62: Chapter 62 The Yanghe Martial Arts School, a Place Where Geniuses Emerge?

Lu Cheng went to Bailian Martial Arts Hall as usual in the afternoon.

Just as he entered the training area, he heard people whispering nearby.

"Is Yanghe Martial Arts Hall going crazy lately? We were beating them down last week, but their results have skyrocketed this week."

"I heard that quite a few students in their hall have already reached the Viscera Realm."

"Is that for real? Some of those guys hadn't even solidified their Tendon & Bone Stage before."

"It's true. Many apprentices have already run over there, thinking it's more promising."

Zhao Lie stood near the equipment area with a slightly dark expression. Seeing Lu Cheng arrive, he waved him over.

"You've come at the right time." Zhao Lie let out a breath. "Yanghe Martial Arts Hall has been acting very strange lately. Their students' results are improving rapidly, and many have even reached the Viscera Realm. A lot of apprentices from our hall have been lured over there, and the Hall Master has been annoyed to death these past two days."

Lu Cheng frowned slightly after hearing this.

Every level of the Body Refining Realm requires solidifying a foundation, especially the Viscera stage, where Qi and Blood must be stacked to at least 80 points.

Physical foundation, breathing techniques, and daily tempering all need to keep up.

His own Guiding Technique had already reached the Origin level, and combined with eating a lot of good things... his cultivation speed was already absurd enough.

He knew very well that his speed was definitely among the top tier for his age.

Yet now, so many Viscera Realm students had suddenly popped up at Yanghe Martial Arts Hall?

In the center of the training field, Qian Shuying had already finished warming up. With a flick of her hand, the wind from her blade sliced through the air with a soft sound.

"Why are you spacing out?"

She looked at the stopped Lu Cheng. There was fine sweat on her forehead, but her gaze remained steady.

Lu Cheng walked forward and casually mentioned what Zhao Lie had just said.

Qian Shuying's expression didn't change after hearing it. She just held her blade horizontally and spoke indifferently.

"This kind of increase in Qi and Blood is definitely not normal."

"The higher-ups have already sent people to investigate."

After saying that, she tilted her chin at Lu Cheng.

"Now, start attacking me."

"After I'm done, it'll be your turn."

Lu Cheng: "..."

Hearing this from her mouth sounded strange no matter how he looked at it.

He didn't know if it was his imagination, but ever since he had bitten the bullet and lied to "Qian Shuying" last time, this person seemed to have awakened something strange.

Lu Cheng muttered to himself, but his movements didn't stop, and he stepped onto the ring...

Bang!

With one punch, Qian Shuying raised her arm to block it head-on. The floor beneath her feet made a dull sound, and she slid back half a step.

"Again."

Bang!

Bang! Bang!

The two soon clashed fiercely.

Qian Shuying's Geng Metal Tiger Pattern gradually emerged, her skin faintly emitting a metallic cold light, and her Wind-Splitting Slash blade techniques became faster with every strike. Lu Cheng, on the other hand, had his Hardening Pulse fully activated, alternating between Crushing Fist and Wandering Step. He changed directions at high speed around her, his punches growing heavier with each blow.

Qian Duoduo nearby winced while watching.

"Sis is really ruthless..."

Zhao Lie watched from the side, his eyelids twitching more and more.

Whenever these two little monsters trained, the atmosphere of the entire arena changed.

Bang!

Another head-on collision.

Qian Shuying's shoulders sank as she took the hit head-on. Her breathing was noticeably heavier, but she still stared at Lu Cheng.

"Don't hold back."

"You won't learn anything with this level of force!"

...

By the time he left Bailian Martial Arts Hall, the sky was already a bit dark, and his Hardening Pulse had reached the Origin realm!

[Hardening Pulse (Mastery) → Hardening Pulse · Origin!]

[Hardening Pulse · Origin — New Effect: After activating the skill, when receiving a single-point attack, the damage will be shared across the entire body like water waves.]

Good stuff. It significantly improved his defensive ability against single-point bursts...

Combined with his current Dragon Scale Holy Armor and Lone Hero...

This level of tankiness would make even Xia Yunchi call it monstrous...

Lu Cheng was in a pretty good mood.

"Even Hardening Pulse has reached the Origin realm..."

"It's time to learn some new martial arts techniques."

Just as he was thinking this, his phone vibrated.

The screen lit up.

Ma Dachun sent a message.

Help! Brother Cheng!

There were several exclamation marks and crying face emojis following it.

Lu Cheng scanned it, raised an eyebrow, and directly placed a voice call.

As soon as it connected, a chaotic noise came from the other side, along with screams.

"Brother Cheng! Help! Our martial arts hall is being raided!"

"Those bastards from Yanghe Martial Arts Hall are here!"

"They're only targeting people from No. 3 High School, saying it's to avenge Young Master Zhou. Now, no one in the hall dares to step up. Even Chen Wu has been beaten down!"

Lu Cheng's eyes turned cold instantly.

"Send me the location."

"Right away!"

A dozen minutes later.

Lu Cheng arrived at the martial arts hall where Ma Dachun was.

Before he even entered the door, he heard a commotion inside. There were broken water bottles and training gear on the floor. A few students stood far away at the entrance with ugly expressions, none daring to approach the central area.

As soon as Lu Cheng entered, he saw Chen Wu leaning against the wall. His face was bruised and purple, blood was hanging from the corner of his mouth, and his chest was heaving violently. He had clearly been beaten badly.

Ma Dachun was crouching nearby, wiping blood off him with a towel. When he saw Lu Cheng, his eyes lit up.

"Brother Cheng! Over here!"

Seven or eight young men were standing in the center of the field, uniformly wearing Yanghe Martial Arts Hall training uniforms. They all looked arrogant, with the gear of several No. 3 High School students being stepped on at their feet.

The leader crossed his arms and swept a glance at Lu Cheng.

"Are you from No. 3 High School too?"

Lu Cheng didn't answer him. He first looked at Chen Wu, then scanned those people on the field.

Qi and Blood are unstable.

Breathing is chaotic.

Their stance is loose... but their Qi and Blood have truly reached the Viscera Realm...

Lu Cheng's eyes narrowed slightly. Sent by the Zhou Family?

Unlikely.

The Zhou Family had just sent him gifts today, and they had done enough surface-level pleasantries. Turning around to send people to beat up No. 3 High School students would be purely redundant.

That left only one possibility.

Cheng Shaoyang.

That idiot from Yanghe Martial Arts Hall is a lackey for Zhou Lize, and now that the students at Yanghe Martial Arts Hall are having a collective "surge," this whole thing today is nine times out of ten him stirring up trouble behind the scenes to win some face for Zhou Lize...

Lu Cheng tossed his schoolbag aside and walked slowly to the front.

"Just you few?"

The leader sneered.

"What, you want to stand up for them?"

Lu Cheng loosened his wrists, his tone very casual.

"I can't be bothered to fight you one by one."

"Come at me together."

As soon as these words were spoken, the side of the field fell silent.

Those people from Yanghe Martial Arts Hall were stunned for a moment, then their expressions darkened.

"Come at you together?"

"You're quite arrogant."

"Brothers! Beat him into a cripple!"

As the last sentence fell, seven or eight people rushed up at the same time.

The group on the sidelines felt their scalps tingle.

Chen Wu leaned against the wall, gritting his teeth and looking up, staring fixedly at the center of the field.

The next second.

Lu Cheng moved.

With Wandering Step activated, he disappeared from the spot instantly, leaving an afterimage behind as he cut directly into the side of the crowd.

Bang!

The first punch slammed fiercely into the ribs of the person in front.

That person didn't even have time to react before flying sideways, knocking over two people behind him.

Immediately after, Lu Cheng turned and delivered an elbow strike.

Crack!

The sound of bone cracking was chillingly crisp.

The second person knelt down, clutching his shoulder and screaming.

"Too slow."

Lu Cheng's voice was flat, but his movements were absurdly fast.

As the third person lifted his leg, he raised his hand to block. Hardening Pulse instantly covered his arm, and the leg whip only made a dull thud upon impact. The next second, a Crushing Fist slammed into his face.

Bang!

That person's nose bled profusely, his entire face deformed, and he fell straight to the ground.

The expressions of the remaining few changed completely, and they hurriedly surrounded him, throwing punches and kicks.

Lu Cheng couldn't even be bothered to dodge them all.

He took two hits, his body only trembling slightly.

This group of people wasn't even worth him activating Hardening Pulse!

Bang, bang, bang, bang!

The sounds of fists, kicks, dull thuds, and screams exploded into a mess in just a few seconds.

Lu Cheng rammed through the crowd, and whoever his fist landed on went flying.

Although those people were numerous, they were scattered when they fought, their coordination was terrible, and their attacks were weak.

Less than a minute later.

Only Lu Cheng was left standing in the center of the field.

Those seven or eight people from Yanghe Martial Arts Hall were all lying on the ground.

The entire martial arts hall went quiet.

Those on the sidelines who had originally avoided the conflict were all agape, unable to recover for a long while.

Ma Dachun was the first to react, jumping up directly.

"Awesome!!!"

"Brother Cheng! You are my god!"

Lu Cheng shook his hands and looked down at the people on the ground, but his frown deepened.

Too weak.

The Qi and Blood of these people had indeed risen.

But their bodies hadn't kept up at all.

The balance was lost, their Qi and Blood were floating on the surface, and their breathing techniques hadn't truly absorbed this power.

To call them Viscera Realm was a bit of an overstatement.

In Lu Cheng's estimation, these people were at most just a cut above the Tendon & Bone Stage, and their foundation was rotten to the core.

The only reason they were able to beat Chen Wu was by using their Qi and Blood to wear him out.

Lu Cheng looked at them, his tone rare and serious.

"Your Qi and Blood are floating and empty, your foundation is non-existent."

"In your state, calling yourselves Tendon & Bone Stage is generous."

He paused and added another sentence.

"You'd better go back and solidify your foundation."

"If you keep going like this, you won't get very far in the future."

This was already a kind piece of advice.

But the expressions of those on the ground were uglier than the last, and they couldn't listen at all.

The leader gritted his teeth, propped himself up to stand, glared at Lu Cheng with resentment, and then waved his hand.

"Let's go!"

The few helped each other and left the martial arts hall in a dejected state.

After they left, the atmosphere in the hall slowly relaxed.

Chen Wu clutched his ribs and walked to Lu Cheng's side step by step, his face pale, but his eyes full of irrepressible unwillingness.

"I lost..."

His voice was very low and hoarse.

"I should say, I haven't won against anyone."

"Since I was a child, I always thought I was a genius, and I awakened an A-grade talent..."

"But now, anyone can step on me."

Lu Cheng turned to look at him. He hated this kind of half-dead state the most.

Doubting life after losing one match, complaining about heaven and others after getting beaten.

Lu Cheng started scolding him directly.

"If you really think you're weak, go train, damn it."

"I hate people like you who are wishy-washy the most."

Chen Wu was stunned and looked up at him.

Lu Cheng stared at him, his tone heavier.

"Tomorrow, we're having a joint operation with other schools. If you go to the Wasteland Zone in this state..."

"You will die!"

Chen Wu's lips moved, but he couldn't say a word of rebuttal.

Lu Cheng couldn't be bothered to argue with him anymore, picked up his schoolbag, and turned to leave.

As he reached the door, Ma Dachun's voice came from behind.

This guy was squatting next to Chen Wu, his tone quite serious.

"Bro, life is still long, don't think so negatively. We're barely getting started, aren't we?"

"The priority is to cultivate well. Wait until you get a good grade in the martial arts exam; that's the time to worry about things."

Lu Cheng's mouth twitched as he heard this, but he didn't stop, walking straight out the door.

As the night wind blew, his mind cleared up quite a bit. Tomorrow's trip to the Wasteland Zone probably wouldn't be peaceful either... He should make some preparations in advance.

He still had a system space, at least he had to fill it up so he wouldn't fail during the intensive training.