CHAPTER 43: CHAPTER 42: CAN I WIN?

After relaxing in the First Layer of the Illusion Realm, Jiang Ye returned to reality.

It was already early morning the next day.

The sky outside the window was getting light.

"My body..."

The moment he returned to reality, Jiang Ye immediately noticed something different.

First, it was the strength throughout his body, like a tide, endless and inexhaustible.

If he were to run ten kilometers in one breath now, he probably wouldn’t even be out of breath.

Jiang Ye looked out the window.

Although it was somewhat dim outside and a thin morning mist was spreading, he could easily see things two hundred meters away.

Even the text a hundred meters away was incredibly clear to his eyes.

"When I previously reached perfection with the Cultivation Technique, my five senses were definitely not this clear."

Jiang Ye thought to himself, "The Upper A grade physique has greatly enhanced all my fundamental aspects."

"However, the biggest improvement is probably my cultivation speed."

His previous cultivation speed had already surpassed that of most students in advanced classes.

Now, he had an Upper A grade Mortal Body.

How fast would his cultivation speed be?

Jiang Ye withdrew his gaze from outside the window and moved to the center of the room, striking a fist stance.

Now that his "Star Martial Cultivation Technique" had reached perfection, there was no need to continue cultivating it.

Therefore, Jiang Ye began to practice the "Eight Thunder Sounds Fist."

"Hoo—"

As Jiang Ye activated the Breathing Technique, a large amount of energy entered his body, beginning to flow through his meridians.

When Jiang Ye started practicing the fist technique, he immediately felt the difference.

The "Eight Thunder Sounds Fist" puts great emphasis on the use of energy.

It uses energy to evoke Thunder Sound.

Even when incorporating Star Energy in the future, it still requires energy as the trigger.

Originally, of the large amount of energy Jiang Ye breathed in, less than one percent could enter his meridians for his use.

But now, at least ten percent of the energy was integrating into his meridians.

To put it more directly,

he was now cultivating this Middle-Level Yellow Tier Art Technique ten times more efficiently than before!

Of course, the actual improvement might not be that exaggerated, but there’s no doubt it far exceeds before.

"So comfortable."

Jiang Ye had never felt that cultivation could be such an enjoyable thing.

Continuously waving his fists, he practiced this Art Technique, seemingly forgetting himself.

In the blink of an eye, several hours passed.

"Brother! Come out for breakfast!"

It wasn’t until Jiang Ting’s crisp voice came from outside the door that Jiang Ye woke up from his trance.

"Coming."

He called out towards the door.

Then he let out a long breath.

"Hoo~"

"Refreshing!"

Looking at his bare upper body, Jiang Ye couldn’t help but grin and show a smile.

The Upper A grade physique made cultivation really comfortable!

No more feeling of sluggishness; everything flowed smoothly, just like spring water from a mountain stream joining the sea, moving without obstruction.

"What a tough life I used to have..."

Jiang Ye shook his head with a smile, then looked at the panel.

——Grounded Martial Arts Achievement System——

[Physique: Mortal Body (Upper A)]

[Talent: Original]

[Cultivation Technique]

Star Martial Cultivation Technique: Perfection

Eight Thunder Sounds Fist: Entry (98%)

[Achievements]

Martial Arts Master, Ancestor’s Friend, Martial Arts Grandmaster, Beauty Path Chasing, Downwind Ear, Gale Step, Saintess as Servant, Ancestor Feeding, Extreme Grandmaster, Finding Joy in Adversity

[Martial Arts Celestial Ladder]

Second Layer

——

"98%?!"

Jiang Ye was overjoyed, a few hours and it had increased by nearly 10%!

He must know, these past few days, the total improvement hadn’t been this much.

Though he mainly focused his energy on the Cultivation Technique these days, he still found time to practice the Fist Technique occasionally.

A few hours, such a great improvement.

It was simply unimaginable.

It was, after all, a Middle-Level Yellow Tier Art Technique, more challenging to cultivate than the Star Martial Cultivation Technique.

"Upper A, this is Upper A."

"Hahaha!"

Jiang Ye couldn’t help but laugh from the bottom of his heart.

As if all the hardships endured before were worth it.

Tears of all the past hardships exchange for this moment of triumph!

Wonderful!

He wiped the sweat off his body, put on a shirt, and walked outside the door.

...

In the living room.

The four members of the family were sitting together having breakfast.

"Ye."

Seeing Jiang Ye’s comfortable expression, Jiang Dahai couldn’t help but smile and say, "What sweet dream did you have, so happy this early morning?"

Jiang Ye coughed softly and then said, "Dad, Mom, I forgot to tell you, I’ve entered the advanced class."

These past few days, busy with achieving perfection, he hadn’t had time to tell his parents this news.

"What? Advanced class?"

Jiang Dahai and Li Anping exchanged glances, showing shocked expressions.

"I remember, entering the advanced class has a high threshold, right?" Jiang Dahai asked, puzzled.

Jiang Ye nodded and smiled, "It’s quite high. One must reach perfection in the Cultivation Technique to get in."

This made the couple even more amazed.

"Ye, have you already achieved perfection in the Cultivation Technique?!"

Jiang Dahai’s eyes were as wide as saucers.

He remembered achieving perfection himself only as he was about to graduate from college.

But Jiang Ye, he was just in his final year of high school!

Both had the Original Talent, why was the gap so large?

"Ye."

Jiang Dahai’s voice suddenly trembled a bit; he looked at Jiang Ye: "Do you have a chance to... get into the Twenty-Five Schools Alliance?"

The Twenty-Five Schools Alliance.

For ordinary people, it was a term far beyond reach.

And for someone of Jiang Ye’s background, with Original Talent, from a poor family, there was no hope of getting in.

But now, Jiang Dahai saw a glimmer of hope.

Facing his adoptive father’s intense gaze, Jiang Ye nodded.

"My goal has always been the Twenty-Five Schools Alliance," Jiang Ye said solemnly.

Even more, he aspires beyond that.

"...Good!"

Jiang Dahai was silent for a moment before nodding vigorously.

"Ye, having such ambition is excellent; both Mom and Dad will support you unconditionally!"

He said firmly, "You just work hard and tell us directly if you need anything."

Jiang Ye felt a warmth in his heart.

But he also knew that relying on his parents’ current salaries, it was already hard to provide much more assistance in Martial Arts.

He would have to strive for it himself.

Poor in literature, wealthy in Martial Arts; martial training has never been affordable for families with limited means.

"Let’s see the Star Sky Refinement at the end of the month," Jiang Ye thought to himself.

These past few days, he had already signed up at school.

Chen Zilu had mentioned, he has one free opportunity.

This was also his only free chance to participate in the Star Sky Refinement.

The next time he would have to spend tens of thousands of yuan to register for it.

Therefore, this opportunity was important, and he must do his best to improve himself.

"My latest test, the total score in the four Martial Arts categories was only 520 points, ranking 89th in the grade."

"There are six months until the college entrance examination; even if I can’t reach the 900-point standard of the top ten schools, I should strive to get as close as possible."

Six months, nearly a 400-point improvement.

Will he succeed?

Faced with such a gap, anyone would feel despair.

Previously, Jiang Ye had no confidence at all.

But now, he was already an Upper A grade Mortal Body and had numerous buffs applied.

Faced with this seemingly impossible task, he felt he had a fair chance.