Starting with magical girls, I'll reign supreme for eternity.

How to perfectly master your body and train to your limits without injuring it.

If you want to cultivate yourself and enter the Tao, this is undoubtedly the most important lesson you need to master.

An injury like that takes at least ten days to half a month to heal, and the damage to training is immeasurable. Jiang Si, who values ​​efficiency, would never allow that to happen.

“If you’re going to be a magical girl, you have to become stronger.” Jiang Keke looked at the liniment for bruises that Jiang Si had thrown at her feet, her tone still icy. “Don’t you have any equipment that a normal person could use?”

"One hundred and five kilograms, which is within the average range for an average person."

"What kind of livestock are you talking about, the ordinary people?" Coco picked up the plaster, leaned against the wall, and slowly went back into the house. "I'll find something else to use tomorrow."

After returning to the house, I waited for a while and heard my older brother come back inside.

Coco pushed open the door again and tiptoed out.

Looking at the heavy, black lump of iron, a hint of ruthlessness appeared on his face. "I refuse to believe it!"

He took out the Miracle Seed and suppressed his voice to the lowest level of transformation.

A fiery red light shone during the transformation, illuminating the entire hall in a crimson glow.

He quickly withdrew his magic power, suppressing the dissipated energy to a minimum, and looked up to make sure Jiang Si hadn't noticed anything.

She then reached out and grabbed the metal lump again.

With a sudden burst of strength, he lifted the barbell.

"That's all there is to it..."

She had intended to say that, but even with her magic suppressed, she felt an astonishing weight and struggle as she lifted the massive iron block with her magical girl body.

Coco had seen Jiang Sina's exercise before; she could lift it up easily, even with one hand, and do the exercises while reading a book.

Is it really a monster?

Even if someone suddenly came and told her that her only blood relative was actually a calamity beast, Coco wouldn't doubt it.

But maybe I'm just too weak...

As a newly born magical girl, her magical power and control precision are both very poor.

After parting ways with Ms. Ziyuan, she and Yinlian took another test, and the results were very unfavorable.

She's considered relatively weak among the new magical girls.

Silver Lotus comforted her, saying that even though Celeste's initial abilities weren't outstanding, she still became a top magical girl.

But Coco never thought of herself as that kind of amazing person.

If you're not good enough, you'll always be not good enough, and there's no chance of a turnaround or a meteoric rise to fame.

But she wants to become stronger.

If I don't become stronger, I might never see Shion-sensei again, and I won't be able to catch up with her and become her good friend.

The thought of becoming friends with Ms. Ziyuan warmed Coco's heart once again.

Using magic and precise control, she began to truly hone her abilities with the help of this dark, iron lump.

……

Early in the morning, Jiang Si came down from her bedroom and saw the sunken floor and a slightly deformed barbell.

He certainly sensed that Coco transformed into a magical girl yesterday; that idiot has no way of controlling the overflow of power, it's impossible not to notice.

For the first time, Jiang Si wanted to ask her:

Why stay up all night and keep using magic to torment the barbell?

Even if you want to practice manipulating magic, there's no need to tinker around late at night.

He was intermittently awakened several times by the sound of the barbell falling.

When Jiang Si came out, Coco also came out of the house, still with dark circles under her eyes. She glanced at the mess she had made of the floor, then turned her head away, saying, "I accidentally..."

I accidentally spent the whole night there.

"Go to your second uncle's house this afternoon and ask him for help to repair the floor. Your second uncle owes the family 160,000 yuan, so he won't charge you for repairing the floor."

"Ah."

Coco nodded. "Sorry."

"Let's go to the yard next time."

"know."

Despite her coldness and arguments, Jiang Keke would still honestly admit her mistakes.

From this perspective, my younger sister's rebellious phase has never been very severe.

He carried his schoolbag, grabbed a leftover steamed bun from the kitchen, added some leftovers from last night, and headed to school.

Today is Saturday, so Coco, a junior high student, doesn't have to go to school.

But Jiang Si is a second-year high school student, and the school has make-up classes on Saturdays.

Jiang Si skips most classes, but she doesn't skip the make-up classes on Saturdays.

Because there are very few people at school on Saturdays, only the second-year high school students come to class—the third-year students will be taking the college entrance examination soon, and there are no make-up classes on Saturdays.

Therefore, it is easy to encounter students who are alone, which gives opportunities to hooligans outside the school.

The location of No. 4 Middle School is remote, and these thugs come to the area on Saturdays to show off, making it difficult for the school to catch them.

It is Jiang Si's best practical target.

Although I am a bit weak, I can still clearly feel my progress in actual combat.

A punching bag that can fight back is hard to find.

Moreover, there was no math class this morning, so he planned to attend.

It's not that Jiang Sixue doesn't understand math; it's just that he's thoroughly familiar with high school math, so he can't improve his grades in this subject.

Moreover, his math score didn't drag down his overall score.

Therefore, taking math class is a complete waste of time.

Of all his high school studies, the subjects he forgot the most were Chinese and English. Even if he had memorized them, he would easily forget them if he didn't look at them for a long time.

He's pretty good at math, physics, and even chemistry; with a little review, he can usually get back the feel for solving problems he used to have.

He has poor memory for written words, but he always remembers formulas and equations very well once he has memorized them.

You need to get a decent score, at least enough to get into a top-tier university, because top-tier universities in Beihai offer majors that study the fundamental nature of magical powers in magical girls, and the research is quite in-depth, with corresponding high-level papers and reports.

It's far more efficient than what they could accomplish by themselves.

A second-tier university is no good. In BH City, the theoretical level of the magical girl major at a second-tier university is basically garbage.

As for junior college graduates, they are not qualified to study magical girls in BH City.

Therefore, Jiang Si's goal is to keep her total score at the first-tier university level and get into a university that has a deep understanding of magical girls, so as to study the power of magical girls and related knowledge in depth.

The information that Qingyun Sect can obtain is too superficial. If you want to know about the cutting-edge theoretical research results on magical girls, you have to go to university to find them yourself, because many studies are directly blocked by the Disaster Management Bureau after they are completed and are not made public.

However, Bing Tang's network of connections at universities is rather limited.

On the one hand, her family doesn't have much contact with people related to universities, and on the other hand, none of the disciples in the entire Qingyun Sect are old enough to go to university yet—that's right, even Susan, the mole, is a high school student, although she has dropped out and is currently focusing on her work at the Disaster Management Bureau.

Jiang Si looked up at the Fourth High School in the distance, her thoughts already drifting to university.

He plans to try taking the college entrance exam again at the end of his second year of high school; another year is too long for him.

"Don't you have money? You're dressed so well, how could you not have money? Don't be so nervous, just consider it making friends, we'll treat you next time..."

A familiar voice came from not far away.

Actually, the school is quite far away, so these hooligans don't dare to get too close. But there are always some less convenient routes to school, and if they're late, they might try to take a shortcut.

That would make it easy for them to get caught by these thugs.

Jiang Si didn't recognize the boy surrounded by three thugs, nor did he need to.

He walked straight toward the three thugs.

"The cripple."

The "cripple" refers to the eldest of the three, whose leg is limping.

It was broken by Jiang Si, and it still hasn't healed.

He was rather thin, with almost no flesh on his face, like a monkey, yet the sinister look between his brows was enough to frighten anyone who saw him.

This guy's been to jail before; he's chopped someone off, even cutting off one of their arms.

This is also why he became famous in the underworld; he's ruthless.

In fact, he was the most powerful person in the vicinity of No. 4 Middle School, with the largest territory and more than a dozen followers following him every day.

Among his peers, he was undoubtedly a terrifying figure.

When he heard someone call him a cripple, he turned around, his face barely concealing his ferocity. "You fucking asking for it!"

However, when he turned around and saw Jiang Si, he was stunned.

The fierceness in his eyes vanished instantly, replaced by a clearer look.

The other two henchmen beside him immediately released the student from No. 4 Middle School, who then ran towards the school, but no one paid him any attention.

They all bowed and scraped, smiling at Jiang Si, and even offered him cigarettes: "Brother Jiang, what brings you to school today?"

"Tutoring".

Jiang Si glanced at the cripple, "Come here."

Of all the thugs, the cripple is the most courageous.

He hit her countless times, but she was still defiant and dared to fight him again.

That's why Jiang Si's first words to him every time she talks to him.

"Come and fight."

The cripple instinctively took a step back, his throat churning.

I fought Jiang Si three times.