Sungyang High School.

Students from Class 1, Grade 1, gradually entered the training ground, preparing for today’s martial arts practical class.

Bai Zhenzhen walked, thinking in her heart, “What’s Yu Zi up to? I can’t reach him.”

“Still on sick leave? What kind of sick leave do high school students even get?”

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

Just as Bai Zhenzhen was lost in thought, she suddenly noticed that besides the martial arts teacher, Lei Jun, there was already a large group of people standing in the training room.

Looking at the students behind Lei Jun, especially the tallest one, Bai Zhenzhen’s gaze suddenly sharpened: “Is that…the Slab?”

Looking at the students around ‘the Slab,’ Lan Ling, Bai Zhenzhen immediately recognized them. These were all Grade 2 students.

An extra year of cultivating had caused these Grade 2 students to be noticeably larger than the Grade 1 students. Their secondary sexual characteristics had almost completely faded. On their exposed arms, one could see dense pinholes…

Judging by the sores on their backs, their sharp scalps, and their bulging muscles, one could tell they were diligently cultivating top students, the cream of the crop at Sungyang High.

And all these signs of cultivation served to illustrate the power and diligence of these Grade 2 students.

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

Soon, students began to greet the Grade 2 students.

Zhao Tianxing first bowed respectfully to the martial arts teacher Lei Jun, and then bowed to the Grade 2 students beside him, saying cautiously, “Greetings, seniors!”

The usually hefty Zhao Tianxing, weighing over three hundred pounds, looked like a Corgi standing in front of Lan Ling.

Only after Lan Ling nodded slightly did Zhao Tianxing carefully retreat.

This was the junior position that lower-grade students held when facing higher-grade students in high school.

Just because there was a whole year of cultivation time difference between Grade 1, Grade 2, and Grade 3… it often resulted in an absolute difference in strength.

So much so that some people divided Grade 1, Grade 2, and Grade 3 into Qi Refining Early Stage, Qi Refining Mid Stage, and Qi Refining Late Stage, highlighting the differences between the three grades.

It was common in Sungyang High School for juniors to greet seniors, lower grades not sitting down until higher grades did, and even letting seniors go first when encountering them in the restroom. When injecting elixirs in the same room, seniors would go first…

Such things had become ingrained in the daily habits of high school students.

Of course, Sungyang High School was more humane than the three famous schools. It was said that in White Dragon High School, higher-grade students could even make lower-grade students kneel and kowtow.

Fortunately, the curriculum content of different grades differed greatly, the teaching venues were also different, and the academic pressure was high, so the chances of juniors and seniors meeting each other were not many.

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

At this moment in the training ground, every student who entered would take the initiative to bow and greet Lan Ling and the others.

This further highlighted the uniqueness of one person.

Zhao Tianxing looked at Bai Zhenzhen, who had not greeted the seniors, and secretly worried for her: “What’s wrong with Zhenzhen? She’ll get targeted by the seniors.”

He could already feel several Grade 2 seniors glancing at Bai Zhenzhen from time to time. Just imagining it made him feel awkward and nervous.

After all the students of Class 1, Grade 1, had arrived, Lei Jun said to them, “Today, your Grade 2, Class 1, seniors have specially taken time out of their schedules to give you practical guidance. Let’s give them a round of applause!”

What? We are going to be beaten by the Grade 2 cultivators?

Hearing this, the students enthusiastically applauded: “Thank you, seniors!”

Some of the top students laughed inwardly, thinking, “These are students from the Grade 2 Demonstration Class. How much would it cost to hire them for a practical lesson outside, wouldn’t it be over a thousand?”

Some students who were eager to improve their practical skills were already impatient, thinking, “Even if I have an arm broken by the guidance of a Grade 2 top student, it’s worth it!”

Qian Shen’s gaze was fixed on the tallest figure, the Slab, Lan Ling, and he thought to himself, “Lan Ling, the second highest score in the Grade 2 year last month, the number one in the physical education category, the ace of the Grade 2 sports competition team, but…”

“Boring.” Qian Shen turned his head away: “Comparing scores across grades is meaningless. These Grade 2 students in the demonstration class have been cultivating for a year longer… Any one of them who steps out is invincible to Grade 1 students. There’s no difference to us.”

He Dayou merely smiled and nodded at those Grade 2 students, as if he was just greeting them. After all, as the son of the school board member, he was familiar with many of the top students in Grade 2 and Grade 3.

Lei Jun was very satisfied with the students’ mental state, seeing that most of them had eager expressions: “Very good, everyone is full of energy.”

“Dao arts require money. The more money you spend, the more powerful they are.”

“If we want to become powerful in martial arts, then we have to get beaten. The more we are not afraid of losing, not afraid of getting beaten, not afraid of being abused, the faster our practical martial arts will improve.”

“Only by getting beaten again and again, abused again and again, and getting up from the ground again and again, can we improve our practical experience.”

Seeing that some students were already impatiently raising their hands, Lei Jun was about to call someone to arrange a sparring match when he saw Lan Ling approach his ear and say something.

Lei Jun nodded and turned his gaze to Bai Zhenzhen, who was hiding in the back of the crowd, and shouted, “Bai Zhenzhen, you have a match with the seniors first, to give the other students an example.”

“Lan Ling, this Bai Zhenzhen is a good seed, the top student in Grade 1 in practical skills. Give her some good guidance.”

Lan Ling practiced with the barbell in his right hand, then slowly walked into the arena, and said to Bai Zhenzhen gently, “Junior, let’s spar.”

Bai Zhenzhen’s face darkened. Under the envious gazes of everyone, she slowly walked up, cursing the Slab in her heart.

Damn shrimp-headed guy, he’s obviously not well-intentioned, taking the opportunity to beat up his junior because of the contract, right?

She guessed that the upcoming battle would not be as simple as just a sparring match, but that he would take the opportunity to teach her a good lesson.

A preemptive strike!

As soon as Bai Zhenzhen entered the arena, she shot out like an arrow, kicking toward Lan Ling’s lower abdomen dantian.

But the other party didn’t dodge at all, letting her kick hit him with a loud bang.

Even though Lan Ling’s vitals had been kicked, his expression didn’t change and he didn’t take a step back, as if nothing had happened.

On the contrary, Bai Zhenzhen felt as if her foot had kicked a piece of granite, and her foot bones felt like they were about to crack.

“Is the gap between me and Grade 2 that big?”

Just as Bai Zhenzhen wanted to retreat, she felt her ankle being grabbed by a hand like iron tongs.

Lan Ling pinched Bai Zhenzhen’s ankle and smiled, “Junior, you seem to underestimate me too much.”

At the same time as the two were fighting, Lei Jun was also making comments to the students on the side.

“Good sneak attack! Remember, sneak attacks are a major subject in actual combat. It is the best choice for the weak to defeat the strong.”

“But Bai Zhenzhen knows too little about Lan Ling.”

“Lan Ling completed the ‘absolute’ sterilization surgery long ago. Not only does he no longer have any gender characteristics, and is not affected by hormones, but he has also lost many conventional weaknesses…”

“Now Bai Zhenzhen has been locked by Lan Ling. Although she keeps kicking and hitting him, trying to break free, Lan Ling’s physical strength is above level 6, right? Bai Zhenzhen’s physical strength is only over level 1.4, right? Being locked is the end…”

Halfway through his comments, Lei Jun’s feet suddenly exploded with a bang, and his figure suddenly shot out.

At the same time, a loud explosion was heard in the air.

Under the shocked gazes of everyone, Bai Zhenzhen had been thrown away by Lan Ling, carrying a series of afterimages as she crashed into the wall of the training ground.

But just as Bai Zhenzhen’s head was about to hit, Lei Jun had already appeared behind Bai Zhenzhen. The two of them smashed through the wall together, and with a bang, flew to the outside of the training ground.

A moment later, Lei Jun returned to the training ground with Bai Zhenzhen, who was limping, and looked at Lan Ling with a somewhat unsightly expression: “Did you hit too hard?”

Bai Zhenzhen was one of the best students in Grade 1 martial arts practical results. If she was seriously injured, it would mean a decline in Lei Jun’s performance.

Lan Ling smiled gently: “I believe that with you here, teacher, she will be fine.”

“It’s also a good opportunity to give my junior a lesson in underestimating the enemy in actual combat.”

After speaking, he looked at Bai Zhenzhen and said, “Junior, have you remembered this practical experience? Then shall we continue?”

Seeing the other party’s invitation again, anger had already appeared in Bai Zhenzhen’s eyes. A long-hidden force within her was ready to emerge, as if it was about to break out of its cocoon.

She thought to herself: “No, I can’t expose it. If I expose it here, it’s over…”

Just as Lei Jun was about to stop him, he was suppressed in place by a look from Lan Ling: “Teacher, I will pay attention to my limits next time.”

Although Lei Jun had made some guesses before, at this moment he was finally able to confirm it.

Thinking about the previous incident where the student council requested that Bai Zhenzhen and Zhang Yu not participate in the martial arts competition, he understood that this was also at the behest of the student council today.

Thinking of the student council of Sungyang High School, he could only sigh secretly and warned: “This is my class, don’t go too far.”

Lan Ling smiled and said: “Don’t worry, teacher, Bai Zhenzhen is an important high-value student of the school. I will definitely not let her be seriously injured.”

At this time, the other Grade 1 students around also noticed that the atmosphere was not right, but they still couldn’t understand what was happening.

He Dayou’s eyes flickered slightly. As the son of a school board member, he had already seen that this was suppressing Bai Zhenzhen? Did they encounter any problems signing the contract? Were they trying to suppress Bai Zhenzhen’s price?

Thinking of this, he felt a little regret that Zhang Yu wasn’t here today, otherwise he might have been able to see the poor guy’s embarrassment.

Just then, a male voice came from the direction of the training ground’s gate.

“Hey, are you bullying my intern?”

Under the surprised and unexpected gazes of everyone, Zhang Yu walked in from outside the gate. As he spoke, he raised his right hand, his fingertips quickly swiping across the black and white talisman book.

Restraining Talisman – Activate!

In the next moment, countless golden light spots flashed around Lan Ling, turning into golden giant palms that grabbed at him.

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

“Restraining Talisman?”

“Zhang Yu, that poor ghost… where did he get the talisman book to cast the Restraining Talisman?”

Feeling the nine giant palms holding him down tightly, even wanting to press him to the ground little by little, Lan Ling was furious.