Surviving in the chaos of battle, I'm grinding for proficiency.

Li Chuan calmed down.

There is a play!

The effects of this Hunyuan Jade Scroll are truly powerful. Even though I have inferior aptitude, I still gained just as much proficiency as I should have.

With diligent practice, you will reap the rewards.

At that moment, Li Chuan felt a little lighter on his shoulders.

I knew of the miraculous power of the Hunyuan Jade Scroll before, but I had never actually verified it.

I felt somewhat uneasy.

The effect is completely different from the obvious improvements that are now right in front of us.

Just like in my past life, until the money is in my hands, no matter how big the promises the boss makes, I can't take them seriously...

With one thing on his mind, Li Chuan suddenly felt an inexhaustible amount of energy.

What could be more exhilarating than witnessing your own progress?

"If I had such a divine artifact in my past life, I could have solved every math problem in the world..."

Li Chuan focused his mind, stopped daydreaming, and concentrated on practicing his stance training.

Sometimes standing, sometimes squatting, sometimes leaping.

It was really tiring, but the progress was definitely improved.

Li Chuan was completely immersed in the Baoshan Pillar, oblivious to the passage of time.

Many people looked at Li Chuan with strange eyes.

Many people know that this man is Jiang Ting's number one "simp".

He puts all his energy into pursuing women, and he's rarely seen practicing martial arts at the training ground during the day.

Not to mention the nights when only moonlight can provide illumination.

Some people shook their heads and secretly made a few sarcastic remarks:

"I heard that he fell into the water not long ago, and Jiang Ting ignored it. She must have been heartbroken to be acting like she's been injected with chicken blood."

"I wonder how many days... or even hours, I can hold out?"

Some disciples withdrew their gaze, becoming indifferent and focusing on honing their skills.

However, the discussion quickly subsided.

Everyone just felt it was novel, like watching a prodigal son return.

But after the initial excitement wore off, he lost interest completely.

On the riverbank, two figures stood gazing into the distance.

Dressed in fine clothes, Hu Yuan said meaningfully:

"Hey, isn't that your friend Li Chuan?"

Jiang Ting walked to his right, raised her pretty face, and quickly explained:

"We're just acquaintances, not friends, and we hardly ever talk to each other."

Hu Yuan laughed:

"It's alright. When I first joined the organization, I shared a dormitory room with him, and he praised you back then."

Fearing that Hu Yuan would be displeased, Jiang Ting quickly changed the subject:

"I don't know what got into him today, he was still practicing stance training late at night, and he seemed to be working very hard."

"However... as someone with inferior physique, my potential is limited, and no matter how hard I try, I can't compare to Junior Brother Hu."

Jiang Ting offered a subtle compliment.

A proud smile appeared on Hu Yuan's lips:

"If hard work were enough, what would be the point of having geniuses?"

Jiang Ting clicked her tongue in surprise, taken aback by the audacity of Hu Yuan's words:

"Junior Brother Hu, you've only recently joined the sect and haven't even met Master yet. Once he returns, he will personally mentor and guide you. After all, you are the only one with superior talent in the martial arts school, and your future is limitless!"

Jiang Ting chatted and laughed with Hu Yuan, and soon looked away from Li Chuan.

To her, Li Chuan was just one of many suitors.

It's just the most ordinary one out there.

Therefore, even though she heard that he had rejected her invitation tonight, Jiang Ting was not emotionally affected.

He's just an ordinary person.

……

Martial arts training ground.

All the disciples had left, and the large venue seemed somewhat empty.

The autumn wind howled as it blew from the riverbank.

"hiss!"

Li Chuan rubbed his sore thighs, as if waking from a dream.

"What time is it? It's so inconvenient not having a cell phone!"

Li Chuan muttered something to himself.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

"Nothing happened in the middle of the night!"

Outside the courtyard, the night watchman's voice grew clearer as he approached.

At first, Li Chuan was a little confused.

All he knew was that the night watchman would shout, "The weather is dry, be careful with fire."

What's going on in the middle of the night?

After searching his memory, he discovered that the job of a night watchman was not what he had imagined.

The watchman's clapper and slogans have a fixed set.

For example, the hour of Xu (7-9 PM) is called "the first watch," and the rhythm of the clapper is alternating between fast and slow.

The most well-known slogan is "Dry weather, be careful with fire."

Nowadays, the night watchman strikes the clapper three times slowly, signifying "the third watch," which is midnight.

If it were the time of my previous life, it would be 23 PM to 1 AM.

"So you're staying up until late at night?!"

Li Chuan was somewhat surprised.

He never expected it to be this late.

Dragging his weary body, Li Chuan walked back to the large dormitory provided by Songfeng Martial Arts School.

Although it was a dormitory-style dormitory, it was still a martial arts school that charged tuition, so the treatment wasn't too bad.

There were only three shops in total.

Li Chuan couldn't help but recall that in some schools in his previous life, there were forty or fifty beds crammed into one room...

"These people are truly ruthless, even worse than those in another world!"

With a snap, Li Chuan lit the oil lamp.

"Senior Brother Li, you're back so late?"

Qin Feng opened one eye, looking somewhat bewildered.

Upon seeing that Li Chuan's black training clothes were completely soaked and clinging to his body, Qin Feng sat up abruptly.

"Senior Brother Li, you've fallen into the water again?!"

Li Chuan: "...I forgot the time while practicing stance training."

Qin Feng was surprised.

Although he had only been at the martial arts school for three days, he had already heard about Li Chuan's exploits.

The most important thing for him every day was to think of ways to please Jiang Ting.

Practicing martial arts?

I've been here for four months and haven't even learned the Tongbei Quan, the signature move of Songfeng Martial Arts School!

However, instead of revealing her true thoughts, she put on a fawning smile:

"Senior Brother Li, you must be tired from practicing. Let me help you make your bed!"

Li Chuan glanced at him:

"No need, Junior Brother Qin, I can do it myself."

Qin Feng gave an awkward smile and continued:

"Then I'll wash your socks for you!"

Li Chuan smiled and shook his head:

"Junior Brother Qin, don't trouble yourself, I can handle it myself."

Qin Feng entered the academy two days ago. Like him, he had inferior physical constitution and came from an ordinary background.

He's quite clever; knowing he's new, he always tries to help out and get more work done.

"By the way, why didn't Junior Brother Hu come back? What happened?" Li Chuan asked casually. "But he has excellent aptitude and is the darling of the martial arts school, so nothing bad can happen to him."

"Hu Yuan... he's gone into the inner courtyard."

"What?" Li Chuan looked surprised.

Songfeng Martial Arts School is divided into an inner courtyard and an outer courtyard.

The outer courtyard was where ordinary apprentices and disciples stayed.

The inner courtyard is only open to disciples with "hidden strength" skills.

The food and accommodation have been upgraded to a higher standard, far surpassing what the Foreign Languages ​​Department can offer.

Hu Yuan had only been a disciple for two days when he entered the inner courtyard?

"My master wrote to say that he wants to take Hu Yuan as his personal disciple, and he will enjoy the same treatment as the other disciples with Dark Strength..."

The disciples of Songfeng Martial Arts School are divided into three levels.

Those who haven't yet entered the martial arts school are called apprentices, and those who have reached the Ming Jin level are called registered disciples. They can use the name of the martial arts school to communicate with outsiders.

The next level up, those with hidden strength are called inner disciples, who, as the name suggests, can enter their master's quarters, showing the close relationship between the two.

Envy appeared in Qin Feng's eyes:

"That's Master Liang's last disciple. He'll be practicing martial arts to prepare for old age, so he'll definitely receive the best training."

"I'd always heard people say how rare superior physical attributes were, but I never really understood. Now that I'm in a martial arts school, I realize that there's a world of difference between superior physical attributes and those of inferior ones like mine!"

"And I heard that Jiang Ting and Hu Yuan have been getting very close lately, often going out together..." Qin Feng carefully observed Li Chuan's expression, hoping to see some frustration and envy.

But there was nothing there.

Li Chuan's expression was calm; he was simply focused on doing his own thing.

Qin Feng truly felt this time that Senior Brother Li was different.