The martial arts competition had concluded several days prior, and Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen finally received an advertisement – a group advertisement featuring the competition’s participants.

Walking down the road, Zhang Yu couldn’t help but ask, “Did you hear what Song Hailong said yesterday? Why did he, a mere third-place finisher, receive a personal advertisement, while we only received a group ad?”

Bai Zhenzhen pursed her lips and responded, “I made some inquiries, and the general reason is… half a year of school has already passed, and in another half year, we’ll be promoted to the second year of high school.”

Hearing Bai Zhenzhen’s answer, Zhang Yu felt utterly confused, “Reputation collapse? How could we possibly have a reputation collapse? Are they worried we’ll toy with our fans?”

Bai Zhenzhen gave Zhang Yu a sidelong glance, stating matter-of-factly, “What nonsense are you spouting? Playing with fans hardly counts as a reputation collapse. They’re worried our grades will plummet after entering the second year of high school, because, after all, we’re poor!”

Zhang Yu instantly understood. In Kunxu, a scholar’s reputation collapsing meant their grades declining. That was reasonable enough.

But then, he became indignant: “Does being poor automatically mean we’ll collapse in our second year?”

“We’re already so impoverished, yet it’s even harder for us to earn money than someone like the wealthy Song Hailong.”

“He can get a personal advertisement, but we can’t.”

“By the way, why did they ask us to film the group ad then? Are they not worried about us collapsing?”

Bai Zhenzhen looked at Zhang Yu as if he were intellectually challenged, “Are you stupid? In a group ad, if we collapse, they can just cut us out, can’t they?”

Half an hour later, the two arrived at a photography studio, where they found quite a few familiar faces from the three major high schools already present.

At that moment, these people were all intentionally or unintentionally glancing at a certain youth, a youth surrounded by more than ten staff members.

Bai Zhenzhen exclaimed curiously, “Who’s that? What a grand display!”

Zhang Yu was equally curious, “Didn’t they say the top eight from the martial arts competition would be filming a collective advertisement? This person doesn’t seem to be among the top eight, does he?”

Lian Tianji emerged from behind the two, saying, “That’s Yu Xinghan, a personal disciple found by True Man Xinghuo in another city. He should be transferring to White Dragon High School soon!”

Looking at the youth being pampered like a star, surrounded by assistants, makeup artists, directors, and the like, Bai Zhenzhen’s eyes flickered, “True Man Xinghuo? Are you talking about that Golden Core that was optimized down?”

Lian Tianji nodded upon hearing this, “According to True Man Xinghuo, this Yu Xinghan will inherit all of his legacy and wealth as his personal disciple, and will be the future top scorer of Songyang City’s college entrance examination.”

“Because of the title of Golden Core disciple and such high praise, the Xianyun Group pulled him in to film the advertisement together.”

“Look at Song Hailong, hehe… his eyes are practically shooting sparks. After all, this Yu Xinghan is transferring to White Dragon High School, and he’ll inevitably compete with Song Hailong for the top spot in the grade!”

Zhang Yu looked at Song Hailong, feeling like he was a stressed-out tabby cat, arching his back, bristling his fur, and staring fixedly at Yu Xinghan.

Zhang Yu’s eyes flashed, and he suddenly said, “Then this Yu Xinghan will participate in the upcoming competition, right?”

Lian Tianji nodded, “Naturally. In the next sports competition, this person will probably be a strong contender for the championship!”

His gaze towards Yu Xinghan also ignited with a trace of fighting spirit.

Just as Lian Tianji was conversing with Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen, a gaze was fixed ominously on the trio.

The owner of the gaze was none other than Le Mulan from Ziyun High School.

Le Mulan looked at the two while thinking to herself, “I’ve been looking at the photos he posts on his Moments every day recently, and they’re not as disgusting as before.”

“Might as well take this opportunity to move one step closer!”

But just thinking about getting close to Zhang Yu, Le Mulan couldn’t help but recall the scene of the other sitting on top of her, with dirty, hot, and fishy blood splattering all over her body, causing her to instinctively break out in goosebumps.

“Forget it, I’ll start with something simple first.”

“Anyway, during the official shoot later, I’ll have to get close to them!”

So Le Mulan silently observed the two, her gaze constantly shifting in their direction.

The next part of the shoot involved many competition participants recommending Xianyun Group’s tutoring institutions.

During the shoot, people kept finding opportunities to approach Yu Xinghan, curry favor, and add him as a friend, letting Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen truly feel the burning popularity of a true Golden Core disciple.

As for the central position of the entire advertisement, it was completely occupied by Yu Xinghan, surrounded by other competition participants, like green leaves surrounding a flower in the middle.

However, those like Zhang Yu, Le Mulan, and Song Hailong, who were in the top three of the martial arts competition, were green leaves beside the flower, Bai Zhenzhen, who was in fourth place, was like the stem beneath the green leaves, and Lian Tianji, who was ranked even lower, was like the soil under the flower.

According to the director, the words “Golden Core Real Man’s Personal Disciple” would fill the entire screen, with Yu Xinghan as the absolute protagonist.

During the shoot, Zhang Yu felt that Le Mulan, who came to his side, was a little strange, taking deep breaths and trembling slightly from time to time, which finally made him unable to help but ask, “What are you doing?”

Seeing Zhang Yu turn his head, Le Mulan couldn’t help but take a step back: “You… I’m fine, it’s none of your business!”

Zhang Yu cursed a neurosis in his heart and ignored her.

Le Mulan covered her nose, thinking to herself, “The smell on his body is so disgusting… Is this the subway smell that Mom talked about from poor people? It seems like it was right to come this time, I can slowly adapt!”

After spending four hours filming the advertisement, Zhang Yu received 30,000 yuan, while Bai Zhenzhen received 8,000 yuan, and they each went home.

However, not long after arriving home, Zhang Yu’s newly acquired 30,000 yuan was transformed into a Primordial Pill, which he swallowed in one gulp.

Feeling the violent medicinal power flowing through his entire body, Zhang Yu immediately seized the time to begin cultivating the Scarlet Marrow Primordial Qi.

As the medicinal power of the Primordial Pill spread through his limbs, bones, internal organs, and even bones, Zhang Yu felt as if his entire body was like a long drought meeting sweet rain.

In the process of him running the Scarlet Marrow Primordial Qi, it began to frantically absorb that medicinal power.

A full half hour later, the medicinal power slowly dissipated in his body.

But Zhang Yu knew that the medicinal power had not really disappeared, but was temporarily absorbed into his entire body’s muscles, internal organs, and bones.

Although Zhang Yu did not feel any improvement in his physical strength at this moment, he felt energetic and full of energy.

He knew that in the next few days, the absorbed medicinal power would continue to function, enhancing the effect of his cultivation in the process of him cultivating the Scarlet Marrow Primordial Qi, further strengthening his physical strength.

Immediately, he couldn’t wait to continue cultivating the Scarlet Marrow Primordial Qi.

An entire night passed, accompanied by Zhang Yu’s frantic cultivation of Scarlet Marrow Primordial Qi. He almost trained to exhaustion and lay down, and once the Ritual urged him, knowing that he could train again, he stood up and continued.

Under such extreme training, his physical strength suddenly increased from level 1.67 to level 1.70.

“Good medicine, really good medicine, this expensive stuff really has its reasons!”

So in the next few days, Zhang Yu seized every minute and second to constantly cultivate the Scarlet Marrow Primordial Qi, trying to continue to improve his physical strength as much as possible before the medicinal power really dissipated.

Sometimes, Zhang Yu couldn’t help but sigh in his heart: “Kunxu, you’ve really turned people into ghosts. I’ve actually started trying hard myself, and I haven’t heard the Ritual’s wailing for three days in a row!”

In this training process, Zhang Yu could feel that his body was getting stronger every moment.

“After all, the full power of level 10 Scarlet Marrow Primordial Qi, according to common sense, should be something that a senior high school scholar can do.”

“Now it’s used to improve my 1.7 physical strength, which is like a full-level boss returning to a novice village to level up, it really is brave and vigorous!”

In just three days, as the medicinal power was exhausted, his physical strength increased repeatedly, from level 1.70 to level 1.87.

At this moment, Zhang Yu stood in the classroom, feeling the medicinal power completely drained, and sighed in his heart, becoming more and more eager for money.

“In Kunxu… you really can’t do without money!”

Just as he was thinking this, the voice of the practical combat teacher, Lei Jun, came over, interrupting Zhang Yu, who was still absent-minded.

“Zhang Yu, He Dayou, you two form a group to spar!”

Zhang Yu was slightly stunned. He was almost always assigned to a group with Bai Zhenzhen in practical combat classes. Why was he in a group with He Dayou this time? A king fighting against a stubborn bronze? What did Lao Lei mean? Lei Jun’s meaning was very simple, he just wanted Zhang Yu to teach He Dayou a lesson, just because He Dayou’s performance in practical combat class recently had been too arrogant.

“Relying on the soaring physical strength to charge around, completely ignoring the practical combat skills I teach!”

So Lei Jun sent out his general Zhang Yu, intending to let him know the importance of combat skills and martial arts.

He Dayou came to Zhang Yu with a gloomy face, thinking in his heart: “After this period of implantation and adaptation training, my physical strength should be far above Zhang Yu’s.”

“But this kid’s practical combat ability is too strong…”

Just as He Dayou was calculating in his heart, he saw Zhang Yu already strike out with a palm.

He subconsciously reached out to block it, but found that Zhang Yu had grabbed his hand and was fighting him for strength.

“What!”

He Dayou was first surprised, then overjoyed: “You actually dare to compete with my current strength?”

He Dayou’s other hand also grabbed towards the other, and the two’s hands grabbed together. Along with the collision of mana, they each exploded with the strength in their bodies.

He Dayou roared and wanted to lift Zhang Yu up and throw him out of bounds.

But the next moment, He Dayou felt that the other’s hands were as firm as a rock, and did not move at all under his strength.

One more chapter.