang High School student council, he could only sigh inwardly and warned, “This is my class, don’t go overboard.”

Lanling smiled calmly, “Rest assured, teacher, Bai Zhenzhen is an important and high-valued student of the school, I certainly won’t let her get seriously injured.”

Meanwhile, other Grade 10 students around started sensing the awkward atmosphere, though they couldn’t quite grasp what was happening.

He Dayou’s eyes flickered slightly, as the school board director’s son, he realized they were suppressing Bai Zhenzhen.

Was it a contract issue?

Trying to undervalue Bai Zhenzhen?

Thinking about this, he felt a little disappointed that Zhang Yu wasn’t here today; otherwise, he might have seen this broke fellow in a tight spot.

Just then, a male voice came from the direction of the practice room’s door.

“Hey, are you bullying my intern?”

Amid the surprised and astonished gazes of everyone, Zhang Yu walked in from outside the door, speaking while swiftly gliding his fingers over the black and white talismanic book with his right hand.

Confinement Talisman—Activate!

In the next moment, countless golden light spots flickered around Lanling, transforming into giant golden palms reaching out to grab him.

Just as Lanling was about to move, his head, shoulders, arms, legs, and waist were each held down by nine golden giant palms.

“Confinement Talisman?”

“Zhang Yu, that broke guy…

where did he get a talismanic book to use the Confinement Talisman?”

Feeling the nine giant palms suppressing him, trying to push him down bit by bit, Lanling was enraged.