I was told I'd be a late bloomer, but I was born with the potential to achieve great things!

"Liu Shuqing, what do you mean? Why are you giving money to support that country bumpkin?"

In the first dormitory, Liu Xuehui, who was ranked among the top ten, stared intently at Liu Shuqing as she returned to her dormitory, his words filled with barely suppressed anger.

"Is there a problem with that?"

Liu Shuqing blinked, walked casually to her bed, and said in a relaxed tone.

"What's the problem, hehe?"

Liu Xuehui laughed in anger, his face turning extremely ugly.

"Have you forgotten the way those country bumpkins looked at us? They wanted to devour us alive."

Now you've actually shown weakness to them and even spent money on them. This is a betrayal, a betrayal of the people of Ningshan.

Do you want to see them trample us underfoot and then look on with smug expressions?

In just five days, Zhou An increased his arm strength from 67 jin to 94 jin.

Liu Xuehui dared not think about it.

I dare not imagine what level Zhou An would reach in the next test if he were to have a medicinal diet every day, just like them.

I'm afraid...

They might directly take his spot.

"There is one thing I hope Brother Liu will understand: we are now in the Seven Mysteries Sect."

Seeing Liu Xuehui's almost fiery gaze, Liu Shuqing was not frightened at all; on the contrary, her expression remained extremely calm.

"What does Brother Liu mean?"

Upon hearing this, Qian Youde, who had accompanied him, asked thoughtfully.

"One serving of medicinal cuisine is equivalent to ten servings of meat, but in the Seven Mysteries Sect, as long as they work hard, they can eat meat every day."

It's only the fifth day of their martial arts training, and there's still a significant gap between them and us. But given time, that gap will disappear.

After glancing at Liu Xuehui, who was still angry, Liu Shuqing shifted her gaze from the Ningshan students in the dormitory to Qian Youde.

"Why did we come to the Seven Mysteries Sect? Isn't it because the Seven Mysteries Sect is currently weak in front of the Black Tiger Gang, so we can seize the initiative?"

However, to gain the upper hand, one needs sufficient martial arts aptitude.

Back in the city, there were so many people who were far superior to us in terms of both talent and family background. Compared to them, what difference was there between us and the country bumpkins you see?

"Since you understand this principle, why do you still fund those poor peasants? Why let them come and rob us?"

Liu Xuehui was still somewhat indignant.

"In at most half a month, I will be able to sense the Qi and blood, but sensing the Qi and blood is only the beginning of this martial arts path."

If you want to go further in the future, you'll need someone to mentor you.

Liu Shuqing spoke calmly as always.

"Since we are now more 'talented' and have more money than them, we should take this opportunity to win over those who are truly more qualified than us."

In this way, when we become formal disciples of the Seven Mysteries Sect in the future, whether it's looking out for each other or helping each other out, it will be entirely beneficial for us.

At this point, Liu Shuqing finally spoke to Liu Xuehui in a deep voice.

"For the sake of being fellow Ningshan natives, I will leave it at that."

If Brother Liu still feels there's anything wrong with me, then my fists are just as hard as they can be.

"you!"

Seeing Liu Shuqing's eyes suddenly turn sharp, Liu Xuehui's anger surged.

"Brother Liu, calm down. I think what Brother Liu said makes sense."

Qian Youde grabbed Liu Xuehui, who was seething with anger, and said thoughtfully.

"Brother Qian, are you going to stop me too?"

Liu Xuehui suddenly turned around.

The reason he came to question Liu Shuqing was because Qian Youde had instigated him, but now the latter was speaking up for him.

"I didn't think this through beforehand. Let's go outside and talk."

Qian Youde shook his head apologetically, gave a knowing look that only the two of them could understand, and then led Liu Xuehui out of the dormitory.

"Phew, finally some peace and quiet."

Watching the two figures leave, Liu Shuqing appeared calm on the surface, but in reality, she breathed a sigh of relief.

Although he was not afraid of Liu Xuehui, he was no match for the many hands that surrounded him. If he were to be ganged up on, he would inevitably get a beating.

After all, although it was stated beforehand, as members of Ningshan, it was a tacit understanding that they would work together to seize resources and squeeze out outsiders.

"Brother Zhou, you are my first investment, so please don't let me down."

Thinking of that boy whose looks were no less than her own, Liu Shuqing glanced at the Ningshan students in the dormitory, each with a different expression.

After figuring out that he wouldn't be ganged up on tonight, he felt relieved and sat down on the bed to rest.

......

Hospital B.

"Brother Zhou's boxing skills are becoming more and more exquisite."

Inside the dormitory, Qian San looked at Zhou An, who was still cultivating outside, and sighed as he wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Brother Qian is right. We all practice martial arts and eat, but Brother Zhou can eat two more bowls than us at every meal. It's really admirable."

No wonder Liu Shuqing from the top academy proactively offered him medicinal meals; he was afraid that Brother Zhou would surpass them sooner or later, so he tried to win him over before noon.

Sun Shi, standing to the side, also sighed with admiration.

Listening to the discussions of the crowd, Tang Shan, who was also panting heavily from exhaustion, had a very complicated look in his eyes.

Although he still wanted to defeat the boy practicing martial arts in the courtyard head-on, the thought that the second-ranked person had taken the initiative to befriend him filled him with a strange sense of powerlessness.

"One day, I will surpass him."

Out of sight, out of mind. Having exhausted all his strength, Tang Shan simply closed his eyes and lay down on the bed.

In the blink of an eye, the time it takes for an incense stick to burn has passed.

In the courtyard, Zhou An was drenched in sweat, but his eyes became increasingly bright as he punched the air in front of him.

"Snapped!"

Suddenly, a muffled thud echoed through the air.

It wasn't the sound of clothes hitting an arm, but rather the force that exploded through the air.

[Tongbei Changquan (Dacheng 5/800): Ten practices daily, mastery achieved in six months]

"I did it! I did it!"

"This is what Coach Guo meant when he said, 'A single sound is worth a thousand pieces of gold, a burst of brilliant energy.'"

Feeling the surging power of qi and blood within his body, Zhou An's eyes were filled with joy.

As his fist technique reached its peak, he could clearly feel the wisps of qi and blood gathering together within his body, gradually flowing through his entire body starting from his arms.

According to head coach Guo Tao, once the power of qi and blood flows throughout the body, he will be a legitimate blood-training martial artist.

Blood-training martial artist.

It is said that many gentry, wealthy families, and merchants would vie to invite martial artists who practiced blood cultivation to their homes or to become their head guards. The wages alone would amount to more than ten taels of silver per month, and there would be many bonuses during festivals.

"Finally, finally I have a foothold in this world."

Thinking of this, Zhou An couldn't help but smile.

It's not that relying on others' charity is bad, but relying on your own hard work will always give you a better future.

"This is just the beginning. One day I will become a top martial artist at the Innate Realm, and become the immortal who flies over this small town."

With this in mind, Zhou An took a deep breath and walked towards the dormitory.

Next, he needs to get a good night's sleep.

Everything should be done in moderation.

Although his boxing skills had just reached the advanced stage and he had successfully unleashed Ming Jin, nearly half of his vital energy was depleted after that punch.

Whether in terms of momentum or explosive power, it was far inferior to Coach Guo's performance that day.

Zhou An understood.

This is because his foundation is still too weak, and he needs to eat more to gradually strengthen his qi and blood.

Fortunately, he will have medicinal meals provided by Liu Shuqing for the next four days, which should allow him to make significant progress.

No wonder he's a guy whose looks are slightly less than mine; his judgment is spot on.

After washing up, Zhou An lay down on the bed and began to carefully recall the scene of the burst of energy in his mind.

As an exceptionally talented individual, he refused to allow his talent to go to waste.

After an incense stick had burned, Zhou An's mind began to feel drowsy. After his fist technique increased by another twenty points, he gradually fell asleep.

Five days passed in the blink of an eye.

Soon, the day of the third test arrived.

.......