Translator: CinderTL
On the arena, Jiang Ye and Chen Zilu stood facing each other.
Two camera-like devices hovered around the arena, used to assess combat performance.
"Let's begin," Chen Zilu said, adopting a boxing stance and beckoning Jiang Ye forward.
"Yes," Jiang Ye nodded, assuming a fighting posture as well.
But just as he prepared to strike, a notification suddenly appeared before him:
[WARNING! WARNING!]
[Detected existence exceeding upper limits!]
[New achievement triggered: Spar with the Patriarch of Martial Dao!]
"..."
Jiang Ye was genuinely surprised that the system would pop up at this moment.
After reading the notification, he was even more stunned.
Exceeding the upper limits again?
And the Patriarch of Martial Dao?!
According to the system's assessment, Chen Zilu, a high school teacher, was actually the Patriarch of Martial Dao?!
Seeing this, Jiang Ye couldn't help but feel incredulous.
But soon, he thought, If I complete this achievement, what kind of rewards will I get?
Spar with the Patriarch of Martial Dao.
The rewards must be substantial, right?
Meanwhile, Chen Zilu, seeing Jiang Ye's continued hesitation to attack, decided to take the initiative.
With a sudden, lightning-fast stride, she lunged forward, her slender, white fist hurtling toward Jiang Ye.
Boom!
A sharp, oppressive aura crashed over him.
Jiang Ye's heart jolted. He knew that martial dao masters always channeled their personal aura when striking, and the deeper their cultivation, the more overwhelming this aura became.
Though Chen Zilu had suppressed her cultivation to the entry level of the cultivation method, her aura still left him breathless.
Jiang Ye immediately raised his left arm to block while simultaneously driving his right elbow into her side.
Bang!
As if anticipating the move, Chen Zilu caught his elbow and nodded. "Elbow strike fist? Decent power, but your technique is flawed."
In the Star Martial Cultivation Method, fist techniques form the core. The "Elbow Strike Fist" is a classic among them.
"Legs, waist, shoulders, and elbow—channel your power through a single line, focusing all force into a single point!" Chen Zilu instructed.
As she finished speaking, she mirrored Jiang Ye's elbow strike, aiming her own at him.
Boom!
The force behind her strike was nearly equal to Jiang Ye's, yet the effect was drastically different, leaving a dull thud in the air.
Jiang Ye crossed his arms to guard his chest.
Bang!
He felt a primal force surge through him, sending him staggering backward several meters, nearly stepping off the edge of the arena.
Whoosh!
In a flash, Chen Zilu closed the distance again, unleashing a devastating straight punch.
Jiang Ye was now backed against the edge of the arena. For an ordinary person, there would be no chance of victory.
Swoosh!
But in the next instant, Jiang Ye's body moved like a slippery eel, dodging the strike with an impossible maneuver and darting back to the center of the arena.
Thank goodness for my physical enhancements. My control over my body is far greater than before. Otherwise, I would have lost already.
Jiang Ye panted slightly, feeling both relief and immense pressure.
Both of them had only just begun practicing the Star Martial Cultivation Method.
Yet Chen Zilu's combat ability and techniques far surpassed his own.
Meanwhile, Chen Zilu's eyes flashed with surprise as she saw Jiang Ye evade her attack.
Whoosh!
She took another step forward, pressing her assault.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
A flurry of punches—grabs, lunges, shakes, intercepts—each strike leaving a razor-sharp afterimage, rained down on Jiang Ye like a tempest.
"So strong!"
Jiang Ye dodged and parried relentlessly, his arms growing numb from the force of the blows.
He was quickly driven back to the edge of the arena.
This time, Jiang Ye couldn't regain his footing. A final punch from Chen Zilu sent him tumbling off the platform.
Huff~
Jiang Ye steadied himself, clasped his hands in a bow toward the arena, and said, "Thank you for your guidance, Teacher."
This sparring session had indeed offered him invaluable lessons.
"Your practical combat skills have improved significantly since last semester," Chen Zilu said with a smile. "It seems you've put in a lot of effort over the winter break. Well done. Keep up the good work."
As a teacher, she deeply admired such diligent students.
"Yes," Jiang Ye nodded, turning to return to his original position.
Chen Zilu watched Jiang Ye's retreating figure, her eyes flickering slightly.
She knew this student had been diligently cultivating since the beginning of his first year of high school. His dedication even surpassed that of the top ten students in the class.
What a pity, Chen Zilu sighed inwardly. If only this child had stronger innate talent, he might have had a chance to get into the twenty-five school alliance. Such diligence, yet held back by his natural limitations.
With his low-grade talent, even getting into an ordinary martial dao university would be considered an exceptional achievement. As for the twenty-five school alliance? That was virtually impossible.
In the classroom, the surrounding students were astonished.
During this practical combat assessment, Jiang Ye had lasted on the arena just as long as the top ten students in the class!
Keep in mind that each of the top ten had already achieved Small Success in their cultivation methods for the past six months. Meanwhile, Jiang Ye had only just entered the initial stages of his cultivation method.
To demonstrate such combat prowess at this stage was truly remarkable.
At the same time, the electronic blackboard at the back of the classroom displayed Jiang Ye's practical combat results:
"20th Place: Jiang Ye."
Jiang Ye wasn't surprised by his ranking.
The practical combat ranking was based on a comprehensive assessment of his combat skills, tactical awareness, physical fitness, and other factors.
He had only managed to stall for so long by relying on repeated evasive maneuvers.
In reality, his combat skills were far inferior to those of the top ten students in his class.
"Twentieth place in practical combat? A'Ye, you sly dog... you've been hiding your true strength all along!" Wen Yuehui exclaimed from beside him.
Jiang Ye shook his head. "You've made significant progress too, climbing from tenth to eighth place. Are you secretly training behind my back while pretending to slack off?"
"I would never stoop to such tactics," Wen Yuehui retorted.
Jiang Ye ignored him, as a system notification had already popped up before his eyes.
[You have achieved a new achievement: Sparring with the Martial Dao Patriarch and maintaining composure despite overwhelming odds!]
[Unlocked title: Patriarch's Friend]
[Reward: The Martial Dao Patriarch will go easy on you. When she imparts martial arts knowledge, your comprehension will increase by 30%.]
Jiang Ye's expression darkened slightly as he read the notification on the system panel.
Was this saying Chen Zilu had held back during their sparring match?
That wasn't holding back—she had actively suppressed her strength!
This idiotic system...
Never mind. If this system can even misinterpret the world's fundamental principles, it's no surprise it got this wrong too.
Jiang Ye quickly dismissed the thought.
Then his eyes lit up.
"30% increase in comprehension?!"
In martial dao cultivation, aptitude and comprehension are paramount.
Comprehension is crucial. Even those with average aptitude can achieve great things in cosmic martial arts through exceptional comprehension.
A 30% boost in comprehension is undoubtedly significant.
As for the prerequisite, "when she imparts martial techniques"?
Perfect. Chen Zilu is Class Nine's martial dao instructor, teaching every lesson.
She has a martial dao class this afternoon.
"I'll find out exactly what this means later," Jiang Ye thought, feeling a surge of anticipation.
The preliminary assessment had concluded.
The electronic blackboard displayed the overall rankings for the opening assessment.
25th Place: Jiang Ye, 206 points
"25th place?" Jiang Ye nodded slightly, unsurprised by his ranking.
Normally, he wouldn't have even made the top 30.
His physical enhancement had significantly improved his performance.
On the arena stage, Chen Zilu's sharp eyes swept across the crowd.
"For this assessment, I want to particularly commend Jiang Ye. He's risen from 40th place last semester to 25th place this time."
Chen Zilu said calmly, "Like all of you, his natural talent is quite ordinary. This remarkable improvement is entirely due to his unwavering dedication and relentless cultivation."
As Chen Zilu spoke, many students discreetly glanced at Jiang Ye.
Jiang Ye maintained a composed expression.
Compared to the end-of-semester assessment last semester, his progress had indeed been significant.
This was partly due to his physical enhancement.
But the main reason was his persistence and hard work.
If I hadn't worked so diligently over the winter break, I wouldn't have been able to activate the system, let alone climb so many ranks, Jiang Ye thought to himself.
On the podium, Chen Zilu concluded, "This afternoon, I'll be teaching advanced techniques for the Star Martial Cultivation Method."
"After lunch, make sure to get to the classroom early," she said before turning to leave.
"Yes, Ma'am!"
The students rose in unison and surged out of the classroom—it was lunchtime.
Jiang Ye joined the rush, his mind still replaying Chen Zilu's words.
Advanced techniques? His eyes lit up with anticipation.
The teachers had never taught these before; this was a first.
Perfect timing. He wanted to see just how much his enhanced comprehension ability would help him.
(End of the Chapter)
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