The process of deification began with the discovery of hidden information in divine objects.

The training room doors were locked. After the baptism was completed, it was already getting dark, and the school was practically deserted at this time.

Sun Yelin, carrying the key, naturally opened the door to the training room.

"I'm willing to take the test, but I don't want to reveal my identity right now, so please keep it a secret, Principal."

Su Ziye spoke calmly.

"I know you are the dark horse and trump card of my Qingye Middle School, so I will naturally keep it a secret."

"But... I think some people have already guessed who I am."

Su Ziye said, recalling that evening when the long silver hair swept across the scene in the twilight.

"Oh? Who?"

"You want me to warn them?"

"Yes, it's Shen Jinchen from the elite class."

"So it was him... If it's Shen Jinchen, you don't need to worry. He has a very bad relationship with the other students in the elite class. He has always been a loner and rarely interacts with them."

Why?

"How so? Because the Shen family has declined. About ten years ago, the Shen family's status in the Southern District was no less than that of the Wang, Xu, and Li families today. It's just a pity that they have been extinct for too long now."

"In name only, the Shen family is practically defunct and has already fallen into decline. The entire family consists of only Shen Jinchen and a female housekeeper. This person is aloof and doesn't care about worldly affairs. Even though he is often targeted in the aristocratic class, he remains silent. So he probably won't go around spreading rumors."

A look of surprise flashed in Su Ziye's eyes. Why did this background give off such an unsettling feeling?

Why does it look so much like the male protagonist in a novel?

His entire family was wiped out, yet he endured humiliation and hardship, all for the sake of reviving his family and avenging his family!

The current period of dormancy is for the sake of soaring to new heights in the future!

"What's wrong?"

Seeing Su Ziye's changing expression, Sun Yelin frowned.

Why was the Shen family wiped out?

"I heard that he offended someone he shouldn't have. With a thunderous rage, he wiped out everything overnight. No one in the entire Luochuan City could do that. Only a powerful being from the Divine Path has such strength."

Sun Yelin shook his head. As a school principal, he wasn't at a high enough level to want to know more about things on a deeper level.

However, the Divine Ritual Division of Luochuan City was very tight-lipped about the matter, which could only mean that the destruction of the Shen family might have really touched on something serious.

"A male protagonist with a deep-seated blood feud..."

"What did you say?"

"It's nothing."

Su Ziye shook his head.

"The record you broke last time was Wang Hao's record from half a year ago. He is the eldest son of the Wang family, with extraordinary strength, and has already undergone three baptisms of divine objects."

Sun Yelin turned on the punching machine's system, which displayed: First place, Wang Hao!

Punching power: 809kg!

"In just six months, his punching power increased by nearly 300kg. The Wang family must have invested a lot."

Sun Yelin was somewhat surprised.

"If you practiced the Immovable King Body Tempering Technique for another two weeks, you should reach this level, right?"

"Breaking this record now is still too difficult."

Su Ziye shook his head.

"It's still broken now."

"Don't dwell on the past, seize the day; the future is at my feet!"

As he spoke, he stepped forward and clenched his fist!

Having undergone two baptisms and been tempered by thunder, Su Ziye now possesses a body of copper and iron, and strength as great as an ox. His combat power has been enhanced to an astonishing level!

He clenched his fist and threw a straight punch!

His fists are like dragons, his momentum like tigers!

boom!

The punching machine shuddered violently, emitting a muffled boom, and the entire training room floor trembled slightly!

The energy bar on the display shot out like a rocket, and the numbers were soaring dramatically!

600, 700, 800... soaring all the way up!

She finally reached 888kg!

Sun Yelin's eyes widened!

It's broken! Wang Hao's record has been broken again!

Last time during the 618 shopping festival, he weighed 888kg. One baptism of fire increased his punching power by more than 500 pounds. This kid is too freakish!

Su Ziye frowned slightly, somewhat displeased.

"It's still a bit weak. If I learned the Demon-Subduing Seal, I might be able to break through a ton with one punch?"

He withdrew his fist and shook his arm.

On the display screen, tourist 9527 had once again left Wang Hao behind.

"Tsk tsk tsk, I reckon the elite class will be in an uproar again tomorrow morning."

Sun Yelin exclaimed in amazement, "This time I've really found a great treasure!"

"Having stronger punches doesn't mean you're stronger overall."

Su Ziye shook his head.

There are many, many ways to determine combat strength, including combat skills, speed, defense, stamina, ruthlessness, awareness, divine magic, and so on!

Strength is just one indicator.

"The power of your punches after two baptisms is comparable to that after three baptisms; your talent must lie in strength."

Sun Yelin nodded.

"Don't be arrogant or complacent because of this. The elite class is full of hidden talents. Wang Hao is not the first. He just likes to show off. There are also some people who don't even bother to leave their names on the punching machine."

Su Ziye nodded. He hadn't seen the names of people like Xu Jingwen and Shen Jinchen, but would he look down on them just because they weren't there?

Besides, so what if Qingye Middle School is number one? There are three other high schools in Luochuan City that are also full of hidden talents. We might get to see them during the joint training session a week before the college entrance examination.

Sure enough, the next day, the entire Aoba Junior High School was struck by another earthquake!

Early in the morning, Wang Hao woke up in his 2,000-square-meter villa, and his phone was bombarded with messages.

"@Wang Hao, your record has been broken yet again, and it's still by 9527 visitors!"

"Mr. Wang, you must have offended someone. The record you broke this afternoon was broken again the very next day. What has 9527 ever done to you?"

"888kg! That's a strength level that Young Master Wang can only dream of. Tsk tsk tsk, how embarrassing!"

"You gave it your all, only to be crushed once again. Wang Hao, you've been set up!"

"I strongly suspect it was done by one of our divine servant teachers, deliberately suppressing our elite class!"

"Has someone modified the underlying code of the punching bag?"

Wang Hao's face turned ashen as he clenched his fists tightly.

"Damn it, 9527, don't let me catch you!"

"No matter what methods you use, after this weekend, I'll make sure you spend the rest of your life eating dust in my shadow!"

The bedroom door was pushed open, and the housekeeper brought in toiletries.

"Young Master, this weekend, Tiansheng Group will arrange your fourth baptism, together with Miss Xu. The patriarch said that if you complete five baptisms before the college entrance examination and then condense divine radiance, you can get into a prestigious undergraduate university."

Wang Hao got out of bed with a cold smile on his face. He looked at his phone screen, where his classmates were still making sarcastic remarks in the group chat.

"9527, I don't believe you can hide forever. Once I catch you, you'll be eating dust."

Su Ziye is making steady progress, and others are also working hard. In this world, hard work is just an entry ticket. Life is a long journey, and apart from death, there is no such thing as eternal victory or defeat.

On the other side, the Shen family.

"Impressive, Su Ziye, we look forward to your future."

Shen Jinchen stood by the window and slowly turned off his phone screen.

He picked up a cup of coffee and took a small sip. Then, a small flame appeared on his fair palm and began to burn fiercely.

"That's about enough; it's time to complete the sixth baptism."

"Nine baptisms, divine glory—this is the path only the chosen can walk!"

Time passed, a week went by, and finally the day arrived for Su Ziye and Huang Long's appointment.