Lingzhang

Chapter 42 Regular
This is already the case.

In this Taoist world where strength is respected, many times, one can only explain the rules clearly but not the principles.

It should have been an easy victory, but now with the interference of these people, it has become a very difficult task.

But, because of the mechanical brain, because of that stream of light.

Reputation itself is also a kind of "cultivation resource" that Yue Hanzhang values.

It even determines what kind of resources Yue Hanzhang's "talent" can be used as in the future.

He values ​​these things very much, he has to value them.

Yue Hanzhang even realized that this was a matter of either moving forward or regressing. Having experienced the era in his previous life when traffic was paramount on the Internet, Yue Hanzhang knew too well that fame would never stand still.

Either it's a flourishing business with a blazing fire, or it could lead to a cliff with just one wrong move.

If he loses miserably, I'm afraid Yue Hanzhang will completely lose all the momentum accumulated by his current fame and return to his former obscurity.

We must win! We must do whatever it takes to win!

At this moment, Yue Hanzhang's excitement was mixed with a kind of angry unwillingness, as well as a violent spirit that was about to burst out in his martial arts aspirations.

There are still ten days until the competition, but he already wants to pick up his fists and break something.

Perhaps it was because of his constantly surging emotions that Yue Hanzhang remained in a state of restrained calm while leading Jiang Lingxiu to the martial arts gym.

But anyone could feel the anger bubbling beneath the calm.

So, after Yue Hanzhang swiped Jiang Lingxiu's student card, the two of them walked into the martial arts studio together.

Suddenly, Jiang Lingxiu spoke to Yue Hanzhang without any reason or preparation.

"I am not from the four major families of Jichuan."

Upon hearing this, Yue Hanzhang felt even more angry, but he still nodded calmly.

"Of course, I know your last name is Jiang."

To be honest, it’s not that Yue Hanzhang looked down on the people from the four major families. He felt that it might be easy for such local tyrants to use their resources to produce a few ordinary cultivation geniuses in one generation.

But a look and a mind like Jiang Lingxiu's cannot be nurtured in the soil of the four major families.

"I am not a martial artist trained in martial arts."

This is a bit redundant.

But it was precisely this almost rigid response that made Yue Hanzhang increasingly aware that the man in front of him, apart from the violent emotions that he tried hard to control, lacked the emotional changes that were part of human nature.

Oddly enough, it was precisely because Yue Hanzhang's attention was diverted at this moment that his boiling anger was suppressed unnoticed during this conversation and thinking.

Yue Hanzhang even had the energy to make a joke along with Jiang Lingxiu's words.

"So, Jiang is just an ordinary transfer student who got in through formalities?"

As he spoke, Yue Hanzhang emphasized the word "ordinary".

But it was obvious that anyone could see at a glance that Jiang Lingxiu was extraordinary.

However, Yue Hanzhang did not receive a response to his question.

Jiang Lingxiu seemed not to have heard his question, or perhaps because after giving the predetermined explanation, she just kept saying what she wanted to say.

"You are strong? The strongest one in Class 7?"

This question was somewhat provocative.

Yue Hanzhang is not yet quite used to this mode of conversation with Jiang Lingxiu.

He just spread his hands.

"Why does classmate Jiang ask this?" The certain "hostility" that had been easily suppressed by Qin Linhui's words before was now re-negotiated from the collision of their auras.

Similarly, perhaps because the martial arts training room was too quiet and peaceful, Yue Hanzhang could actually feel the embryonic form of the martial arts will that was about to burst out from Jiang Lingxiu.

In terms of the cultivation of the mind, those extreme emotions made Jiang Lingxiu go a deeper path than Yue Hanzhang.

"Let's fight and see who is stronger in the class, you or me!"

These words were clearly more provocative than the previous question, but when they came from Jiang Lingxiu's mouth, Yue Hanzhang only felt the pure competition in martial arts practice.

Not even the slightest evil thought or emotion arose as a result.

However, although Jiang Lingxiu wanted to "compete", Yue Hanzhang had no intention of "competing" with her.

For him, practicing within ten days was a matter of every second.

He didn't want to waste more time on other things.

So Yue Hanzhang walked towards the wall of the martial arts training room, shaking his head decisively.

"No, there's no benefit in winning. If I lose, I'll have to recover from my injuries. I only have ten days to fight. I really can't afford to waste time. Let's wait for the martial arts competition. Then, maybe we can meet in the ring. We can see who is stronger then."

These were clearly Yue Hanzhang's words to evade responsibility, but Jiang Lingxiu seemed to have misheard them and took them as an agreement on the time for the duel between them.

"Well, let's fight again in ten days."

When Jiang Lingxiu said this, Yue Hanzhang was already in front of his own dining table, taking out the energy meal provided by the school, and stuffing a mouthful of rice and flour paste mixed with some minced meat into his mouth.

He was too lazy to correct Jiang Lingxiu at this moment. He just swallowed quickly and pointed to the wall on the other side.

"Student Jiang, that's your dining table. Right, just pull the handle and open it. Then swipe your student ID card over the black jade sensor. Right, it's usually very fast—"

As he was discussing in detail the details of using the dining table in the martial arts training room, Yue Hanzhang's words suddenly became stuck in his throat.

In his ninth year of school, Yue Hanzhang had three meals a day at school, and all he ate was various porridges containing different energy levels.

This was the first time that Yue Hanzhang saw an ingredient that could be called a "dish" appear in front of him.

It was a meat dish made from the meat of an alienated monster. It was similar in style to braised pork, but it was probably mixed with many delicate and exquisite medicinal ingredients, but the taste was not pungent.

The unique herbal aroma of the medicinal materials mixed with the strange fragrance of the monster's blood filled the entire martial arts room the moment the plate appeared.

silent.

From the moment they met, Jiang Lingxiu's slightly cold words seemed like a provocation to a fight.

Nothing could have made Yue Hanzhang's defense break down more than the moment of picking up the food.
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At the same time, inside the newly renovated office.

The seventh son of the Zhu family was now lazily leaning in his chair with his legs resting on the desk, listening nonchalantly to the woman in dark silver armor beside him, holding the mysterious black jade and reporting to him on her work.

After listening for a while, the young man suddenly waved his hand.

"These people are almost enough. If there are more, we won't be able to explain to the Education Department.

However, those who did not come from the four families, whether they made excuses for not coming or simply pretended not to see it, you should write them down one by one.

If they don't want to play house with me, then I'll wait until I finish my current work and go back to play house with them!"

"Yes."

The woman was operating something on the mysterious black jade while responding to the young man's instructions in a crisp voice.

“Also, please urge Uncle Fourteen to quickly produce the tutorial for this… Yue… Yue Hanzhang. The channels are ready, and I want to see it published as soon as possible!
In addition, I will take charge of the promotion of the sale, and I will raise the level! The extra promotional resources will be tilted towards Yue Hanzhang!
I want him to taste, really taste, the feeling of his reputation rising and falling in a few days!

When you feel disappointed, you should know how to ask for help—"

(End of this chapter)