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

The next day.

As dawn broke, Zhou An opened his eyes on the bed, feeling refreshed and invigorated.

He discovered that falling asleep using the breathing techniques of Tongbei Changquan before bed significantly improved his sleep quality.

After glancing at the five people who were still asleep, Zhou An, not wanting to disturb them, lightly got out of bed.

After washing up, I went to the courtyard.

Yesterday I made some progress in my boxing skills; today is the time to solidify them.

Seeing the first light of dawn in the sky, Zhou An immediately began his cultivation.

After three rounds, the progress increased by 35 points.

[Tongbei Changquan (Minor Success 43/500): Practice ten times daily, can be mastered in three months]

"At this rate, I'm afraid my boxing skills will be mastered in just a few days."

Zhou An touched his belly, which had shrunk again, his eyes filled with anticipation.

After performing the Tongbei Changquan (a type of martial arts) three times, he could clearly feel that the power of his internal energy and blood had increased significantly.

Zhou An thoroughly enjoyed this feeling of constantly growing stronger.

According to the entrance examination given by head instructor Guo Tao yesterday, once one senses the Qi and blood, one can become a formal disciple of the Seven Mysteries Sect.

However, Zhou An was not in a hurry to report his achievements.

Yesterday, he was a poor boy who grew up eating food from many families and had never been exposed to martial arts.

If people knew that he had successfully sensed the flow of qi and blood in just one day... that would be too dangerous.

Perhaps after the report is submitted, he will become a genius admired by everyone in the Seven Mysteries Sect, but he will also definitely become a thorn in the side of the Black Tiger Gang.

A genius who doesn't grow up isn't a genius.

Now that he had confirmed his talent, Zhou An needed to give himself enough time to realize it.

Sensing Qi and blood sounds impressive, but the truth is, right now, he can't even beat one of the head coach Guo Tao's hands.

To newcomers, Head Instructor Guo Tao is an invincible figure, but within the Seven Mysteries Sect and the Black Tiger Gang, he is certainly not an invincible opponent.

In fact, with Zhou An's current strength, he might not even be able to defeat the young men in fine clothes who entered the sect with him.

To obstruct someone's future is like killing their parents.

For martial artists, the hatred of having their resources stolen is no less intense than that of the former.

Those elegantly dressed youths must have cultivated at home before coming, but there must be quite a few formal disciples of the Seven Mysteries Sect who are even stronger than them.

Rising like a shooting star may attract attention and bring many resources, but not everyone is so open-minded.

If someone harbors resentment, Zhou An cannot possibly defend against it 24 hours a day.

"Wait a little longer, I need time to develop. From now on, I'll focus on eating."

Zhou An thought to himself.

The rankings will be re-established in three days... If the top ten don't improve much, I might have a chance.

Because the initial gap between the two was too large, and the time was too short, even though Zhou An had already achieved some mastery of the fist technique, he was not very confident.

The third ranking is Zhou An's goal.

"Brother Zhou, you're up so early?"

At that moment, Qian San's surprised voice came from not far away.

"I went to bed too early last night, so I should get up early to rest and recuperate. Besides... it's almost dinnertime."

Looking at Qian San carrying the washbasin, Zhou An pointed to the bright white sky and said with a smile.

"It seems I've been too lazy. I wonder if Brother Zhou could wake me up tomorrow?"

After sighing, Qian San spoke.

"After all, we've already lost out to them in terms of family background. The only way to make up for the gap is through hard work and eating more."

Qian San was very clever when he was in the village.

He knew that his abilities were inferior to others, so he understood that by following those who were both strong and hardworking, he could improve himself.

"it is good."

Zhou An nodded and did not refuse.

Because waking someone up doesn't take up much of his time.

Soon, everyone in the dormitory got up. After learning that Zhou An had already reviewed his lessons, they all decided to get up early and practice martial arts together.

Although Tangshan had suffered a lot of humiliation yesterday, he didn't want to fall too far behind in the future, so he nodded silently.

In the cafeteria.

How many breakfasts do you plan to have?

Thinking of yesterday's scene, Sister Ge looked at Zhou An, who was serving food, and said with a smile.

Two meals.

Zhou An flashed a bright white smile and replied with a laugh.

After finishing his first meal, Zhou An went to the courtyard outside the hall to practice martial arts in full view of everyone.

Qian San, Sun Shi, Liu Tiezhu, and Zhang Yida followed immediately. Tang Shan glanced at the elegantly dressed young men who were laughing from time to time, but didn't lose face.

However, some clever boys from other dormitories, thinking they could get more food, followed along in twos and threes.

But soon, someone noticed something was wrong.

While they both ate and practiced martial arts, when it came to their second meal, they could barely manage to eat another bowl of rice, far less than Zhou An.

"Great, you've made significant progress today."

On the training ground, after teaching Tongbei Changquan once, Guo Tao looked at the teenagers who were already doing quite well and nodded in satisfaction.

"Zhou An, you will continue to lead the martial arts demonstration on stage today. I will give you an extra bowl of meat at noon."

"Thank you, Coach."

Zhou An appeared delighted on the surface, but inwardly he couldn't help but sigh.

As expected, the reward of medicinal cuisine is not a frequent occurrence.

Fortunately, being able to eat an extra bowl of meat helped him a lot.

At noon, Zhou An took the opportunity to test his arm strength with the stone lock.

Although he couldn't immediately gauge his own abilities like Coach Guo, when he lifted the 50-pound stone lock with an added stone handle...

Although it was still somewhat strenuous, it was significantly easier than yesterday.

"My arm strength definitely exceeds 70 jin, which is 22 jin less than Liu Xuehui, who is 10th from the bottom."

After putting down the stone lock, Zhou An sighed inwardly.

As I judged, although the progress in boxing skills is fast, the development of strength cannot be achieved overnight.

However, the deeper one's mastery of the martial art, the stronger its effect on strengthening one's qi and blood will be.

"Medicinal cuisine, meat, martial arts... you still need to eat more of these."

Looking in the direction of the 80-pound stone lock, Zhou An felt that before he could break into the top ten, he should at least win the title of "King of Dry Rice".

Several days passed in the blink of an eye.

Everyone got up very early that day.

On the training ground, the second ranking test arrived as scheduled.

"Sun Wenhao, 130 jin (72.5 catties)."

"Liu Shuqing, 121 jin (approximately 84.5 catties)."

"Qian Youde, 108 jin (60 catties)"

......

"Liu Xuehui, 103 jin (63.5 catties)."

"The rise is so fast. In just five days, none of the top ten people have an arm strength of less than 10 jin (5 catties)."

"Medicinal cuisine must be the result of medicinal cuisine."

Looking at the elegantly dressed young men chatting and laughing not far away, the group of poor children felt as if a mountain was pressing down on them, making it difficult to even breathe.

"Wang Yi, 81 jin (65 catties)."

Soon, it was the turn of the boys from College B.

"I gained 12 pounds, even without taking the medicinal diet."

Almost the instant Wang Yi's results were announced, the eyes of the group of teenagers who had been feeling overwhelmed suddenly lit up.

"12 jin (6 catties), we are not without hope."

Upon realizing this, everyone's eyes lit up, and many people subconsciously looked in Zhou An's direction.

In their minds, if Wang Yi, who hadn't taken any medicinal diet, could gain 12 pounds of arm strength in five days, then Zhou An, who ate at least two meals a day and had taken medicinal diet, was definitely not worth that much.

"Zhou An".

Soon, Zhou An's name came from Qian Ming's mouth.

"Keep it up, Brother Zhou! You must make us proud!"

Almost the instant Zhou An's name was mentioned, Qian San, Sun Shi, and other boys from the dormitory and those they knew cheered him on.

"It's my turn."

Amidst the expectant gazes of the crowd, Zhou An took a deep breath and immediately walked forward.

"If you eat so much every day, it would be embarrassing if you couldn't even eat as much as Wang Yi."

Looking at Zhou An walking onto the stage, Tang Shan in the audience had mixed feelings.

As roommates who had a minor conflict on the first day, he neither wanted Zhou An to win, but also hoped that Zhou An would win.

After all, most of those who hadn't tried the medicinal diet after Wang Yi only gained five or six pounds.

"Let's begin."

Looking at Zhou An who had come to the stone lock, Guo Tao said calmly.

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