Full-Time Martial Saint

Xu Baiwei herself didn't know why she had to explain these things to Chen Cong. After she finished speaking, neither of them said anything more, and the atmosphere became somewhat awkward.

"Actually, there's another reason I asked you to come today."

After a moment, Xu Baiwei suddenly spoke again: "You should try not to use the blood-activating potions from the black market."

"Most of those things haven't undergone professional and thorough purification and refining. They contain a lot of residual blood and flesh evil energy from the fused beasts and herbal toxins. Long-term use can damage one's foundation at best, and at worst, it can even affect one's sanity, turning one into a bloodthirsty and tyrannical dangerous individual."

Every year, many martial artists across the entire planet lose control and cause tragedies due to taking blood-activating and qi-boosting drugs from unofficial sources.

"If the school finds out you took blood-activating potions from the black market, they probably won't let it go easily."

"That's why I asked for your help." Chen Cong said with a faint smile, "Don't worry, I'll be careful. If I sense anything is wrong, I'll stop taking it immediately."

"You!" Xu Baiwei was clearly angry when she saw that Chen Cong had not listened to her advice.

Chen Cong didn't continue to argue, but slowly changed the subject: "You can do some strength training recently. Just practice the simplest punches. When you can control your strength as easily as you move your arms, then slowly try to integrate this control into your fist techniques."

"If you can control your power in your boxing, then your boxing skills will have officially entered the minor mastery stage."

Xu Baiwei nodded slightly and didn't say anything more.

The two were just casual acquaintances and didn't have a particularly good relationship. Since Chen Cong was unwilling to talk about the Qi and Blood Elixir, she naturally didn't want to say too much either.

"Okay, I'm going to practice my boxing. Why don't you stay here and train on the fitness machine first? I can ask you questions later if I have any." Xu Baiwei stood up and spoke slowly, her tone noticeably more distant.

Chen Congqing hummed in agreement, got up, and followed her to the physical training machine.

"It's the standard training mode. I've been using the standard training mode in my physical training classes at school for the past two days."

Seeing that she had already started the device, Chen reminded her.

Xu Baiwei didn't say anything, but directly switched the physical training machine to "standard training mode". After watching Chen Cong walk in, she sighed with a complicated expression and turned to walk towards the other side of the arena area.

Time quickly passed and it was noon.

When Xu Baiwei realized that she seemed to have forgotten to time the physical training machine, she hurriedly ended her boxing practice and rushed over. Just then, Chen Cong was dragging his swaying body out of the physical training machine.

Seeing this, Xu Baiwei quickly stepped forward to help him up.

"Are you crazy!?"

"Why didn't you call a stop when you couldn't hold on any longer?"

"While the standard training regimen won't kill you, given your overall physical condition, 90 minutes of training is enough to ruin you!"

Seeing Chen Cong, who was soaked in sweat and could barely stand, Xu Baiwei scolded him repeatedly.

With her help, Chen Cong slowly walked to the sofa and sat down, forcing a smile as he said, "I'm fine, I just wanted to see where my limits are..."

"you……"

"My overall physical fitness level is 3.0."

Just as Xu Baiwei was about to say something, Chen Cong suddenly spoke up and said something that surprised her slightly.

"So fast!? Level 3.0 already?"

Chen Cong nodded: "I was probably at the limit of level 2.8 before. These past few days, I've been eating nutritious meals and practicing stance training, which has led to a certain improvement in my overall physical fitness."

Xu Baiwei thought about it again and agreed that this made sense, so she didn't ask any further questions.

"Before practicing martial arts, everyone has some potential accumulated within them. This is almost always the case when you first start practicing martial arts; there will be a short period of explosive growth."

"Once this accumulated potential is used up, the improvement will naturally slow down."

Xu Baiwei came up with an explanation herself, then turned around and called out, "Xiao Nuo, bring two bottles of our special energy drink."

"Yes, Master."

After responding, the intelligent robot Xiao Nuo quickly delivered two bottles of special drinks.

"Let's replenish our bodily functions. I'll have someone prepare lunch right away."

Xu Baiwei handed one of the drinks to Chen Cong and began to speak.

"Thank you." Chen Cong took the drink, thanked him, and started drinking it straight away.

After drinking the beverage, the small amount of energy quickly dissipated in his body, which did relieve some of his fatigue.

After resting for nearly half an hour, he turned to Xu Baiwei and asked, "How is it? Do you have any new questions about the boxing technique?"

Xu Baiwei nodded, about to speak, but then suddenly changed her mind and said, "The matter of boxing techniques is not urgent. You rest first, and I will go check on how the nutritional meals are being prepared."

Watching her departing figure, Chen Cong breathed a sigh of relief, a hint of joy appearing on his face.

If the improvement in his overall physical fitness level from 2.8 to 2.9 during the physical training session two days ago could be explained by the theory mentioned earlier, then the fact that his overall physical fitness level has improved from 2.9 to 3.0 in just two days is definitely something to be happy about.

The fact that he improved by 0.1 levels in two days might indeed be, as Xu Baiwei said, due to the potential that his body had accumulated over the previous 17 years, which was now being unleashed as he began martial arts training.

But in any case, this speed of improvement did significantly reduce the pressure on his mind.

Currently, with a martial arts skill score of 671 and an overall physical fitness level of 3.0, it means that his two-month bet with the academic director Liu Bingran is basically no longer a problem.

The only pressing issue now is how to obtain the title of "Blackstone Trialer" within three months. In addition, there is the college entrance examination nine months later, and whether the candidate can successfully raise their overall physical fitness to level 5.

……

Three o'clock in the afternoon.

After enjoying a high-quality nutritious meal at the Tianwu Training Hall and receiving some pointers on internal energy cultivation techniques from Xu Baiwei, Chen Cong hailed a driverless taxi and returned to Xiangcheng No. 1 Middle School.

A few days ago, before leaving, Chen Changhe, the father, specifically instructed him to buy some things to thank Zhang Kui and to visit his former homeroom teacher, Wang Lijun.

Since there was nothing too urgent at the moment, he bought some fruit and supplements at the school gate, planning to go to the nearby Cultural College first and then visit Zhang Kui later.

Chen Cong called Wang Lijun in advance from the front of the faculty dormitory building of the Cultural College to confirm that she was at home, and then went to find her at the address.

The door opened, and Wang Lijun, dressed in plain-colored home clothes, warmly invited him in.

"You silly child, you're here, why did you bring anything?"

Seeing the various gifts Chen Cong was carrying, Wang Lijun scolded him with a stern face.

Chen Cong chuckled and put the items aside, explaining, "It's just some fruit, not much money."

"Besides, I can't come to see you empty-handed."

Wang Lijun didn't say anything more, pointing to the old-fashioned sofa next to her: "Sit down first, I'll go get you a cup of tea."

"Teacher Wang, no need to trouble yourself, I'm not thirsty."

As Chen Cong spoke, he slowly walked to the sofa and sat down, his eyes taking in the neatly tidied room.

This was the first time he had visited Wang Lijun's home in more than two years. The house assigned by the school was not very big, and the decoration and furniture were obviously quite old, but it was very clean.

As Chen Cong looked around, he suddenly noticed the black and white portrait of a deceased person on the old-fashioned desk on the left side of the living room, and his brows furrowed instantly.

Just then, Wang Lijun came over with a cup of tea. Seeing him staring at the portrait, she said slowly, "That's my son. He should be seven or eight years older than you."

Chen Cong was somewhat surprised to hear this. In the past two years, he had never heard of Wang Lijun having a deceased son.

"Five years ago, he had just been admitted to Kyoto Martial Arts University. When he came back for summer vacation, he invited two classmates to go for a night cruise on Zhonghu Lake. However, an accident occurred. Only the clothes of the three people were left on the shore. Even... even their bodies were not found..." Wang Lijun said, sitting opposite him, her voice choked with emotion.

Zhonghu!?

Upon hearing this, Chen immediately recalled what Zhang Kui had said the day before yesterday about the origin of Zhonghu.

"Has the relevant department not investigated this matter?" Chen Cong asked, holding his teacup.

"They investigated and said it might have been swept into the mine shaft at the bottom of the lake by an undercurrent. The patrol department sent people to search for it for several days, but there were no results."

"Later, Zhonghu was also under martial law for several months, and the matter was eventually dropped."

As Wang Lijun spoke, large tears began to flow uncontrollably.

Chen Cong narrowed his eyes, instinctively realizing that this matter was definitely not as simple as the officials had described.

Wang Lijun's son was able to get into a prestigious martial arts university in Kyoto, which proves that his overall physical fitness must be at least level seven. After spending a semester at the university, his strength and martial arts skills are beyond what ordinary people can match.

What kind of undercurrent could cause a quasi-martial artist to be swept into the riverbed mine without even a chance to resist?

"It's all in the past, let's not talk about it anymore."

After grieving for a while, Wang Lijun wiped away her tears and asked, "Chen Cong, how have you been doing at the martial arts academy these past few days?"

Chen Cong suppressed his thoughts and nodded: "It's alright, the teachers and classmates are all quite nice to me."

Wang Lijun nodded repeatedly: "That's good, that's good."

"Your teacher was worried that you wouldn't be used to it when you got to the martial arts academy."

……

The teacher and student chatted for a while, and when it was 4:30 in the afternoon, Wang Lijun stood up and said, "Please sit down for a while. I'll go buy some groceries. Please stay for dinner tonight."

Upon hearing this, Chen Cong quickly stood up and said, "No, Teacher Wang, I have made an appointment with another teacher from the Martial Arts Academy to ask him for guidance on boxing techniques."

Wang Lijun paused for a moment and said, "Well... since you have important business to attend to, I won't keep you any longer. Come over next weekend when you have time, and I'll prepare the food in advance."

Chen nodded in agreement, politely declined her offer to see him off, bowed, and left directly.

"Professor Zhang should know some inside information about what happened in Zhonghu. I can ask him about it later!" After leaving the Cultural Academy, Chen bought another gift, planning to ask Zhang Kui about what exactly happened in Zhonghu five years ago when he visited him later.