17: This is not right. How did you break my move?
Tang Gao opened his eyes, feeling his energy mostly restored. He had to admit, after becoming a Cultivator, his recovery speed had greatly improved.
“Alright, I’m coming downstairs now.”
Most of the students in the classroom had already left. Liu Ren waited until most people had gone before calling Tang Gao, telling him to rest a bit more.
Liu Ren knew exactly how diligent Brother Tang was, which was why he willingly called him Brother Tang.
Tang Gao got up and stretched a bit, then followed Liu Ren downstairs to the massive training ground.
The minor Martial Artist test was held at the training ground, personally supervised by the Class Teacher, along with several teachers in charge of the training ground, to prevent any issues.
The minor Martial Artist test was a training assessment not recorded in official files, used to check everyone’s daily training results.
As the college entrance exam approached, the weekly minor Martial Artist test was changed by the Class Teacher to twice a week.
If it weren't for everyone's lack of energy, the Class Teacher would have wished for daily minor Martial Artist tests to train everyone and check their actual effectiveness.
The class was usually divided into small groups, and within each small group, there were one-on-one partners.
Tang Gao’s partner was Liu Ren; it had been him for the past three years.
Tang Gao put on his protective gear and stood in front of Liu Ren, ready for sparring. Looking at Liu Ren, who also had his protective gear on, he suddenly thought of something: “Have I been a burden to you these past three years?”
Everyone else’s partners had Cultivator talent, but he didn’t. In their sparring, Liu Ren had never used Battle Qi, only relying on moves, afraid of injuring him if he used Battle Qi.
Doing so limited the training effect.
Liu Ren was surprised: “A little, yes, after all, Brother Tang, you don’t have Battle Qi, so you can’t fully spar with me.
But that’s not a problem, you know, I have a younger brother, I can just go home and spar with him.
Besides, Brother Tang, your understanding of moves is very strong. In three years, I’ve never beaten you in terms of moves.”
Liu Ren only had an advantage in Cultivation, but he had never won against Tang Gao in terms of moves.
Before, Liu Ren would also lose, but mostly due to not understanding deeply enough. They often had to fight for a long time to determine a winner, indicating they were at the same skill level.
Lately, for some reason, Brother Tang’s understanding of moves was changing dramatically day by day.
Tang Gao nodded and said faintly, “Starting today, use Battle Qi.”
Liu Ren hesitated, not rushing to act: “Brother Tang, you’ve just mastered Battle Qi, should I use less?”
His father had said that Tang Gao had awakened High Grade Battle Qi, but in terms of quantity, it definitely wasn’t as much as his own.
He had nine-segment Battle Qi, cackle!
Tang Gao’s eyes were calm, his tone certain: “Use all of it.”
Liu Ren scratched his head, intending to comply, but before fighting, he still waved to the Class Teacher: “Teacher! Teacher!”
The Class Teacher walked over, and seeing it was the problem student Liu Ren, his brain instinctively began to ache, his tone helpless: “What is it?”
Liu Ren looked innocent: “Brother Tang wants me to spar with full strength, I’d like to ask you to supervise.”
The Class Teacher was a bit surprised and looked at Tang Gao: “Why let him use full strength? Are you worried about affecting his Martial Artist test score? The college entrance exam focuses on move assessment, and Cultivation accounts for a small percentage.
If it’s really not working, I can even feed him moves.”
Liu Ren watched, his teeth gritting. What the heck? When he saw me, it was just a cold 'What is it?', but when it involved Brother Tang, he was so concerned?
Damn double-standard Class Teacher!
Tang Gao shook his head: “No, it’s just that I seem to have awakened my talent recently, and I want to test the effect.”
The Class Teacher’s mouth dropped open: “What?! You awakened your talent?!”
The time everyone awakens their talent is not the same. Awakening Cultivation talent in the third year of high school is not uncommon, but it certainly makes people feel very surprised and delighted.
The Class Teacher’s exclamation attracted the attention of most people on the training ground.
“Huh? Who awakened their talent?”
“Holy crap! It couldn’t be Brother Tang, could it?! He’s a top student in academic tests! Wouldn’t this be a huge leap?!”
“It must be Brother Tang. It’s impossible for it to be the chatterbox Liu to have a second development, right?”
The Class Teacher knew he had lost his composure, but he couldn't care less about that right now. He quickly reassured: “Even if you’ve awakened your talent, there’s no need to rush. Liu Ren has nine-segment Battle Qi; an ordinary Martial Artist would be critically injured by one of his palms.”
This was putting it mildly; if an ordinary Martial Artist took a blow from Liu Ren, they could basically go meet their great-grandmother across the River Styx.
Tang Gao’s eyes were calm: “Use full strength. With protective gear, nothing major will happen.”
Liu Ren chuckled: “That’s why I came to trouble you, Teacher. With you here, I can strike with peace of mind.”
The Class Teacher glared at him exasperatedly: “You child, you really don’t know how to act!”
He doesn’t know the power of nine-segment Battle Qi, but don’t you?
The other students in the class, hearing the conversation, guessed the general situation and gathered around curiously, discussing animatedly.
“No, let Liu Ren go all out? Liu Ren’s Martial Artist test scores have always been excellent.”
“Brother Tang is being too careless this time. The Cultivation Technique Liu Ren Cultivates is Profound Rank High Grade, and his attribute is Wind Sword Battle Qi, which is incredibly destructive. If he goes all out, he can easily punch through stone.”
“Unless Brother Tang can dodge all of Liu Ren’s attacks and counter them, otherwise he won’t win.”
“Brother Tang, don’t be impulsive. It’s fine to take it one step at a time.”
Everyone kindly advised Tang Gao not to be too impulsive. With awakened Cultivation talent, he would get a big bonus on his Martial Artist test score. The rest of the points could only be obtained through hard training, so there was no need to rush.
Tang Gao shook his head, sticking to his opinion.
Liu Ren chuckled, indicating that he would listen and comply, fully trusting Tang Gao.
The Class Teacher tapped Liu Ren’s head twice with a stick: “Start with three-tenths Battle Qi, don’t exceed three-tenths, or I’ll make you run twenty laps!”
Liu Ren covered his head, tears welling up from the pain: “Brother Tang, three-tenths or full strength?”
Tang Gao looked at the Class Teacher’s stern gaze speechlessly and rubbed his nose: “Three-tenths first.”
Liu Ren got ready, excitedly clenching his fists. He didn't take any weapons and roared: “Brother Tang, take this, my Lushan Rising Dragon Blast!”
Battle Qi covered his fist. The name was just shouted randomly to make it more imposing.
The move was a very simple straight punch, without any flashy deception or feints.
Tang Gao frowned slightly, looking at Liu Ren. He felt that Liu Ren was full of flaws, and even his charging footsteps were not stable enough. This straight punch was very exaggerated and did not fully utilize the Battle Qi.
Tang Gao watched the fist approach him, his expression calm, without any dodging.
The Class Teacher beside him looked nervous, Battle Qi surging through his body, ready to kick Liu Ren away at any moment to interrupt his attack, fearing that his precious top academic student Tang Gao would be injured.
Not just anyone could continue to be a top academic student in the elite class.
Everyone else also watched curiously. Tang Gao’s understanding of moves had always been strong, but unfortunately, he lacked talent, so his overall score was only in the middle.
Liu Ren with three-tenths Battle Qi, this strength, was already equivalent to the middle level of Martial Artist test scores in the class.
Many people might not be able to beat Liu Ren; his Martial Artist test scores had always been very good.
Tang Gao took a small step to the left, calmly dodging the straight punch. He extended his right foot and lightly kicked, disrupting Liu Ren’s charging footsteps.
At the same time, he extended both hands to catch Liu Ren, who was about to fall flat on his face.
All of this was completed in less than a second.
From an outsider's perspective, Tang Gao had prepared to catch him with both hands early on, as if Liu Ren had deliberately fallen into his arms.
Liu Ren was bewildered as Tang Gao caught him. He almost fell to his knees, his surrounding Battle Qi interrupted, feeling awkward for several seconds.
This feeling was very strange and very terrifying. He felt a continuous stream of Qi being roughly cut off, almost unable to catch his breath.
Liu Ren’s face was bitter, feeling like he couldn’t express his hardship, completely unaware of how he had lost.
Tang Gao helped Liu Ren up, looked at the Class Teacher, who was stunned into a daze, and calmly said: “I won.”
The Class Teacher was dumbfounded. He had only focused on how lightly or heavily Liu Ren struck, completely ignoring how Tang Gao dodged and attacked. He only saw Tang Gao shift his position slightly, and Liu Ren lost miserably.
The surrounding classmates were also dumbfounded, as were the teachers in charge of the training ground.
“Huh? Did anyone see clearly how Brother Tang made his move just now?”
“...Before, I only thought Brother Tang’s understanding of moves was very profound, but today, how did it become so mysterious? Liu Ren, did you throw the match?”
“Don’t be silly, Liu Ren definitely lost, but I also don’t understand how he lost. Brother Tang’s move was too fast just now, I didn’t even see it clearly.”
“This student’s move has something to it. There’s no wasted movement, and he didn’t even use Battle Qi. He achieved the effect of countering the move purely through extreme skill.”