High School Student with Immortal Race System

Subject One, Event 2!

400-Meter Obstacle Rush!

The course layout this time had some minor adjustments from the last one. Since this was the final monthly exam, the school wasn’t going to pull any surprises. Instead, it leaned further into the direction of "predicting the test questions."

In Yang Shen’s group of 20, there was also his "dear apprentice."

Behind the starting line, Cao Wei shifted her firm, shapely legs and smiled. "Master... I’m number 96, and you’re number 69... What a coincidence."

Yang Shen was baffled. He didn’t see what was so coincidental about it.

During their warm-up, Cao Wei curiously watched the steam swirling off Yang Shen’s back.

Just standing next to her Master, she could feel a faint, scorching heat...

’Master’s Fist Intent is so unique, and so beautiful...’

"On your marks! Go!!"

Yang Shen focused his mind back on the exam. After the gunshot, he didn’t accelerate with the same explosive power as he would in a 100-meter sprint.

Instead, as he moved forward, he mentally constructed his path through the obstacles.

Only by planning out how to cross each obstacle in advance, arranging the connections between exerting force, speed, and momentum, could one achieve a good score in this event.

Three seconds later, the plan was complete! Yang Shen suddenly accelerated. As a fellow initial-stage Marrow Refining martial artist, Cao Wei naturally tried to keep up.

But she quickly discovered a huge gap between her absolute speed and Master Yang’s.

What was even more ridiculous was Master Yang’s Step Technique. It could only be described as harmoniously phantom-like!

Watching from behind, the momentum from dodging all the obstacles seemed to be perfectly integrated into his steps.

Dodging, running, jumping, leaping—it was like he was treading the Big Dipper in reverse! He even used full turns instead of just changing direction, moving with an elegance that looked like it had special effects.

Cao Wei was a little distracted at first. Yang Shen’s figure from behind was simply too dashing and too eye-catching.

Her heart even started to race.

But she quickly snapped out of it. This was an exam, after all.

’I can’t learn Master Yang’s Step Technique, but I can observe his methods!’

So, Cao Wei began to adopt a similar strategy.

And just like that, the two of them led the pack, one after the other, and quickly reached the finish line.

Yang Shen exhaled a breath of hot air and looked at the screen to the side.

400-Meter Obstacle Rush: 29.22 seconds!

Another record-breaking time!

And right behind him, Cao Wei also achieved an excellent time of 33.12 seconds. She was nearly four seconds behind Yang Shen, but this already surpassed her usual performance!

Cao Wei jumped up, panting delicately. "That’s my best time!"

Although his apprentice was a bit strange, she was usually very respectful and well-behaved. Yang Shen encouraged her, "Not bad. That’s great!"

"Master Yang, your time will probably break the record!"

Yang Shen smiled. "That’s hard to say... Even if I do break it, someone else will probably just break it again soon after."

The "400-Meter Obstacle Rush" took longer than the "100-Meter Sprint," so Xu Bamboo probably hadn’t taken his test yet.

He knew that Xu Bamboo’s Cultivation Technique "build" included the "Water Ripples Step Technique," which was specifically chosen to match this event.

In other words, since money wasn’t an issue for him, every one of Zhuzi’s Cultivation Techniques was chosen to score points in a specific event, and his overall build was complementary.

’And he’s already at the mid-stage of Marrow Refining... I guess being rich really does let you do whatever you want.’

’But... the remaining events today are all my strong suits!’

’It’s not yet certain who’ll be number one in this final monthly exam!’

....

Subject One, Event 3.

Extreme Evasion!

Inside a special, narrow room, Yang Shen quietly waited for the small balls that would shoot out from the walls in every direction.

For this event, he only needed to remind himself of one thing.

’Don’t instinctively try to hit the balls...’

"3... 2... 1... The exam begins!"

Holes in the walls began to randomly shoot out a large number of small balls.

They were about the size of tennis balls, with some weight and elasticity. After dodging the initial shot, one also had to account for the rebound.

But Yang Shen only had one thought... ’Too slow!’

They were countless times slower than the Madman’s rifle bullets!

And they were even more incomparable to the various lethal ranged attacks one would face in a real battle.

"Effortless" was no longer enough to describe it; it was an absolute breeze.

The powerful perception granted by his Cultivation allowed him to know the trajectory of every single ball by heart.

By the end, he didn’t even need his eyes; he could discern their paths by sound alone.

Time passed quickly, and all 100 balls had been fired.

Outside the exam room, behind the one-way glass, the proctor looked at the numbers on the screen, completely stunned.

"Is there a mistake? Why isn’t there a single hit registered?"

The other person shook their head. "No... he really wasn’t hit even once..."

"Has our school ever had a score like this?"

"Forget our school, you won’t find one in the entire Jinshui District. Even in all of Jianghuai City, a score like this is as rare as a phoenix feather!"

The teacher even felt that this wasn’t Yang Shen’s limit, but the limit of the exam itself.

Even if the speed were doubled and the balls were twice as dense, this young man could probably still get a perfect score!

"Uh... exam finished. Congratulations, Yang. Your score is... excellent."

They couldn’t officially announce the specific score before it was verified, but they still had to express their astonishment.

Yang Shen smiled. "Thank you."

...

The afternoon brought the last event of today’s exam.

Subject Four: Demonstration of the "Sixth Set of Initial Body Forging Technique."

’Your king has arrived...’

As for the written portion, with Yang Shen’s own improvement, his already excellent theoretical knowledge had been fully integrated. He felt he could get a perfect score on the written test this time.

When it came to the demonstration part, Yang Shen calmly performed the "Sixth Set" in a room full of cameras and sensors.

He didn’t circulate his Rising Sun Wheel to a high degree like before, as the swirling steam would interfere with the sensors’ readings.

But maintaining a basic level, along with a low-power release of the "Buddha Sound Body Refining Technique," was still an opportunity to widen his lead.

Both would increase the efficiency of his internal energy circulation, which was one of the dimensions measured in the demonstration’s score.

This time, with no Huo Jun and no Vice Principal Liang... there were no gasps of shock from the proctor’s room.

Or perhaps, the teachers of Nanliang High School had already accepted Yang Shen’s "genius" status. They were simply curious to see if he could achieve a breakthrough today.

After he completed the set, the scoring teacher looked at the various data points on the screen and muttered:

"According to the college entrance exam rules, a score like this already needs to be reported to the results verification team and discussed by at least ten teachers."

Another person tutted. "I’ve been working here for so many years and proctored dozens of monthly exams. Do we... even have that procedure?"

That person laughed. "We don’t have the procedure because we’ve never had a Grade 9 student! Is this someone Nanliang High School is even meant to have?"

"Never in our history?"

"I think there was one... the last person who got into Jianghuai Sports Academy..."

Yang Shen couldn’t hear the discussion behind the wall, but he could feel how well he had performed.

Because his previous practice under the rising sun was at about this same level, which would be rated around Grade 9 and earn an extra five bonus points.

Recently, however, his practice under the rising sun was probably already approaching Grade 10.

This standard-issue technique for Yanhua Country’s Martial Arts High School students, jokingly called the "Poverty Alleviation Fist Technique," was also the one that made countless Martial Arts Clan secret transmissions pale in comparison. It was publicly acknowledged as the strongest Initial Body Refining Technique.

And he had already cultivated it to the level of Great Perfection.

There were still 20 days until the college entrance exam, and the long-tail effect of the "Heart-Inquiry Water" would persist.

’Maybe... I can go even further during the actual college entrance exam.’

If his daily practice could reach Grade 10...

Then what would his state be like under the rising sun?

Grade 11?

==Portal==

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