CHAPTER 4: CHAPTER 4: COMPREHENSION APTITUDE

After lunch at the cafeteria, Jiang Ye returned to the Martial Arts classroom.

In this world, martial arts cultivation has already become a part of life.

Starting from high school, students undergo frequent martial arts training, averaging at least five days a week with day-long martial arts classes.

At this moment, there were already quite a few people cultivating on their own in the classroom.

Wen Yuehui saw Jiang Ye and immediately walked over to him.

"Ye, have you heard?"

Wen Yuehui whispered, "The college entrance exams are reforming next year, and the university admission standards are higher!"

"Exam reform?" Jiang Ye was stunned.

Wen Yuehui nodded, "The admission standards for many regular universities have been raised, and you need to achieve Perfection in the ’Star Martial Cultivation Technique.’ We’re probably in trouble!"

"To break through to Perfection before the exams, who knows how much money will be needed."

He sighed heavily.

It’s not just talk that literature relies on wealth and martial arts rely on riches.

If you want rapid progress in martial arts, money is undoubtedly essential.

Jiang Ye was amazed, "Even Great Success can’t get into regular Martial Universities?"

"You can get in, but only into those ranked at the very bottom."

Wen Yuehui shook his head, "It’s already a regular Martial University, what is the difference between those at the bottom and junior colleges?"

Jiang Ye asked, "What about the Twenty-Five Schools Alliance?"

"The Twenty-Five Schools Alliance?" Wen Yuehui casually said, "The standards should be raised too, but it has nothing to do with us."

"Why are you asking this? Are you planning to apply to the Twenty-Five Schools Alliance?"

"It’s good to have dreams."

"Are you trying to hold back laughter? Then I concede."

Wen Yuehui smiled, not taking it to heart, "I once had dreams too. In elementary school, I wanted to go to the top ten prestigious schools! But alas, reality is too cruel..."

...

The chitchat continued until it was class time.

At the entrance of the classroom, Chen Zilu strode in wearing a clean white martial arts uniform, white shoes, and white socks.

"Star Martial Cultivation Technique: Fist Technique Chapter, Moves one to thirty-six."

"This time, I will demonstrate advanced techniques. Pay attention."

Chen Zilu said coldly.

Jiang Ye’s eyes lit up, focusing immediately.

Advanced techniques are usually shown to students who have reached Minor Success in cultivation, and opportunities to see them are rare.

With a composed expression, Chen Zilu began to demonstrate the fist techniques before the crowd.

The essentials of the techniques like grip, stance, shake, and intercept were thoroughly displayed within a seamless set of fist movements.

"Buzz!"

For a moment, Jiang Ye felt as if he entered an incredibly airy state.

The surrounding environment faded away, leaving only Chen Zilu and her performance, amplifying many details.

"Is this... a 30% increase in realization?"

Jiang Ye’s mind was shaken, and he watched attentively.

He saw Chen Zilu moving with grace, revealing a slim, white waist and abdomen.

Jiang Ye kept his eyes on her body, noticing every tiny detail.

The ’Star Martial Cultivation Technique: Fist Technique Chapter’ has only thirty-six moves, but completing a set takes an hour and is physically demanding.

"Boom!"

Finally, Chen Zilu threw a punch, like a dragon swimming in the air, finishing her display.

She casually said, "Next, practice on your own. Ask me if you don’t understand something."

As her words fell, the entire class began cultivating.

Jiang Ye, however, stood in place, unable to move for a long time.

No one knew that at this moment, his brain was working frantically.

"Turns out there were so many mistakes and omissions in my previous practice!"

Jiang Ye closed his eyes tightly, as one realization after another emerged in his mind.

This time, Chen Zilu’s teaching seemed to enlighten him suddenly, and he comprehended many crucial points instantly!

"Hoo~"

In the next moment, Jiang Ye slowly set his stance.

He punched and chopped, increasingly fluent and effortless with his movements.

"Fist Technique Chapter, it’s not just about fists."

Jiang Ye remembered Chen Zilu’s words: "While practicing fist techniques, the shoulders, waist, abdomen, hips, and legs must exert force simultaneously, every punch should mobilize the muscles all over the body."

The ’Star Martial Cultivation Technique: Fist Technique Chapter’ includes a total of thirty-six moves, with each move comprising thirty-six actions.

It is divided into Entry, Minor Success, Great Success, and Perfection stages.

If you can correctly mobilize muscle strength in every action and complete the practice of the thirty-six moves, you won’t be far from Perfection.

This means achieving extreme control over every inch of the body.

It is said that those who achieve Perfection in the ’Star Martial Cultivation Technique’ can even control themselves thoroughly in those aspects, and the results are enduring.

Jiang Ye hasn’t reached that level yet, but this time he has improved tremendously, and Minor Success is within reach.

...

Meanwhile, as Jiang Ye was immersed in practicing,

Chen Zilu’s gaze roamed around the Martial Arts classroom.

It was her first time demonstrating advanced techniques in the second-year ninth class.

But if someone has decent talent, they should have gains and significant improvement by now.

Chen Zilu scanned roughly but didn’t find such a student.

"Students from regular classes, whether in martial arts talent or realization, are ordinary."

Chen Zilu wasn’t surprised, quietly sighing in her heart.

Yet, as she was thinking this, her expression subtly changed, and she looked in one direction.

"Hmm? This student seems to have understood something."

Chen Zilu’s gaze fell on a male student.

The student was thin and lean, and his hair looked unusually pointed, perhaps due to his hairstyle.

Recognizing the student, she seemed to recall something: "Li Zhichao? His parents are both martial arts powerhouses, though he is of lower talent, he’s still superior to others..."

Chen Zilu thought for a moment and then shifted her gaze.

But when she accidentally glanced at Jiang Ye, her gaze paused once more.

"Jiang Ye? He’s also about to break through?"

Chen Zilu looked at Jiang Ye, lost in thought.

...

Meanwhile, not far from Jiang Ye.

Wen Yuehui had already been cultivating for three hours and stopped, drenched in sweat.

He saw Jiang Ye still practicing his fists at the side and couldn’t help but think, "This guy, why is he lasting so long this time?"

Don’t underestimate just three hours.

But these three hours require mobilizing the whole body, no less than continuous intense exercise for three hours.

Suddenly, Wen Yuehui realized something and thought to himself, "He’s about to break through to Minor Success!"

Just as he thought of this.

Jiang Ye’s fist technique suddenly became aggressive, and the rhythm of his breathing seemed to resonate with his fists.

"Crack, crack, crack!"

A burst of popping sounds came from his scapula, his spine undulated like a dragon’s back, positioning himself to strike his fists!

"Boom!"

As a punch was thrown, a muffled sound faintly echoed in the air.

"He broke through... the cultivation technique’s Minor Success!"

Jiang Ye also woke up from that selfless state.

He looked at his fists, overjoyed.

Just now, he sensed a sudden leap in his control over his shoulder and waist muscles.

As if he could command them at his will.

This means that from now on, with every punch, he can fully utilize his shoulder and waist muscles, exerting far greater power than before.

This is the Minor Success of the Star Martial Cultivation Technique!

On the display, the progress of the ’Star Martial Cultivation Technique’ had also changed from Entry (99%) to Minor Success (1%).

"I didn’t expect to break through directly this time!"

Jiang Ye was overjoyed.

There is a bottleneck from Entry to Minor Success.

According to his estimation, it would have taken at least another week to break through.

But now, he broke through in just one class.

"Is this the effect of the ’Ancestor’s Friend’? It’s incredibly powerful." Jiang Ye felt satisfied.

He knew that being able to break through so quickly this time was greatly related to a 30% increase in his comprehension.

"Ye, congratulations on breaking through to Minor Success!"

Wen Yuehui came over and sincerely said, "From now on, you are also one of the elites of our ninth class!"

Seeing his friend break through, he was genuinely happy.

Jiang Ye shook his head with a smile, just about to respond.

Suddenly, Li Zhichao, standing not far away, released a series of cracking sounds from his joints.

"Yaah!"

All of a sudden, he threw a punch, the fist print landing like the clash of gold and iron, shaking people’s eardrums painfully.

"Hiss!"

Wen Yuehui was shocked, "Li Zhichao? He actually reached Great Success!"

Jiang Ye also turned to look.

He had just reached Minor Success, and someone in the class had already broken through to Great Success?

For regular class students, achieving Great Success before college entrance exams was already excellent.

Reaching Great Success by sophomore year? Very rare.

"Li Zhichao."

Chen Zilu commented, "Being able to achieve Great Success by sophomore year, you are much more outstanding than others."

"However, from Great Success to Perfection, it’s the most challenging step in the Star Martial Cultivation Technique. Don’t slack."

"Yes."

Li Zhichao cupped his hands toward Chen Zilu, his expression neither joyful nor sorrowful.

Chen Zilu added, "Buy some enhancement potions, they are very beneficial for breakthroughs."

Li Zhichao slightly frowned, saying, "Won’t using potions harm the body..."

Chen Zilu said, "The Dragon Pill has minimal side effects."

Li Zhichao nodded.

"Dragon Pill?" Jiang Ye also muttered to himself.

Although Chen Zilu wasn’t speaking to him, since it’s something that aids breakthroughs, he naturally had to remember it.

Wen Yuehui glanced at him and whispered, "A single Dragon Pill costs three thousand bucks, so let’s not think about it."

"Three thousand bucks per pill?!"

Jiang Ye was shocked in his heart, a bit incredulous.

His foster mother’s monthly salary was only three thousand.

"That’s right, otherwise why say literature is for the poor and martial arts for the rich."

Wen Yuehui sighed, "The rich are really lucky, if only I were that rich."

Jiang Ye couldn’t help but have a clearer understanding of martial arts.

He thought to himself, "It seems that I’ll have to rely on my own efforts from now on."

Meanwhile.

Chen Zilu’s gaze turned to Jiang Ye, knowing he was one of the only two in the class who grasped the advanced techniques.

She smiled slightly and said:

"Jiang Ye is doing well too, finally breaking through to Minor Success."

Breaking through to Minor Success by the second semester of sophomore year is actually quite average.

Even though he also has lower talent, Jiang Ye’s aptitude is obviously much worse than the top ten classmates.

But at this time, she didn’t discourage him.

"Jiang Ye, if there’s anything you don’t understand, just come to me."

Having said this with a smile, Chen Zilu turned and left.

In the classroom, many people looked at Jiang Ye with envy.

Jiang Ye was the only one for whom Chen Zilu offered private tutoring.

It was known even Li Zhichao didn’t have this treatment.

But there was no help for it, Jiang Ye’s hard work in cultivation and his handsome looks played a part.

Just as the boys were all envious, some girls took the opportunity after the martial arts class ended to hand Jiang Ye a bottle of water.