“Lie down!”

After Song Hailong spoke, Zhang Yu turned to look at Bai Zhenzhen beside him, and asked with puzzlement, “Lie down? Does my job description really cover such a broad range? Is this 5000 yuan really this difficult to earn?”

Song Hailong twisted his neck and responded, “I mean let’s seize the time, we’ll start with ground combat directly in a moment!”

“I lost in this area, so naturally I’m spending money to win back in this area!”

As he spoke, Song Hailong walked to a button switch on the wall and asked, “What flavor do you like?”

Zhang Yu looked at the switches on the wall, mistakenly thinking it was the air conditioner switch, and asked, puzzled, “Are you talking about the smell of the air conditioner? Air freshener?”

Song Hailong said helplessly, “I’m of course talking about the flavor of the nootropics. I’m more used to peach or mint…”

Seeing Zhang Yu’s blank expression, Song Hailong remembered that the other party was from Songyang High School, so he said casually, “Forget it, let’s go with mint then!”

As he pressed the switch a few times, Zhang Yu gradually smelled a minty scent wafting from the air. His blood also slowly accelerated, and his spirit began to stir with excitement.

Song Hailong also pointed to a faucet on the side and said, “The pipes on the right are all filled with energy drinks. If you run out of energy later, just drink directly from them!”

Zhang Yu was already speechless, and thought to himself, “Adding stimulants to the air conditioning, and Red Bull to the water, huh? These guys are filthy rich!”

Seeing Zhang Yu’s surprised look, Song Hailong said with a hint of pride, “Don’t be surprised. After all, Bailong High School is called a place flowing with potions and needles by many outsiders. Even the bathwater can be tested for the components of Dao Heart Buffer!”

“A few years ago, there was even a group of poor people who secretly ran to the sewers here, wanting to steal the water discharged by our school to drink. Heh… a bunch of people who didn’t get into high school and hadn’t even learned the Immortal Path, thinking that drinking a little of our leaked wastewater would allow them to ascend to immortality!”

“Some people’s bodies improved, but some people couldn’t withstand the power of the medicine and died violently. This was discovered afterward!”

Zhang Yu became even more speechless, and thought to himself, “Mortals stealing immortal medicine, huh?” But he couldn’t help but ask, “What’s this stolen water?”

Song Hailong laughed and said, “It’s just wastewater discharged from places like washrooms and bathhouses. It often contains residual medicinal components, which is why these lawless poor people steal it for their own use!”

Zhang Yu: “Fortunately, the people were caught, and there are no more victims now, right?”

Song Hailong nodded and said with a smile, “Yeah, later the school decided to sell the gutter oil to those poor people themselves, and there have been no more thefts from the sewers!”

Truly… so, in the eyes of Bailong High School, the only victim is Bailong High School itself, huh? Zhang Yu was speechless for a while, and simply started warming up.

A moment later, seeing Zhang Yu finish warming up, Song Hailong added to the training rules.

As soon as the topic of training came up, the smile on his face immediately disappeared, and his expression became serious: “There’s no need to go for the kill during training. As long as you can subdue me, I’ll consider it a loss!”

“If the battle continues until your strength wanes and you’re not at your peak, and I still haven’t subdued you, I’ll also consider it a loss!”

“If I can subdue you, then I win!”

“If you can’t win against me even once in these two hours, then the tutoring will end here, and you don’t have to come anymore!”

Zhang Yu understood. Little Song wanted to surpass him in a head-to-head confrontation while he was at his peak.

Then Song Hailong said to Bai Zhenzhen, “As for Bai Zhenzhen, according to what you said yourself, either fight me or give some guidance from the side!”

“But as long as you can’t beat me, or I think your opinions are useless, then you don’t have to come anymore either!”

Then Zhang Yu walked over, and in an instant, he was once again engaged in ground combat with Song Hailong.

The two men’s hands collided and grappled back and forth, constantly dismantling and exchanging moves with the Back Dragon Overturning Mountain Hand, trying to lock onto each other’s bodies.

At this moment, Zhang Yu had already raised the Back Dragon Overturning Mountain Hand to level 10.

Even though he didn’t actively expose it, still maintaining the level of a level 2 Back Dragon Overturning Mountain Hand, his understanding of this martial art, his understanding of grappling and wrestling, was already far beyond what Song Hailong could compare to.

In particular, Zhang Yu also tried to integrate the Back Dragon Overturning Mountain Hand into the Formless Cloud Force of the Limitless Cloud Hand, using Qi to assist in completing various grappling and wrestling techniques.

Song Hailong only felt that his every move and stance had been completely seen through by Zhang Yu. That white Qi not only neutralized his strength, but could even display techniques similar to the Back Dragon Overturning Mountain Hand.

And so… almost from the very beginning of the battle, Song Hailong had already fallen into a disadvantage, and could only rely on his own brute strength and physique to forcefully break the opponent’s moves.

This made Song Hailong extremely surprised in his heart: “This Zhang Yu… his skills have become much stronger than yesterday!”

“In just one day, he has improved so quickly?”

A flash of understanding suddenly crossed Song Hailong’s mind: “This kid must have practiced the Back Dragon Overturning Mountain Hand frantically after going back, just to continue to beat me at this moment!”

Why would he think so? Of course, it was because Song Hailong had been desperately practicing the Back Dragon Overturning Mountain Hand with others ever since the end of yesterday’s competition.

Even today’s meals were directly injected into his intestines and blood vessels for absorption, all for the sake of courageous and rapid progress, seizing the time to narrow the gap between himself and Zhang Yu in terms of skills.

At this moment, feeling Zhang Yu’s progress, Song Hailong thought to himself, “He actually thought of the same thing as me? He really is someone who managed to narrowly win against me!”

Thinking of this, a look of unwillingness appeared on Song Hailong’s face, and the Qi and blood in his body surged wildly. The rolling mana was continuously added to his flesh, allowing him to constantly erupt with wild strength, stubbornly resisting Zhang Yu’s offensive.

He felt as if he was trapped in a stormy ocean. Zhang Yu’s hands were like undercurrents, and that Qi was like wave after wave, constantly dragging him towards the depths of the sea.

And Zhang Yu, on the other hand… felt like he was binding a raging dragon. Even if he bound the opponent with chains time and time again, the opponent could always forcefully break the chains with brute force.
As for Song Hailong’s techniques? To Zhang Yu, it was… had there been improvement? Perhaps they were too minor for me to discern.

Meanwhile, standing to the side, Bai Zhenzhen watched the two warriors clash, inwardly sighing, “These two, one possesses absolute physical dominance, the other absolute mastery of skill!”

“Song Hailong’s attacks are often countered by Zhang Yu’s techniques!”

“Zhang Yu’s strikes are frequently broken free from by Song Hailong’s sheer strength!”

She couldn’t help but furrow her brow. “Today, without the stage and boundary rules of a martial arts competition, Yu has no tricks to exploit for victory!”

“I fear they’ll fight until Yu’s vital energy is depleted!”

Just as Bai Zhenzhen surmised, about three minutes later, Song Hailong suddenly ceased his assault. “Your strength wanes, you are no longer at your peak. I concede this round. Rest and prepare for the next!”

While the two were recuperating, Bai Zhenzhen began to analyze their prior combat, identifying their individual flaws.

Initially, Song Hailong was somewhat dismissive, but he soon listened intently, his gaze towards Bai Zhenzhen shifting. “This woman’s insight is remarkably accurate. I originally thought she was merely an extra, but it seems my invitation was not in vain!”

During the respite, Zhang Yu curiously activated a nearby water dispenser, gulping down several mouthfuls of the energy drink. Instantly, he felt as if a fire had ignited within his abdomen, his stamina rapidly replenishing.

“The effect is this potent?”

Zhang Yu had already resolved that next time he visited White Dragon High, he would bring a basin.

Intermittently battling and pausing, Zhang Yu and Song Hailong engaged in repeated struggles, but almost every time, Zhang Yu’s insufficient vital energy determined the outcome. Only once did Zhang Yu manage to control Song Hailong’s joints to achieve victory.

Zhang Yu massaged his aching hands, musing inwardly, “Though he says he lost, if it were a true fight, the depleted me would be the loser, wouldn’t I?”

“This Song Hailong is too sturdy! Without exploiting the boundary rules of a stage, it is difficult to defeat him before my stamina collapses!”

“As expected, I must enhance my physical resilience!”

At that moment, Zhang Yu felt an even greater urgency to make his physique more formidable.

Before departing White Dragon High, Song Hailong transferred the agreed remuneration to the two. Then, he regarded Zhang Yu, reminding him, “I will not halt my progress in augmenting my physical power to accommodate our training!”

“In two months, when the sports competition officially commences, my physical strength will have increased to at least level 4.0 or higher!”

“Thus… I hope you strive to keep pace, or the difference in physical strength will be too great, and the training will be meaningless!”

The moment they exited the gates of White Dragon High, Bai Zhenzhen seized Zhang Yu’s hand and hurried towards the subway station.

Zhang Yu questioned, “Ah Zhen, why are you in such a rush?”

Bai Zhenzhen replied, “I drank too many energy drinks. I need to use the restroom!”

“Trash White Dragon High! They charge ten yuan to use the toilet! I’ve been holding it until now!”

As Zhang Yu and Song Hailong grappled,

Within a secluded chamber at Purple Cloud High,

Le Mulan slowly dispelled the Purple Saint Mind Method that she had been continuously circulating within her mind, making every effort to cease the thought: “The wealthy are saintly, wise, kind, and strong; the poor are filthy, foolish, evil, and weak.”

Originally, under the effects of the Purple Saint Mind Method, she only needed to see her bank balance, see the profits from her stocks. As those numbers grew, the circulation of the mind method became smoother, increasing the efficacy of the method, making her spirit more peaceful and stable.

But, conversely… this caused her to despise and detest poverty and the poor more and more.

However, the original Le Mulan didn’t see any problem, poverty, the poor, money could shield her from it all.

Until she encountered Zhang Yu on the fighting stage.

Thinking of this, she took a deep breath, and clicked open Zhang Yu’s “moments”.

Le Mulan encouraged herself inwardly, “The moments of a poor person, here I come!”

First to greet her eyes was a selfie of Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen standing at the entrance of White Dragon High.

The accompanying text read: “We’re back at White Dragon High! Song Hailong, the top student in the first year, invited us to provide teaching guidance.

If anyone desires guidance, feel free to contact me anytime.”

“Song Hailong actually spent money to have the poor person Zhang Yu provide guidance?”

Upon seeing this, Le Mulan’s eyes lit up slightly. “He doesn’t want 400,000, but he is willing to accept money to teach a class?”