If I let you practice martial arts, you'll compress your vital energy ten thousand times?

The next morning.

Seventh Security Zone, Gaowu No.1 Middle School.

The top-level combat simulation hall, covering several thousand square meters, was bustling with activity.

Today is our weekly practical combat training session.

The senior martial arts students all changed into tight-fitting anti-strike training suits and were eager to fight under the alloy ring in the center of the venue.

Lin Yuan, wearing an old training uniform that was a bit faded from washing, stood at the very edge of the crowd and yawned listlessly.

"Ah Yuan, you absolutely mustn't try to stand up for yourself today."

Zhao Hai, his best friend, came over and lowered his voice nervously.

"Those rich kids, Chu Tiankuo and his gang, looked at you like they wanted to eat you alive today!"

"He's a freak at the high-level Bone Forging Realm; a casual punch from him can generate over a thousand kilograms of force. If you really face him in the ring, just admit defeat without hesitation!"

Lin Yuan nodded slightly without saying anything.

Last night in the rooftop corridor, he completely ignored Chu Tiankuo's provocation.

For a demon god whose physical body has been compressed two hundred thousand times and who can tear apart a grandmaster with a flick of his wrist.

Bone Forging Realm?

This is like a tiny dust mite trying to declare war on a neutron star. This level of provocation couldn't even elicit a ripple of emotion from Lin Yuan.

"quiet!"

On the stage, the practical training instructor roared, and the entire audience fell silent instantly.

The instructor's gaze swept over the crowd, and he said in a deep voice, "Practical combat, stop when you've made your point! Who wants to go first?"

"Mentor, I'll go first."

As soon as he finished speaking, a tall and imposing figure leaped lightly onto the alloy arena, which was more than three meters high, like an eagle.

It was Chu Tiankuo!

He was dressed in an expensive, dark purple high-level combat suit, and held a long alloy sword that gleamed with a cold, menacing light upside down in his hand.

That powerful true energy, belonging to the high-level Bone Forging Realm, swept across the arena like a whirlwind.

"So strong!"

"As expected of the eldest son of the Chu family, this fluctuation of true energy probably isn't far from the Qi Gathering Realm!"

The students below the stage gasped in awe.

Chu Tiankuo stood in the center of the arena, thoroughly enjoying the feeling of being the center of attention.

He surveyed the room from his elevated position, and finally, his menacing gaze locked onto Lin Yuan in the corner.

"Lin Yuan".

Chu Tiankuo pointed the tip of his sword at the audience below, a sneer of undisguised contempt curling at the corner of his mouth.

"I heard that you behaved 'extraordinarily' in the gravity chamber of the special training camp. Not only did you take a nap, but you also walked out unharmed."

"As your classmate, I'd really like to experience your 'extraordinary' ability to withstand blows."

"Come up here and spar with me!"

Whoosh—!

The entire audience erupted in uproar!

Everyone stared at Chu Tiankuo in disbelief, then turned their sympathetic and mocking gazes toward Lin Yuan.

A genius at the high level of the Bone Forging Realm actually took the initiative to challenge a piece of trash at the first level of the Blood Qi Realm?

This isn't a friendly exchange; it's clearly one-sided abuse!

"Chu Tiankuo, don't go too far!"

Just then, a cold and angry voice rang out.

Su Qinghan stepped out from the crowd, her beautiful face covered in frost.

"Lin Yuan is only at the Qi and Blood Realm. What kind of skill is it for you to challenge him? If you've got the guts, then fight me!"

Seeing Su Qinghan publicly defend Lin Yuan, Chu Tiankuo's jealousy exploded like a bucket of gasoline being poured on him!

"Qinghan, this is the rule of practical classes. As the class monitor, it's perfectly reasonable for me to give some guidance to the weaker students."

Chu Tiankuo gritted his teeth, staring intently at Lin Yuan, his voice icy and chilling.

"Lin Yuan, is all you can do is hide behind a woman like a coward?"

"If you're a man, get up here!"

Faced with Chu Tiankuo's aggressive insults, the whole class focused their attention on Lin Yuan.

Zhao Hai, sweating profusely, gripped Lin Yuan's sleeve tightly: "A-Yuan, don't be impulsive! There's no shame in admitting defeat!"

Lin Yuan gently patted Zhao Hai's shoulder, signaling him to let go.

He raised his head, his dark, deep eyes completely still.

"OK."

Lin Yuan uttered two words calmly.

Then, to the astonishment of the entire audience, he slowly walked toward the ring.

There were no flashy leaps, nor any bursts of true energy.

He was like an old man in his twilight years, climbing up the metal steps along the edge of the ring, one step at a time.

This completely unprofessional demeanor drew a burst of merciless laughter from the audience.

"Is this guy trying to be funny?"

"I bet he won't even be able to withstand one move from Young Master Chu!"

On the arena.

Chu Tiankuo looked at Lin Yuan, who stood in front of him, his body riddled with weaknesses, and a cruel killing intent flashed in his eyes.

"Swords and blades have no eyes, Lin Yuan, you'd better watch out!"

boom!

The moment the instructor announced the start.

Chu Tiankuo held nothing back, and his true energy erupted from his entire body!

The alloy floor beneath his feet suddenly dented, leaving a footprint. He charged towards Lin Yuan like a furious cheetah, accompanied by a violent gust of air that seemed to tear through the ground!

"Take this—Wind-Breaking Slash!"

Chu Tiankuo roared and raised his alloy longsword high.

With his true energy flowing in, the longsword burst forth with a dazzling sword light, carrying a terrifying power that could cleave in two, and slashed down fiercely at Lin Yuan's shoulder!

He was going to cripple Lin Yuan's arm with a single sword strike!

Make him completely crippled!

Faced with this ferocious and unparalleled attack, the girls in the audience covered their eyes in fright, and Zhao Hai closed his eyes in despair.

Only Su Qinghan stared intently at the arena, her beautiful eyes filled with anticipation rather than worry.

Because she firmly believed that as the successor of a grandmaster, Lin Yuan could never lose!

On the arena.

The wind from the sword rushed towards him, causing the stray hairs on Lin Yuan's forehead to fly wildly.

But in his eyes, which had undergone two hundred thousand physical compressions, the ultimate Daoist eyes...

Chu Tiankuo's lightning-fast movements were a hundred times slower than slow motion in a movie! He could even clearly see the direction of force exerted by every muscle fiber of the opponent.

"Too weak."

Lin Yuan let out a bored sigh in his heart.

He didn't even have the inclination to dodge.

But in order to maintain their public image.

Lin Yuan suddenly stepped back.

Just the instant he pretended to back away.

Lin Yuan's right toe seemingly casually tapped the hard alloy ring surface slightly.

Ding.

There was no deafening noise.

There was no damage visible to the naked eye.

But at the microscopic physical dimension.

A terrifyingly high-frequency sound wave, formed from the compression of extreme qi and blood two hundred thousand times, so pure it's outrageous!

Following Lin Yuan's toes, like an invisible venomous snake, it instantly pierced through the metal structure of the arena and precisely coiled into the meridians of Chu Tiankuo's legs in mid-air!

boom!

This absolute physical shock directly shattered the balance of true qi that was originally circulating wildly within Chu Tiankuo's body!

"What?!"

While in mid-air, Chu Tiankuo suddenly felt a heart-wrenching pain in the meridians of his legs.

His previously flawless power generation structure collapsed instantly at this moment!

Without guidance, the true energy within his dantian surged wildly through his body like a runaway horse, directly causing the most dreaded fatal backlash for martial artists—qi deviation and demonic possession!

"puff--!!!"

Just a second ago, Chu Tiankuo was all majestic and arrogant.

next second.

Suddenly, a large mouthful of bright red blood spurted out in mid-air!

His raised sword instantly lost all its true energy.

boom!

It was accompanied by an unusually muffled loud bang.

Chu Tiankuo completely lost his balance, like a kite with a broken string, and slammed face down onto the hard alloy ring in a disheveled "dog-face-shit" posture!

The immense impact shattered all his teeth.

Click!

And in his hand was an expensive alloy longsword, said to be able to cut through iron like mud.

It also happened the instant it fell and touched the ring.

Resonated by the remaining high-frequency sound waves, it shattered into metal fragments scattered all over the ground!

The audience.

A deathly silence.

It was so quiet that the only sound was the whistling of the cold wind blowing through the venue.

Everyone, including the practical training instructor, was stunned, staring dumbfounded at the utterly absurd scene unfolding on the stage.

What happened?!

Chu Tiankuo had clearly launched a fatal attack and was about to cripple Lin Yuan.

How did he suddenly... vomit blood and fall flat on his face?! Even his sword shattered?!

"This...this is..."

The mentor swallowed hard and rushed onto the stage in horror.

He examined Chu Tiankuo's chaotic pulse, his voice trembling uncontrollably:

"True energy reversed! Meridians severed!"

"Chu Tiankuo... actually suffered a qi deviation at the crucial moment?!"

boom!

The phrase "going astray" exploded like a bombshell in the crowd.

"Holy crap! Lin Yuan's luck is just too incredible!"

"Young Master Chu actually suffered a qi deviation while unleashing his ultimate attack? What are the odds of that?!"

"Lin Yuan must have been kissed by Lady Luck! He escaped a disaster!"

Listening to the envious, jealous, and resentful comments from the audience below.

Lin Yuan looked at Chu Tiankuo, who had fainted on the ground, and blinked expressionlessly.

"Professor, he suddenly collapsed, and I didn't even touch him."

Lin Yuan's tone was utterly innocent.

"It's not your fault, he forced his true energy and it backfired! Quick! Medical team!" the instructor shouted frantically.

Soon, Chu Tiankuo was carried out on a stretcher like a dead dog.

His carefully cultivated image as an invincible genius at Gaowu No. 1 High School shattered more completely than the long sword in the face of this "dog-face-shit" moment.

At this time.

Standing below the stage, Su Qinghan stared intently at Lin Yuan as he walked off the stage.

Others can't see the secret.

But she, who had been closely watching Lin Yuan, caught a glimpse of the slight touch of Lin Yuan's toes on the ground in that instant!

"Stepping with powerful movements... the physical shockwaves are backfiring on my inner energy?!"

Su Qinghan's heart pounded, and her fair cheeks flushed with extreme excitement.

"This is absolutely legendary, unparalleled micro-management technique!"

"On the surface, it seems like luck, but in reality, it's an invisible, devastating attack!"

"Lin Yuan, your skill in pretending to be weak while actually being strong has reached an unparalleled level!"

Su Qinghan was wildly imagining things in her mind.

They felt an ever-growing awe for Lin Yuan's hidden and terrifying strength.

No wonder he is the successor of that mysterious master of external martial arts!

Lin Yuan, meanwhile, slowly returned to the corner of the group amidst Zhao Hai's incredulous exclamation.

A perfect physical dimensional reduction attack.

Not tainted by any cause or effect, not revealing any true identity.

Hidden strength and name.