"Xin Ge!"
A group of classmates greeted Fang Xin.
Fang Xin also nodded in acknowledgment to everyone.
Everyone gave a brief self-introduction to each other.
Including Fang Xin, there were twelve people.
As they were chatting,
someone walked in from outside.
"Teacher Hua!"
Upon seeing the newcomer, everyone greeted him. They had all seen photos of Hua Cheng and Hua Jingang before class, so they naturally recognized who he was.
Hua Cheng, standing at 1.9 meters tall, had a very burly and strong physique. Dressed in the Ninth Division's unique uniform, his mere presence exuded a powerful sense of oppression.
"Gathering here is fate. Previous students all liked to call me Sixth Brother Hua. If you don't mind, you can also call me Sixth Brother Hua!"
"Sixth Brother Hua!"
A group of students called out in unison.
Fang Xin also followed suit, clearly sensing that the Sixth Brother Hua in front of him was genuinely forthright, not putting on an act.
The excellent evaluations of Hua Cheng from many graduated seniors were enough to prove his character.
Hua Cheng took off his jacket and draped it over the nearby equipment. "Then let's get straight to the point. Everyone who comes here has Strength Talent. Strength Talent is also called Mangfu Talent, and also 'Laborer Talent,' and it's always been at the bottom of the hierarchy of contempt.
But true powerhouses never care what others say. The correct approach for a powerhouse is to use strength to break worldly prejudices, to shatter the cage of labels. As the saying goes, 'one force can conquer ten skills,' which proves that in the face of absolute strength, many flashy things are just empty talk.
Of course, if we combine powerful strength with top-notch, standardized skills and incredibly fast speed, our combat power will be unparalleled!
Fang Xin!"
Hua Cheng suddenly called out.
Fang Xin, who had been listening intently, was startled. He immediately raised his hand, "Here!"
"Unleash your full power and attack me!"
Fang Xin was stunned again. He naturally knew that Hua Cheng wanted to give everyone a demonstration.
Without much thought, he charged at Hua Cheng with an Iron Mountain Lean.
Hua Cheng stood firm, merely raising one hand and pressing down on Fang Xin's shoulder.
Fang Xin immediately changed his attack, with fists like cannons, elbows like knives, and knees like spears, charging at Hua Cheng from various tricky angles.
These attack moves were honed by Fang Xin through countless battles, and all these offensive techniques were based on a martial art called Bajiquan that his grandfather had taught him.
But during the attack, Fang Xin was surprised to find that no matter how fast his attacks were, Hua Cheng's defense was impenetrable, and his proud strength seemed to be like a stone sinking into the sea, utterly worthless, in front of Hua Cheng.
However, during this attack, the corners of Hua Cheng's mouth unconsciously turned up.
The other students also let out gasps of surprise.
Fang Xin's attacks, with their exceptional sense of impact and power, provided them with a visual feast, while Hua Cheng's composure made them feel an unprecedented sense of oppression.
After everything was over!
Hua Cheng was the first to raise his hand and applaud.
The other students all raised their hands and applauded.
Hua Cheng patted Fang Xin's shoulder. "No wonder Zhuge thinks highly of you; you truly are unique. Did everyone see? Although Fang Xin's attack just now had a slight flaw, there was one very commendable point: every one of his strikes aimed directly at a vital point. This is crucial in combat.
In life-or-death situations, it's either you die or I die, so never miss an opportunity to take an enemy's life!
No matter how many flashy attack methods other Talents have, we will knock them down with one punch! I overheard the freshman representative's speech at the freshman assembly yesterday, saying that Level Three combat power is a watershed, and after Level Three combat power, other Talents can pin our Strength Talent to the ground and rub us in.
Pure nonsense! I don't care what other Strength-based Talent students think, but if you come to my class, you must realize one thing: if you are at the same level and your Talent level is also the same, and you still can't beat your opponent, it can only mean one thing—it's your problem, not the Strength Talent's problem!
There is a terrifying existence with Strength Talent in Dragon Country today who doesn't care what your Talent is. In front of him, one force breaks all prohibitions!"
A tall student with spiky hair excitedly asked, "Sixth Brother Hua, are you talking about the Grandmaster who guards the Number One Temple Under Heaven?"
Hua Cheng nodded. "That's right! It's him!
So, everyone, don't feel inferior because of some idle gossip. Use your strength to smash all the mouths that spout nonsense!"
Everyone grinned.
Hua Cheng raised one hand. "One more thing, this is my rule. Since you are now my students, you must remember this: I don't care about anyone else, but if any one of you gets bullied, no matter who the other party is, the other eleven must stand up and back him up! If all of you can't handle it, then find your seniors. If your seniors can't handle it, then find me. If I can't handle it, I have five older brothers above me! If my brothers still can't handle it, my father and his twelve sworn brothers will come out to support me!
But there's also one more thing you must remember: everyone, you are not allowed to bully poor people, not allowed to abuse your strength, not allowed to bully good people, and not allowed to rape women—men either! Did you remember?"
"We remembered, Sixth Brother Hua!"
Fang Xin looked at Hua Cheng and had to admit that Hua Jingang possessed a certain magic, feeling like a very reliable big brother.
Hua Cheng clapped his hands. "Alright, let's officially begin the first class. Many people misunderstand Strength Talent, including all of you here. The most formidable aspect of Strength Talent is not that our strength is different from ordinary people, but rather that our exploration and application of our own bodies far exceed that of ordinary people.
A long time ago, our realm divisions were not like the current Level One, Level Two, and so on. They were called Inspiration, Source Flow, Pulsation, Foundation, Well Gazing, Dao Unification, Mirror Breaking, and so on...
And this set of ranking divisions is more suitable for our Strength Talent's realm comprehension. Today, we will first discuss the first four realms.
Inspiration, as the name suggests, is to inspire the Talent within your body. This point is present as long as you awaken. Source Flow is to temper the physical body through your Talent, controlling your blood and qi to continuously flow through the meridians. And Pulsation is to unleash the qi generated from the blood and qi in the form of pulse impacts. This kind of power was also called 'Dark Strength' a long time ago!"
As he spoke, Hua Cheng placed one hand on Fang Xin's chest. Fang Xin didn't see Hua Cheng make any movement, yet he felt a very strange, electric-like force surge through his limbs and bones, causing him to stumble backward. He was surprised, realizing this power was truly terrifying.
Hua Cheng looked at Fang Xin and smiled, "Your combat power is very strong. Firstly, your Talent is extremely high; secondly, your combat experience is rich; and thirdly, your techniques are very strong. But you know very little about blood and qi pulsation! If you can comprehend this blood and qi pulsation, your combat power will directly reach Level Four, which is Foundation.
The realm of Foundation, for Strength Talent, is an enhancement of your defensive mechanism, allowing you to continuously temper your blood, qi, and physical body, generating a protective barrier on the surface of your body through the qi produced, making you as steady as a rock, in an unshakeable, foundational stance!
Come, attack me again!"
Hua Cheng looked at Fang Xin, and Fang Xin delivered a powerful punch.
He saw a nearly transparent protective film appear on Hua Cheng's body. Fang Xin's punch landed, but it didn't even touch Hua Cheng's skin. Hua Cheng's body vibrated slightly, and Fang Xin immediately flew backward.
Fang Xin was shocked, realizing that indeed, one needed guidance from a renowned master. Trying to figure it out on his own would take who knows how long.
Hua Cheng continued, "Originally, the first lesson would only cover the first three realms, but because of Fang Xin, I added a fourth realm. You can now look at the cultivation methods and skills I've given you. I've grouped you based on your progress, strengths, and weaknesses. Next, I will teach individually.
Oh, as for the textbooks the school gave you, take some time to read them. Just treat them as extracurricular reading; mainly, you need to listen to me!"
Fang Xin glanced at the cultivation method Hua Cheng had prepared for him.
"Martial Skill: Ninefold Heaven-Splitting Force!"
This was an offensive cultivation method and skill, allowing one punch to unleash nine continuously stacking layers of power.
"Martial Skill: Golden Bell Shield!"
This second cultivation method was a defensive one, only usable after reaching Level Four combat power.
However, during the previous beheading operation, the surge in combat power brought by Slaughter Talent also caused his Strength Talent to skyrocket, already reaching the peak of Level Three combat power. But it was always stuck at the peak and couldn't advance. Fang Xin hadn't quite understood what was going on before, but after hearing the explanation today, he finally understood: it was because he couldn't use blood and qi pulsation.
Hua Cheng walked over and noticed Fang Xin looking at the Golden Bell Shield.
"This is for when you reach Level Four combat power. For now, I'll explain blood and qi pulsation to you first."
As he spoke, Hua Cheng led Fang Xin to a strength-measuring device.
"Punch!"
Fang Xin unleashed a punch.
The display screen on the strength-measuring device flashed numbers.
It instantly reached 15,999.
The other students all let out exclamations of surprise.
Hua Cheng also chuckled.
"Not bad, kid. The strength of Strength Talent is the current level plus one squared, multiplied by one thousand. The peak strength for Level Three combat power is 16,000 kilograms. You're just a little short! Come, relax your mind!"
As he spoke, Hua Cheng placed one hand on Fang Xin's shoulder.
"Close your eyes and feel!"
Fang Xin closed his eyes and could distinctly feel a pulsating force transmit from his shoulder. The blood and qi within Fang Xin's body also fluctuated accordingly, like surging tides. This feeling grew stronger and stronger, and the qi generated from the blood and qi gathered in his fist. Fang Xin felt that if he punched now, he would achieve a qualitative improvement.
"Remember this feeling!"
Hua Cheng withdrew his hand and smiled, patting Fang Xin's shoulder. "No rush, slowly find the feeling. Your Talent is very strong. Within half a month, you should be able to grasp this feeling and reach Level Four combat power!"
Fang Xin closed his eyes. After Hua Cheng's initial stimulation, Fang Xin's blood and qi surged. Now that Hua Cheng had withdrawn his strength, the fluctuations of blood and qi within Fang Xin's body slowed down considerably, but that sensation was still there.
Clinging tightly to that feeling, Fang Xin clumsily urged the blood and qi within his body to surge.
Hua Cheng clapped his hands and looked at the others. "Come, Fang Xin's progress is faster than yours. Let Fang Xin find his feeling, and I'll teach you all!"
Fang Xin closed his eyes. At first, he was a bit clumsy, but Hua Cheng's initial help played a crucial role. Fang Xin grasped the feeling, and it grew stronger and stronger, feeling like it could erupt at any moment.
The immense energy accumulated from previous slaughters also began to surge and swell.
Because Hua Cheng was easygoing and could get along with everyone, the class went by very quickly.
One class soon passed.
As everyone was preparing to leave,
they saw Fang Xin still standing motionless in front of the strength-measuring device.
Hua Cheng walked over and patted Fang Xin's shoulder.
"Class is over. This kind of thing can't be rushed; you have to take your time."
Just as he was speaking,
Fang Xin suddenly opened his eyes.
Hua Cheng let out a surprised sound.
Fang Xin twisted his waist.
Suddenly, he unleashed a punch.
The strength-measuring device emitted a rapid beeping sound as the numbers rapidly increased.
The previous value, just shy of 16,000, instantly broke through 16,000.
The numbers rapidly climbed.
One second later.
The value instantly changed again.
It was impressively fixed at 18,000 kilograms!