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Baixiang Teacher had been waiting in the office for a long time, and today she was particularly happy.
Sitting across from her, Lin Ye felt that the atmosphere was different today. In the past, when he came here, he was either filled with helplessness or furious; it was the first time they were chatting about academics so normally.
"Alright, Baixiang Teacher, you can show me this semester's academic schedule now."
"Here, take a look. This is a customized course arrangement for you."
With that, Passionfruit handed a course schedule to both Lin and Xing Shifang. The schedules they held were different, tailored to their needs.
Xing Shifang's schedule mostly consisted of martial arts courses, with only two theory classes each week, along with an external listening course from First Academy, which was a weekly martial arts exchange class—essentially a competition class.
It's not just about practicing empty forms; every martial artist's growth is filled with challenges, and competitions are the most fundamental form of training.
Lin's schedule was much more varied, containing only half martial arts courses, while the other half included cooking classes and theoretical courses.
Compared to Xing Shifang's schedule, Lin's was much more extensive, and after looking it over, he frowned.
"Classmate, what's wrong? Do you feel the schedule is too tight? We can make adjustments; I'm here to gather your opinions today..."
"No, there are too few classes. There's still plenty of free time left. I don't need weekends off; if the teachers are busy, I can study by myself..."
Passionfruit coughed twice in surprise and stared at Lin, asking, "So classmate, how do you think this schedule should be changed?"
Lin had no words. He picked up a pen from the table and began to write on the schedule. Finally, he handed it to Passionfruit, saying, "It should be like this every day; I like having a structured life."
After receiving the revised schedule, Passionfruit glanced at it and gasped in shock. He thought to himself that Lin Zhen was crazy; he had never seen such an intense training regimen.
The course arrangement on the schedule was very tight, with six major classes scheduled!
Ordinary students usually have only two to three classes, but Lin Zhi's course load has increased significantly.
The first class every morning is a theory class, followed by a martial arts class. In the afternoon, there are two consecutive martial arts classes, then a cooking class, and in the evening, there is self-study.
"Isn't this too much? Your body might not be able to handle it..."
Passionfruit shook her head, worried about Lin's schedule.
"Hard work pays off. I started at a lower starting line than other students. If I don't put in extra effort, I will fall further behind, let alone surpass those talents from the First Academy."
"That's great! I'll take extra classes too and accompany you for self-study!"
Xing Shifang was drawn in by Lin's relentless spirit. They exchanged glances and smiled at each other; this was the way of survival for talents.
While talent is important, when everyone is talented, it comes down to how hard you work. The more effort you put in, the more outstanding you can become.
If one wants to stand out and shine in the freshman competition at the end of the semester, they need rigorous training.
Lin has always been strict with himself and never relaxed his standards; that is why he has achieved so much today and ascended to the Culinary God throne in his previous life.
"Then the schedule is set. I still need to inform the other teachers. Shifang, please take your classmates to the training ground first; I will bring Teacher Bai over shortly."
Baixiang Teacher hurriedly left after arranging their schedule.
...
The two walked leisurely to the training ground.
The training facility looked quite upscale, equipped with all sorts of training tools, and even had advanced combat simulation rooms. Compared to larger academies, it was not lacking at all.
This could be the only advantage of the Fourth Academy; nothing else, just wealth!
In terms of hardware facilities, the Fourth Academy had never bowed its head to that school. As long as it was something obtainable in the Solar System, the old director guaranteed he could get it!
Other aspects might be questionable, but in terms of training facility specifications, the Fourth Academy was definitely among the best.
Lin Yuan had never seen such things before. He wandered around the training ground while Xing Shifang explained the functions of various equipment to him.
Before them stood a two-meter-tall machine, resembling a wardrobe and gleaming with metallic luster. In front of the machine was a durable target.
"Bro, look at this Test device. It can measure your arm strength, attack speed, total speed, and the duration of your explosive power. Let me demonstrate it for you!"
While explaining, Xing Shifang got started. He twisted his neck and warmed up his joints before unleashing a flurry of strikes against the target.
After about half a minute, the machine beeped, and a red light flashed as an electronic synthesized voice announced, "Test complete!"
A row of data flickered on the screen, showing curves that represented Xing Shifang's attack strength, speed, endurance, and other metrics, with an overall rating of level four.
"Well, five hundred and twenty kilograms of arm strength—slightly stronger than before."
Seeing his Test results, Xing Shifang nodded in satisfaction. He then turned to Lin Dao and said, "Bro, you should give it a try too!"
"I'll give it a try."
Lin was indeed interested; since his breakthrough, he hadn't truly understood his own strength. This machine would provide an objective assessment.
Taking a deep breath, Lin Yun activated his Inner Qi and unleashed the Tai Chi Fist Technique!
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
His powerful fists struck the target, producing a series of muffled sounds that were so loud that Xing Shifang couldn't help but open his mouth in surprise.
The intensity of their attacks was not even on the same level; Xing Shifang had yet to break through the twentieth level, while Lin had already reached the twenty-third level!
The twentieth level marked a watershed moment, where external Qi could significantly enhance attack power.
It wasn't until the machine's Electronic Synthesized Voice sounded that Lin slowly exhaled and retracted his Martial Arts.
Just moments ago, he had executed all the moves of the Tai Chi fist. Although Tai Chi appeared slow, each attack was an explosive strike, and the speed of the attacks was not slow at all.
People's usual understanding of Tai Chi Skill being slow comes from its Martial Arts nature; Tai Chi tends to focus on defense, using stillness to counter movement, rarely taking the initiative to strike, which makes it seem slow.
The data displayed on the electronic screen showed a "Rating Level 6," causing Lin to furrow his brow slightly. His data indicated that his attack speed and attack power were not proportional.
His attack speed was similar to Xing Shifang's, yet his force reached a terrifying 1,300 kilograms. This was entirely due to the Tai Chi Skill's principle of "borrowing strength to counter strength," as his actual strength was only around 800 pounds.
Xing Shifang was unaware of this technique; he exaggeratedly exclaimed, "My brother! Your physical strength is incredible! What have you been through in your training?"
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