Chapter 126 Hellish Training: Learning Has No Bounds

After finishing the deep conversation with Wu Changhe, Li Ang sat on the apartment sofa.

Looking at the densely packed "Devil Training Schedule" in his hand, a smile couldn't help but curl at the corners of his mouth.

"In this conversation, Old Wu still held something back; he didn't fully explain the core secrets of the Twin Stars."

This wasn't a lack of trust, but rather a form of protection based on practical considerations.

From Wu Changhe's perspective, no matter how much of a Prodigy Li Ang was...

...currently, he was merely a "Qi and Blood Seventh Stage" high school student who had just begun to make a name for himself at the city level.

Contacting secrets that touched upon the fundamental logic of the world too early...

...would not only be unhelpful but would also make it easy to aim for the unattainable.

It would disturb his current Dao Heart.

Li Ang understood this very well.

Li Ang casually placed the training schedule on the table, leaned back, and rested his hands behind his head.

"But it doesn't matter. What can be confirmed is that there were no issues with my previous choice of direction."

"Whether it's going to the Federal Martial Arts University, with its strong military background and strict rules..."

"...or the Changjing Martial Arts University, which has the deepest heritage and a prevalent culture of martial arts."

"Both are the best springboards for me to reach the world's core power circles and obtain high-level resources."

"As for the final choice..."

Li Ang's gaze shifted to the simulator panel on his retina, which was currently in a cooling countdown.

"The specific situation will still depend on the next simulation."

Although there was still nearly a month until the start of the fifth simulation.

But Li Ang wasn't in a hurry at all.

In that misty "Han Ming Grotto-Heaven" where there wasn't even any Origin Qi...

...he had endured for nearly eighty years.

By comparison, this short thirty-day cooldown period in the real world...

...was to him like a weekend break after a long period of overtime.

It was a rare, brief respite that could be used to settle his state of mind.

...

The brief weekend soon came to an end.

Early Monday morning, before dawn.

Inside the special-grade combat room of Longnan No. 1 High School.

The dense sound of clashing metal and the muffled thuds of Qi and blood collisions could be heard.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

"Faster! Faster! Keep your lower body steady, strike hard with your blade! Haven't you eaten?!"

Wu Changhe held a specially made training blade in his hand.

He shouted rebukes...

...while mercilessly launching a storm-like assault on Li Ang.

Early this morning, Li Ang began the "Hell Special Training" he had agreed upon with Old Wu.

"Huff... huff..."

Li Ang held the training blade with both hands, gasping for breath while clumsily parrying Old Wu's offensive.

His forehead was covered in bean-sized beads of sweat, and his face appeared flushed due to "over-circulating Qi and blood."

Even the hand holding the blade was trembling slightly, looking completely exhausted and severely oxygen-deprived.

But in reality?

It was all an act by Li Ang!

To be honest, Li Ang was secretly rejoicing in his heart.

Fortunately, last night in the apartment, he had specifically spent an hour...

...practicing the micro-expressions and physiological reactions of "how a Qi and Blood Seventh Stage should be beaten up by someone in the Origin Opening Realm" in front of a mirror.

Otherwise, with his current terrifying Physical Body foundation of the Soaring Realm and the abnormal recovery power of the Cang Ming Lotus Heart Divine Fetus...

...even if he stood there and traded blows with Old Wu for a day and a night, he probably wouldn't sweat much!

"Adjust the force, suppress the power..."

"Control the Qi and blood to flow back into the facial capillaries, create a flush... force out cold sweat..."

While silently reciting his "acting principles" in his head...

...he effortlessly matched Old Wu's rhythm.

For an ordinary person, this would definitely be an extremely difficult and delicate task.

But for Li Ang, who had already experienced countless life-and-death situations and whose control over his body had reached the pinnacle...

...after a bit of adaptation, he acted it out seamlessly.

After all, he was a veteran actor.

What was such a small scene to him?

However, as their blades continued to clash one after another...

...the "occupational hazard" buried deep in Li Ang's bones inevitably flared up.

You see, in the last simulation, he hadn't just been the gold medal teaching assistant of Longnan No. 1 High School for a long time...

...he had also founded the Cang Ming Divine Cult in the grotto-heaven, teaching generations of believers and Martial Artists.

"Nitpicking" and "correcting errors" had long since become his muscle memory.

"The starting stance of Old Wu's 'Peak Severing' move—the angle of the wrist rotation is off by three degrees."

"This causes a five percent loss in power transmission..."

"The landing of the left foot is too solid; if the opponent catches onto this..."

"...after this strike misses, he'll have at least 0.2 seconds of stiffness where he can't change moves..."

While being beaten, Li Ang frantically analyzed the flaws in Wu Changhe's blade techniques in his mind.

At the same time, the Tireless Teacher (Green) talent equipped in his fourth slot...

...began to work silently.

"Clang!"

Another collision.

This time, at the moment Li Ang parried and retreated...

...the edge of his blade seemed to stumble and flick upward.

The back of the blade, by an extreme coincidence, brushed against the 'Yangxi Acupoint' on Wu Changhe's right wrist.

The force was extremely light, as if it were just an accident from unstable defense.

But Wu Changhe suddenly felt a soreness in his wrist, and his originally somewhat stiff power trajectory...

...actually became a bit smoother because of this slight stimulation!

"Hmm?"

Wu Changhe's heart stirred.

But he didn't stop, continuing his fierce assault.

"Swish!"

Li Ang was pushed back again. This time, as his toes retreated...

...he appeared to panickedly step on the spot where Wu Changhe had intended to land.

Instinctively, to avoid Li Ang's foot...

...Wu Changhe's footwork shifted slightly, turning from solid to empty.

As a result of this change, he suddenly discovered...

...that not only did he not lose his balance...

...but because of the flexible shift in his center of gravity...

...the transition to the next strike became even smoother and more rapid!

"This..."

As the special training deepened, Wu Changhe fought more and more smoothly.

The more he fought, the more he felt an indescribable, strange sensation.

Clearly, he was relying on his Origin Opening Realm strength and decades of experience to suppress Li Ang in all aspects.

Beating the kid until he had no power to fight back.

And the kid's blade technique was indeed improving bit by bit under high pressure.

His reaction speed was extremely fast.

But...

...why did he always have a feeling...

...that his own blade path was being led by this kid...

...and even the illusion that it was being constantly "corrected"?!

"Could it be that after years of hard practice, I've finally reached the point where my accumulation is paying off?"

"Have I reached an Epiphany?!"

While swinging his blade, Wu Changhe began to wonder to himself.

"Or... is it that kid's Genius spirituality that's sparking my inspiration?"

"That's it! As the ancients said, teaching and learning benefit each other!"

"Sure enough, training with a Genius..."

"...even an old fellow like me, whose potential is exhausted, can catch a bit of that brilliance and get a share of the benefits!"

Wu Changhe didn't dwell on the irrationality of it.

Instead, he grew more excited and proficient as he fought!

He felt that after giving Li Ang the "special training session"...

...not only was he not tired, but his thoughts were clear, and he felt refreshed!

Wu Changhe was a pure martial arts fanatic.

After retiring from the military due to an injury years ago, choosing to become a Martial Skill teacher at Longnan No. 1 High School...

...had always been what he considered the best decision he'd ever made in his life.

Not only could he carry forward what he had learned, but he also had ample time to continuously improve himself.

And today, this hearty sparring session with Li Ang...

...made him feel that in his blade technique Realm, which had been stagnant for a long time...

...he had actually taken another small step forward!

How could he not be happy? He was practically beaming with joy!

"Good! Let's stop here for today!"

Wu Changhe happily sheathed his blade and wiped the slight sweat from his glowing face.

Looking at Li Ang, who was slumped on the ground "gasping for air," his eyes were full of affection for a good student.

"You kid really do have good Comprehension Ability."

"Though you're still a bit green, not breaking under my high pressure is a victory!"

Li Ang sat on the ground, fake-gasping heavily.

While secretly breathing a sigh of relief.

"Phew... Old Wu finally stopped."

"In order to correct those dozen or so tiny flaws without leaving a trace..."

"...my brain cells are almost burned out."

Li Ang had no idea about Old Wu's "teaching and learning benefit each other" sentiment.

He only felt that his acting skills had improved again.

However, in the micro-management of force...

...there were still some details that needed further polishing.

At this moment, the master and disciple, each with their own thoughts, glanced at each other through the air.

Unexpectedly, they both sighed in their hearts with perfect synchronicity:

"There is no end to learning!"