Chen Ping's Sword

"Such a profound Sublime Technique, indeed, the world is different, and the fundamental logic is different too. Here, there is no True Qi, nor is there Qi and Blood in the soil, but one can conveniently cultivate the spirit and easily draw down Star Essence Power."

The differences between the two worlds were only briefly compared in Chen Ping’s mind, and he knew which direction he needed to develop.

Body Technique is not that critical, after all.

In the early stages, just focus solely on cultivating the Observation Technique.

The teacher mentioned that after reaching the Sitting and Forgetting Realm, one could harmonize body and mind, mind and Dao, directly transforming the body to the extraordinary, and attempt to condense the soul, emerge with the soul, and use Star-Attracting Power to attack enemies.

Further on, one could even form a Dao Embryo and manifest saintliness in the world, like a superhuman.

Currently, the Star Empire has a total of nine Manifest Saints, serving as Stabilizing Needles against outer demons.

These are the big figures pasted on the walls of the Qinghai First High School classroom.

Chen Ping looked up at them, pondering in his mind.

The South Sea Purple Bamboo Forest is indeed no ordinary force. It evidently has some deductions regarding such situations.

Though the predictions may not be accurate, they are not far off.

If his guesses are correct.

Fang Qingzhu, Han Xiaoru, and others who have cultivated the Three Lights Divine Spell should already be lost in this world. I just hope they are not too far, otherwise, finding them would be a problem.

"The urgent task is to maintain the original persona, cultivate the Observation Technique, and take advantage of the school’s channel to acquire the most profound knowledge, striving to reach the highest realm in the shortest time."

Thinking too much is useless. Chen Ping glanced at the 136 Tribulation Points he just gained, and was pleasantly surprised.

The Spring and Autumn Silkworm Attribute Panel didn’t come along, but the tribulation gain mechanism within the soul still works.

Most crucially, the Tribulation Points gained here are calculated based on the current body.

Like just being mocked to the brink of losing control, then coming to a realization and unraveling a unique "Enigma of the Womb," which also counts as a tribulation.

If that’s the case, can’t I use this high school student’s weakling body to farm Tribulation Points?

Chen Ping’s eyes lit up.

...

Amid the odd glances from classmates in Class 3-5, Jiang Fan, who clearly seemed in pain enough to want to die, suddenly calmed down, quietly sat back at his desk, and flipped through his textbooks.

He occasionally picked up a pen to write on paper, as if he was studying seriously.

Even the hushed whispers around him seemed too much for others to bear, yet this classmate, whose only redeeming quality was his good looks, seemed deaf, hearing nothing.

...

Class 5 Training Room.

"This is the greatest opportunity of your lives."

"Classmates, it doesn’t matter whether you come from an ordinary background or possess extraordinary talent. What matters is that everyone is on the same starting line. Whether you work hard and put in the effort will determine your future achievements.

Pass this hurdle and the sky’s the limit, your future is boundless.

If you can’t overcome it, don’t blame the heavens or others. What you achieve now is your destiny. Effort, talent, and luck ultimately depend on your strength."

The short-shirted teacher with a bushy beard, glaring with tiger eyes, stared intently at the sixty-three students in Class 3-5, like lambs in a tiger’s mouth, his gaze merciless and cold, making a final rally.

"We’re not playing games here. Three universities are conducting preliminary selections. You will face each other in pairs, using any means necessary. If you win, you advance, and in the end, the last four standing receive special admission slots and can negotiate with university teachers on their own.

Naturally, besides these top four who step onto the sky in one leap and enter an Advanced Martial Arts Academy, students within the top thirty will also qualify through physical tests to gain cultivation rights for the Crystal Observation Method. Let’s begin."

"What? It’s a martial arts selection."

Chen Ping suddenly laughed.

This approach is good.

He was just thinking that his time was running out.

Even if he relied on a robust foundation of Spiritual Power to quickly perfect his cultivation of the Lotus Visualization Method, there was still no time to attract Star Power for body forging and evolve this body to an initial Mortal Transformation level.

Strictly speaking, even if he usually trained diligently, he was merely cautiously guiding a thread of Star Power into his physique, far inferior to classmates with profound Spiritual Power reaching the Meditation level, who could channel large streams of Star Power.

In terms of strength and speed, he is at least two levels behind class leader Huang Zhiming.

With such a disparity, if he were the original Jiang Fan, no matter how much strength he mustered, he couldn’t defeat even a single hand of his opponent.

This is a crushing of talent, falling behind in every aspect, not something that can be reversed by determination alone.

Initially, he thought to leverage his rapid breakthrough to the Meditation level of Spiritual Power to gain admission opportunities and use the following month to enhance his physique’s strength and speed.

Ultimately, he aimed to get into a decent martial arts university.

Even if he didn’t enter a prestigious school initially, he believed his rate of improvement would eventually allow him to shine and secure better opportunities.

A detour is still a path.

He understood that in this world, he had only three years of operable time, and he might eventually be excluded, so he cherished his time dearly, unwilling to hide his talents or bide his time.

Only a genius, one who can astound an era, can receive the best resource investments and highest-end knowledge, without being restricted to himself.

He was just worried about taking a slower first step, and unexpectedly, the main examiner employed this method.

He only looks at actual combat.

Generally speaking, it’s not wrong either.

If one’s Spiritual Cultivation is not up to par, actual combat can’t be strong either, right?

Clearly, you can’t pass.

Of course, there are situations where someone may have their Spiritual Cultivation on point, yet loses to someone several times weaker in strength. If such a person can’t get into a Martial Dao university, it’s no great loss.

Having substantial advantages and still failing means one is better off choosing a clerical role, focusing on logistics, which may be more suitable.

For Chen Ping, this is a perfect setup.

The outcome of a battle is not just about strength and speed, but technique too.

If he could excel in this class selection, wouldn’t he receive special admission to prestigious schools?

Of course, it may not be that simple, perhaps requiring a few more matches for the entire school.

But no matter how many matches, given Chen Ping’s current combat experience and Martial Arts Mental Realm, it’s practically gifting him a first place in Qinghai.

"I’ll go first, Jiang Fan, shall we spar?"

Huang Zhiming shouted out loud.

Most classmates were quite familiar, the stronger batch naturally choosing to face the weaker batch.

It’s out of an unspoken agreement not to face off too soon, thereby conserving energy and spirit.

Of course, standing aside isn’t an option either, as the teacher is watching...

Thus, Huang Zhiming deliberately picked Chen Ping.

He knew this classmate was already considering dropping out, just hadn’t completed the paperwork. Sparring with him now, the other party would have no fighting spirit, and the so-called match would simply go through the motions.

"Sure, please go easy on me, class leader."

Chen Ping walked onto the stage with a smile.

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