High School Student with Immortal Race System

Yang Shen’s target score for this combat test was at least 140, but knocking out the examiner with a single punch wouldn’t get him there. After all, that would leave most of the grading sheet blank.

Suddenly, Yang Shen found himself thinking of Huo Jun...

An idea began to form in his mind.

’I never thought the last event of the final monthly exam would go like this...’

’I guess this is... a fitting way to close out my senior year of high school.’

Adjusting the Source Activity within his body, Yang Shen slowly walked forward.

He threw a light, probing jab, signaling to the examiner that the test had begun.

The young examiner calmly parried the blow, thinking, ’What was that? He’s not so tough.’

They exchanged four or five blows at a relatively relaxed pace. The examiner even had the spare attention to glance at the proctor supervising from the sidelines.

But what he saw was a face etched with worry...

...as if the examiner himself were about to die.

’What’s going on?’

The next moment, a fist had already broken through all his defenses and was stopping just short of his face.

The sheer Power of the blow made the examiner’s skin tingle with phantom pain, but the fist had stopped.

"Sir, could you please take this a little more seriously..."

’I’m already suppressing my strength as much as I can. If you keep getting distracted, I might accidentally land a fatal blow...’

The next instant, Yang Shen’s punches suddenly picked up speed, and the young examiner immediately felt the pressure multiply.

Each fist carried immense Power and came from an exquisite angle. Throughout the exchange, Yang Shen had barely moved from his spot, as his opponent posed no threat whatsoever.

’Simple parries are all it takes.’

Just as the examiner adapted to this new level of pressure, he sensed Yang Shen growing even stronger.

"Oh? Sir, your fundamentals are quite solid."

The examiner: ???

And then, the pressure ramped up again.

The young examiner felt as if Yang Shen were a bottomless abyss! No matter how much he focused or how hard he tried, Yang Shen just kept getting stronger, endlessly!!

"Sir, can you still take it?"

"No answer? I’ll take that as a yes. Here I come."

The examiner screamed internally, ’As if you’re giving me a chance to speak!’

He felt their exchange had reached a terrifyingly dangerous point. The sheer density of the blows was about to short-circuit his brain.

If they were to stop abruptly now, he feared he’d be the one left seriously injured!

But he couldn’t keep going, either. Every block sent a searing pain through his arms!

Finally, having displayed just enough of his combat skills to ensure the high-speed cameras captured sufficient "scoring moments," Yang Shen decided to end the combat assessment in a more spectacular fashion.

The young man suddenly executed a backbend, his legs swinging in a powerful, sweeping arc. The examiner tried desperately to block but was still sent flying by the immense force, his feet lifting off the ground.

Yang Shen twisted his body sharply, a sweep kick sending the mid-air examiner into a spin before he grabbed his ankle.

"Grit your teeth. I’m only hitting you ten times."

The examiner was already dazed. ’What?’

Unleashing the immense Power coursing through his body, Yang Shen executed his favorite combo.

The Left and Right Wild Swinging Technique!

"SLAM! SLAM! SLAM! SLAM! SLAM..."

This move looked reckless... and in truth, it was. But it was also practical.

With enough speed and enough Power, the powerful inertia makes it impossible for the victim to counterattack. Land one hit, and their brain goes foggy. What follows is an endless barrage...

It requires a bit of setup to initiate, but the payoff is huge...

A bizarre spectacle on the training grounds was drawing everyone’s attention.

The supervising proctor’s mouth hung open, having forgotten to call a stop to the match.

A student in the adjacent testing area stood with his fist raised, having forgotten his own test...

This is insane!

He’s swinging the examiner so fast he’s leaving afterimages!!

——————

The three-day monthly exam ended in a flurry of exhaustion and excitement.

As was tradition, there was supposed to be a day off after the exam. But the school had shrewdly scheduled it to overlap with their only Sunday off, which basically meant they got no break at all.

But at this stage, the students no longer cried foul or cursed the school’s name.

They were beginning to feel a sense of reluctance, unwilling to let their high school days come to an end.

For many, it signified the end of their academic careers entirely, as they would soon be cast into the deep ocean known as "society."

Whether they would sink or swim was anyone’s guess.

They would have to brave the waters alone.

Yang Shen and Xu Bamboo walked toward the school gate together. The young man asked curiously, "How did your Subject Five go? Did you wreck the examiner?"

Xu Bamboo thought for a moment before replying earnestly, "I don’t think so... The instructor couldn’t stand back up, but he wasn’t blown to pieces or anything."

Yang Shen: ...

’I guess I was too gentle with my examiner. Is Zhuzi actually thinking about the literal, physical meaning of wrecking someone?’

While it might be a case of being big fish in a small pond, it was still a joyous occasion for two high school seniors to have each taken down their examiners in the final monthly exam.

Still, it was something to be happy about.

Of course, deep down, Yang Shen still hoped he could exchange a few moves with Director Liang.

He knew he couldn’t possibly win, but he would learn a lot just from sparring with him.

’Hmm, that’s assuming Director Liang doesn’t use that terrifying Fist Intent of his.’

’I’d rather not end up shattered all over the floor...’

’I wonder if I’ll get the chance after graduation. Knowing Director Liang’s personality...’

’Maybe if I offered to pay him?’

At the school gate, Xu Bamboo stretched lazily. Her uniform pulled taut, revealing a sliver of fair skin—less than a finger’s width—at her slender waist. "I’m off to the gym for a supplemental workout. As for which of us came in first this month, we’ll find out when the results are posted the day after tomorrow."

Yang Shen smiled. They had traded wins and losses in the other subjects. He probably had a slight edge in the academic portions, but as for the combat test... his examiner was so weak that he had no idea what his score would be.

"Honestly, I’d be fine with either of us getting first. If it’s me, I’ll just consider it a parting gift for my high school career—at least I can say I was number one in our grade once."

Xu Bamboo asked, "And if it’s me?"

"Then I’d be even happier. It would just prove how amazing my Zhuzi is, and that you’re still the one I’m trying to catch up to."

Perhaps affected by the countdown to graduation, Yang Shen was feeling a little sentimental.

His tone was exceptionally gentle.

Xu Bamboo’s toes curled inside her shoes. "I... You... Hmph! Who’s ’yours’?"

She now had to tilt her head up slightly to meet his gaze.

’Yang Shen has changed so much... He must be almost six feet tall now.’

Xu Bamboo tightened the straps of her backpack and scurried away as if fleeing, quickly disappearing into a small alley.

Just before she vanished from sight completely, she reluctantly turned her head back. "Yang Shen!"

Yang Shen called back from a distance, "Yeah?"

"Twenty days! We’re going to Jiangti together!"

Yang Shen smiled.

Once upon a time, that goal had seemed as distant as a dream, as ephemeral as a soap bubble.

Now, it was real and right in front of him.

"Don’t worry! I won’t let you go alone!"

——————

When he got home, his aunt was already busy in the kitchen. Hearing the door open, she turned and said, "Shen, you’re back? Dinner’s almost ready!"

Lei Lv was setting out the bowls and chopsticks, while Yang Mo and Yang Man seemed to be on the Celestial Platform tending to the Spirit Field. They didn’t know any Magic; they just liked being around the flowers and plants.

The one who had changed the most was Lei Yi. The little tyke, who hadn’t even started elementary school yet, was no longer obsessed with watching cartoons.

He had discovered that practicing the Yang Family Secret Technique was more fun than cartoons.

It brought a kind of pleasant feeling that radiated from the inside out.

The only downside was that he was too young. Even after practicing for a while, he couldn’t sustain it for more than two hours a day...

But... even that was extraordinary. Lei Lv, Yang Mo, and Yang Man, who were all six or seven years older than him, could only manage an hour and a half of Cultivation each day.

Yang Shen could only attribute it to Lei Yi being young and having a purer, simpler mind.

All he thought about was Cultivation and eating.

After washing his hands and dropping his school bag, Yang Shen joined the four little ones as they gathered around the table. His aunt brought out a sumptuous dinner, one dish after another.

The Yang Family no longer needed to be frugal with food, but today’s spread was especially lavish.

The results weren’t out yet, so this wasn’t a celebratory meal for his scores.

It was simply a reward for all his hard work.

At the dinner table, his aunt spoke while serving meat to the younger children.

"Oh, by the way, I was asking around. Even though school doesn’t start until September, we need to start submitting the enrollment paperwork for middle and elementary school soon."

"I looked into it, and our zoned school is still your old one, Qinghe Middle School. After we submit the paperwork, they’ll have to wait for the entrance exam in July. Mo, Man, and Lv will all go together."

’Thinking back on my own middle school... it was pretty terrible,’ he thought.

’Our math teacher taught PE class. How could it possibly have been good?’

Yang Shen put down his rice bowl, thought for a moment, and said, "Auntie, after my college entrance exams, let’s move to Jianghuai City. To the main city district, I mean."

Tao Ying was taken aback. After the college entrance exams?

That was only twenty days from now.

Yang Shen put down his chopsticks. An impromptu family meeting had begun, and he decided to take the opportunity to lay out his plans for the move.

"I’ve already made most of the preparations."

==Portal==

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