Everyone ascended, but I didn't get on board

Chapter 168 A Scene of Half Social Anxiety

For the next period of time, the green-haired chubby boy lived in constant agony, either being beaten up or on his way to be beaten up. But the effect was also significant. Since the puppet used the same swordsmanship, every time he was knocked down, he could discover a weakness in his swordsmanship and make timely adjustments until he fully mastered the essence of Thousand Crane Chant.

Qiu Ci was also somewhat surprised by the green-haired chubby boy's behavior. She thought that a rich young master like him would have some spoiled habits, but she didn't expect him to persevere all the way. No matter how badly he was beaten the day before, he was still full of energy and continued to challenge the next day without even a single complaint.

She couldn't help but change her opinion of the chubby green-haired boy. She had originally thought he was just a spoiled rich kid who would do bullying things, but now it seemed that wasn't the case. This made her wonder if there was another reason behind their attack on Feng Shanming.

"I...I won!" The chubby green-haired boy stared blankly at the puppet lying on the ground, then excitedly ran towards her. "Teacher Chu! Teacher Chu! I beat the puppet!"

"Hmm, not bad." Qiu Ci nodded.

The chubby green-haired boy became even more excited, his eyes sparkling with starlight. "Teacher Chu, if I can defeat this puppet, does that prove that I can challenge the Golden Core stage?"

Qiu Ci looked him up and down and asked, "Who else do you want to defeat?"

“Just… an annoying person.” The green-haired chubby boy’s face stiffened, and he scratched his head. “Although he is in the same class as me, his strength should already be at the Golden Core stage. I lost to him several times before.”

Qiu Ci immediately realized that the little green-haired guy was talking about Feng Shanming, the one with the system. But the other party was not a Golden Core cultivator, but a Nascent Soul cultivator. After thinking for a moment, she made a hand seal, and the puppet on the ground instantly stood up again, but this time it did not attack directly.

"You only won against the Thousand Crane Chant Sword Technique, you didn't defeat it."

"Huh?" The chubby green-haired boy was stunned.

Qiu Ci was telling the truth. This puppet talisman was originally created to hone Xiao Lv Mao's swordsmanship. Although he had the strength of a Golden Core cultivator, he only knew the Thousand Crane Chant sword technique at a perfect level and had no other attack methods. He was different from a true Golden Core cultivator, let alone Feng Shanming, who was at the Nascent Soul stage.

"If you really want to challenge someone of a higher level..." She immediately formed several complex hand seals and slapped them towards the puppet. The next moment, the puppet was surrounded by spiritual light, and its aura changed instantly. Even the little green-haired creature on the side felt an overwhelming pressure.

“Let’s continue,” Qiu Ci said, pointing to the newly renovated puppet. “Only by defeating it can we truly consider it a challenge beyond our level.”

The chubby green-haired boy was startled, but his fighting spirit grew even stronger. He gritted his teeth and gripped his sword tightly again, saying, "Alright! I will definitely defeat it."

With that, he rushed out again.

then……

The sound of a slap was heard and then returned.

The entire process took less than a second.

"This is impossible!" The chubby green-haired boy scrambled to his feet, his face filled with shock and disbelief. He was clearly still at the Golden Core stage, so why was there such a huge difference in skill? He even had the illusion that he would never be able to win, as if all his hard training over the past two weeks had been for nothing.

Are true Golden Core cultivators really this strong?
Unwilling to give up, he got up again, and then...

Shot down in seconds again!

The little green-haired boy kept getting up and lying down, getting up and lying down again, being tortured by the puppet for a whole day. The puppet shattered the last bit of confidence he had gained after perfecting the Thousand Crane Chant.

Even Qiu Ci was starting to wonder if she had overdone the intensity. But she had only adjusted the puppet to the level it was at when the socially anxious Jing was at the Golden Core stage, and she hadn't even followed her own template. It was impossible that it couldn't even last half a move, right? After thinking about it, she decided not to adjust the puppet again. After all, the only sword cultivator she was familiar with was the socially anxious Jing, and she couldn't find any other template.

But unexpectedly, the little green-haired boy was also stubborn. Even though he was beaten and crushed every day, he persevered and became more courageous with each setback. His sword skills and spiritual power increased visibly, and it was no exaggeration to say that he changed every day.

At first, he couldn't even withstand half a move, but later he could barely block one move, and then he was able to withstand dozens of moves under the puppet's impenetrable sword energy.

Wei Ming wasn't exaggerating; the little green-haired guy's talent was indeed quite good, and he could be considered... half a socially awkward Jing.

During this month, although Little Green Hair had been practicing swordsmanship diligently, his spiritual energy had been accumulating. In particular, every time he was exhausted and knocked down by the puppet, his spiritual energy would be depleted. After Qiu Ci's magic replenished it, it accelerated the absorption of spiritual energy. It wasn't until his spiritual energy could no longer be suppressed and it burst out that Little Green Hair belatedly realized and panicked.

"Teacher Chu... Teacher Chu!" Although he didn't understand what had happened, he felt that something was wrong with the way his whole body was overflowing with spiritual energy.

"Calm down!" Qiu Ci saw through his condition at a glance and told him to sit down and meditate. She said in a deep voice, "Calm your mind, gather your spiritual energy, you are about to form your core."

"Oh, formed...what? What!" The little green-haired boy jumped up in surprise. "Formed...formed the core!" He was only in the mid-Foundation Establishment stage before, how could he have formed the core in less than a month?

He suddenly remembered something, grabbed Qiu Ci, and turned to run outside. "Quick, teacher, let's go! Let's go to the Repair Bureau!"

"Why go to the maintenance bureau?" This time it was Qiu Ci's turn to be confused.

Little Green Hair grew even more impatient, excitedly saying as he walked, "To form a Core, you need to register with the Cultivation Management Bureau in advance, otherwise both I and you, teacher, will be fined."

"Huh?" Qiu Ci's expression changed. No, there's such a rule? Why didn't you say so earlier!

She immediately picked up the little green-haired boy and was about to run away, but stopped abruptly as soon as she left the training room. "It's too late."

"what?"

"The tribulation of lightning is coming."

As soon as she finished speaking, a thunderous roar echoed through the sky.

The surroundings were dark, with winds swirling and clouds gathering above the villa. Countless white lightning bolts flashed, faintly tinged with purple. Qiu Ci's heart tightened, and she immediately released her grip on the little green-haired creature, quickly setting up several layers of defense. She then instructed, "Focus on forming your core."

Only after retreating from the range of the lightning tribulation did the purple hue in the clouds disappear the next moment, turning back into an ordinary lightning tribulation.

Soon, a white bolt of lightning struck down from the sky.

Little Green Hair reacted quickly, immediately sitting cross-legged, trying to mobilize all his spiritual power to resist the heavenly lightning, when a familiar voice transmission came to his ear.

"Do not resist all the tribulation lightning; you can try to draw lightning to temper your body."

The little green-haired boy was stunned. Not resisting? Was he supposed to let lightning strike him?