Being forced to grow like a pig? But I'm immune to the consequences!

On the other side, at the advanced training ground.

Wu Sheng came here and practiced with Cheng Mingyuan regularly.

"Congratulations on another great achievement," Cheng Mingyuan said with a smile.

Wu Sheng nodded.

"But I really didn't expect you to be so ruthless, Mr. Wu. Aren't you afraid of retaliation?" Cheng Mingyuan asked curiously.

Wu Sheng calmly replied, "I'm afraid. It's precisely because I'm afraid that I need to cripple him. As long as I remain far stronger than him, he won't dare to retaliate—or rather, I'm confident I can handle it."

Cheng Mingyuan largely agreed: "That's right. Yangon will always be a world for the strong. As long as you're strong enough, nothing else matters. For us martial artists, cultivation is a process of constantly breaking free from our own shackles, so how can we be timid and hesitant?"

He paused, then seemed to remember something: "But speaking of which, Mr. Wu, how many potential-enhancing drugs are you taking every day?"

But he immediately shook his head: "Don't tell me anymore, that's your personal privacy. But let me remind you—if you want to fight for that slim chance of becoming a martial artist and defying fate, you should take fewer potential-enhancing drugs, or even none at all. Don't rush things, or you'll regret it."

Wu Sheng understood this and nodded. Then, the two began their sparring session.

"You're at the same level as me now, at the fifth level of Body Tempering. This time we can fight without restraint. Before, I had to suppress my strength, and I didn't feel comfortable fighting." Cheng Mingyuan cracked his neck, full of fighting spirit.

"Then let's go." Wu Sheng smiled slightly.

The two sides immediately engaged in battle.

This time, Cheng Mingyuan didn't suppress his strength. His movements were as fast as lightning, each move complementing the next. Although he was only at the fifth level of Body Tempering, his strength was far beyond that of an ordinary fifth-level Body Tempering cultivator—he had already made considerable progress in this realm.

Facing Cheng Mingyuan's fierce offensive, Wu Sheng did not flinch and met the attack head-on. For a time, the two fought back and forth, their punches whistling through the air.

After a dozen or so rounds, Cheng Mingyuan forced Wu Sheng back with a whip kick, and the two took a break. Cheng Mingyuan was slightly out of breath, and beads of sweat were visible on his forehead. He said with a hint of surprise, "What level have you reached in your fighting skills? You've managed to fight me for so long. If it weren't for my slightly stronger physique, I'm afraid I would have been completely dominated by you today."

During their exchange, he had already deeply felt Wu Sheng's strength. Both were at the fifth level of Body Tempering, and Wu Sheng's fighting techniques had actually put him under considerable pressure. He was truly astonished—why had Wu Sheng's fighting skills progressed so rapidly? Could there really be such a significant difference in their comprehension in this area?

Wu Sheng smiled and said, "Without you, my progress wouldn't have been so fast. Your daily sparring with me has benefited me immensely."

[Wu Sheng]: Vitality 19/20 (5/24)

[Quasi-Martial Artist (Body Tempering Level 7): 223/2000]

[Combat Skills (Intermediate): 147/500]

【? ? : (In gestation)】

This is Wu Sheng's current information. With his talent, coupled with the help of the primordial core, he makes significant progress every few days.

Cheng Mingyuan could only nod and say, "It seems you are a practical talent."

He was puzzled—he had clearly asked Wu Sheng to be his sparring partner, so why was his progress not as great as Wu Sheng's? But in the end, he could only attribute it to the difference in talent.

……

Meanwhile, in the dormitory where Xu Fei and others were located.

Zhou Wei and his group were flattering Xu Fei.

"Brother Fei, congratulations! You've broken through to the fifth level of Body Tempering, and you've placed in the top four in both the punching power test and the arena competition! Next week, you'll get two portions of exotic beast meat and two doses of potential-enhancing potions every day!"

"Congratulations are definitely in order. Our Fei-ge is really awesome this time. He jumped from eighth place last time to the top four, and defeated the former champion in just a few moves in the arena."

"It's all about talent. Someone else wouldn't have this ability."

Hearing the flattery from the group, Xu Fei was overjoyed, his face full of pride.

At this moment, someone muttered, "But Wu Sheng is lucky; he managed to maintain his grades."

Upon hearing the name "Wu Sheng," Xu Fei's expression immediately fell.

"That peasant Wu Sheng from the outer city deserves to die. I don't know what kind of luck he had. And he even beat Xue Yufeng like that in the arena, that's really too much."

Although Xue Yufeng had no connection with him, that didn't stop him from taking the opportunity to attack Wu Sheng.

Hearing this, Liu Zhi chimed in, "If Wu Sheng is this ruthless, others won't be ruthless towards him either. These guys from the outer city are nothing special; they'll suffer sooner or later."

Liu Zhi adopted a self-righteous attitude, offering his own "unique insights." If it were yesterday, he wouldn't have been so obsequious—after all, he had already joined Iris's top circle. But today the situation had changed; Xu Fei had broken through to the fifth level of Body Tempering, increasing his value, so he still had to flatter him.

The others largely agreed with Liu Zhi's words and nodded in agreement.

At this point, Liu Zhi put on a nice guy act again and suggested, "How is Xue Yufeng doing now? Which dormitory is he in? Should we go and visit him? We know each other, so we should at least go and see him."

The group unanimously agreed, as it would demonstrate their human touch.

Although Xu Fei was somewhat reluctant—in his view, he was now at the fifth level of Body Tempering and, as a core figure in the training ground, there was no need for him to visit Xue Yufeng—he nodded since everyone else agreed.

Not long after, the group arrived at Xue Yufeng's dormitory.

Xue Yufeng has already received initial treatment. His broken arm is in a splint, and judging from the looks of it, it won't heal for a while. This will definitely delay his cultivation progress—he was originally at the peak of the fourth level of Body Tempering, but after this incident, it will be difficult for him to break through to the fifth level.

Xue Yufeng seemed somewhat puzzled upon seeing Liu Zhi and his group arrive.

"How are your injuries now? We've come to visit you." Liu Zhi, with his signature smile on his round face, inquired about your well-being. "That Wu Sheng was too ruthless."

Xue Yufeng had absolutely no goodwill towards Liu Zhi and his group. He clearly remembered that when he collapsed on the ring, not a single one of these guys came to help him up. Now they were coming to visit him, pretending to be good people?

However, he had lost power and his former arrogance. Besides, Liu Zhi and the others had come to visit, so he could only exchange pleasantries, saying, "That's fine. I'm afraid I'll be ruined during this training period."

Liu Zhi quickly put on a show of reassurance in front of the others, saying, "Don't worry, it'll only delay you for a little over a month at most. With your talent, you'll catch up quickly."

These words were a carefully crafted gesture in front of everyone, portraying him as someone who takes meticulous care of his brother.