Chinese Superman

Xia Xinghan knew he was cheating, but he didn't expect others to be too.

He now suspects that the authorities are hiding something.

You call this "national defense"?

To be in charge of a mountain, even a saintly ruler couldn't be more powerful!

Xia Xinghan had seen the Zhenguo Zhi before; Tan Qingyue, who carried the sword of King Goujian of Yue, was a genuine Zhenguo Zhi.

Even that unruly Sun Kongkong, who seems to have no sense of propriety and at first glance appears to be just Tan Qingyue's follower, is actually more formidable than Tan Qingyue and is in charge of a sacred relic!

No wonder that on the night they returned to the base from Wangjia'ao, countless powerful figures were watching them from all sides, and they were surrounded by enemies, but none of them dared to make a move.

It turned out that the escorting force consisted not only of an armed helicopter formation, but also two top-tier experts: a Saintly Enforcer and a National Guardian Enforcer.

However, according to Xia Xinghan's intuition, even if Tan and Sun joined forces on Wudang Mountain's home turf, they would probably find it difficult to gain an advantage against Master Zhang.

Standing on Wudang Mountain, this old Taoist priest is undoubtedly the number one person in the Xia Kingdom!

Even after leaving the blessed land, its foundation is far beyond that of ordinary state-protecting officials.

As everyone was shocked, a violent coughing fit rang out.

"Cough cough...cough...Teacher..."

The students snapped back to reality and looked in the direction of the sound. They saw Huang Tao lying slumped in the pile of debris, his face pale, his forehead covered in cold sweat, and a trace of blood foam at the corner of his mouth. His right hand was tightly clutching his chest, and each cough caused his body to spasm in pain.

Teacher Li frowned slightly and quickly stepped forward.

He crouched down and, with professional and swift movements, gently pressed and probed several key points on Huang Tao's chest, his expression immediately hardening.

"Fragmentation of the third and fourth ribs on the left side, accompanied by minor internal bleeding and organ concussion."

Teacher Li quickly made a judgment, glancing at Xiang Xiaohu out of the corner of her eye. Instead of blaming him, she showed a look of approval.

"As expected of a five-year-old A-rank, that punch just now was quite powerful."

"Huang Tao's muscle-strengthening ability, when activated at full power, causes his muscle density and resilience to increase dramatically, making his defense roughly equivalent to a GA3-level heavy bulletproof vest. Even so, Xiao Hu still managed to break his ribs with a single punch!"

"If Little Tiger truly unleashes the power of the Overlord Cauldron..."

He paused, not continuing, but his unfinished words already shocked everyone.

If Xiang Xiaohu had struck with all his might just now, Huang Tao would probably be a cold corpse by now.

The difference in strength is truly astounding!

"Teacher... I... I feel like I can't breathe... It hurts so much... Please help me..." Huang Tao's voice was filled with sobs and fear; he was truly terrified.

"Don't panic, the teacher is here, you won't die."

Teacher Li spoke calmly, offering words of comfort while taking an item out of her ordinary black shoulder bag.

It was a stone pillow about a foot long and half a foot wide, with a bluish-gray color and a fairly smooth surface, but its shape was simple and unadorned, with some broken edges and even roughness, exuding a heavy sense of age.

On the back of the stone pillow, faint traces of engraving can be seen.

Teacher Li carefully laid Huang Tao flat and then placed a stone pillow behind his neck.

"T-Teacher...I'm about to die, and you still want me to...sleep on a pillow?" Huang Tao exclaimed in disbelief, feeling both anxious and in pain, with tears welling up in his eyes.

"This pillow is named 'The Neck-Soothing Stone Often Used by King Wu of Wei'."

While adjusting the stone pillow, Teacher Li calmly explained, "According to research, this is a medical stone pillow used by Cao Cao, the Emperor Wu of Wei, to relieve his headaches. After the spiritual energy was restored, it also revived and was classified as a Class B relic."

As he finished speaking, he gently placed his palm on the stone pillow.

The unremarkable bluish-gray stone pillow had a faint, warm, jade-like milky-white halo emanating from its interior. The halo spread along the surface of the stone pillow like flowing water, quickly enveloping Huang Tao's head, neck, and upper body.

"Its ability is not healing, but rather 'comfort' and 'relieving'."

Teacher Li's voice clearly reached every student's ears, just like when she was explaining knowledge points in class.

"It can greatly alleviate the immediate feelings of pain, fatigue, and various negative states, and stimulate the body's potential to temporarily maintain vital signs and basic activity abilities."

"As long as it's not a minor, fatal injury, it can make you feel 'completely healed' for a period of time, as if you've been fully revived."

As he explained, the stone pillow shone with an even warmer glow.

As Huang Tao lay in the light, his pained expression quickly subsided, his pale face regained some color, and his rapid, disordered breathing gradually became steady and long.

Just over ten seconds later, he actually managed to sit up on his own. He touched his chest and, although he could still feel a faint pain and discomfort, the suffocating feeling and excruciating pain of near death had completely disappeared.

"It really doesn't hurt anymore!"

Huang Tao was both surprised and delighted. He moved his arms and found that apart from feeling a little weak, they were almost the same as usual.

Don't be too happy yet, this is just an illusion.

Teacher Li withdrew his palm, and the brilliance of the stone pillow gradually receded, returning to its original simplicity.

"It hasn't healed your fractures and internal injuries; it's just forcibly suppressing the pain and stimulating your life force to maintain function. You must receive proper medical treatment after class, otherwise, if the injuries backfire, the consequences will be more serious. Now, focus on the lesson."

His gaze swept over the faces of the class, each one filled with astonishment and curiosity. He put the stone pillow back into his bag and said frankly, "That's right, I am also a wielder. This 'Neck-Comforting Stone' is the instrument I wield."

An uproar erupted in the classroom.

The usually serious and capable homeroom teacher, Ms. Li, is actually a Class B weapon handler!

Moreover, it is in the possession of such a peculiar auxiliary relic!

Master Zhang, who had been standing quietly to the side, flicked his whisk and stepped onto the platform with unhurried steps.

"I have come here today to teach you a technique."

Gongfa?

All the students in the Kaitian Class, including Xia Xinghan, perked up and listened intently.

"All things in the world rely on a source. The human body, a microcosm, also has its own essence, qi, and spirit." Master Zhang's eyes were clear as he slowly explained, "Whether what you possess is a 'special ability' bestowed by nature or a 'relic' acquired later in life, how it manifests depends entirely on the strength of your own life source."

He looked at the student with special abilities who had been greatly shocked.

"The reason why your special abilities seem weak is not because the abilities themselves are inferior, but because the 'vessels' that bear these abilities—that is, your own bodies and spirits—are not strong and expansive enough. If the source of strength is enhanced, the 'special power' you wield will naturally increase accordingly."

He then looked at Xia Xinghan, Xiang Xiaohu, and other students who were holding the weapons.

"It is certainly impressive to wield relics and use them to defeat enemies, but the power of relics often requires drawing upon the blood, energy, and spirit of the wielder. Over time, this is like draining a pond to catch fish, depleting one's own resources and even shortening one's lifespan. This is the norm."

"Therefore, when Wudang was revived and I was in harmony with the spirit of the relics of the mountain gate, I was moved by something and with the heavens and earth as witness, I created a method called the Zhou Tian Hun Yuan Wu Ji Gong."