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Zheng Zha took a deep breath, striving to calm himself. He sat cross-legged on the old wooden bed, which creaked under his weight, as if lamenting his predicament. Closing his eyes, he summoned the spiritual energy within him, attempting to find clarity amidst the chaos of his thoughts.
"System, open the panel," he said, his voice low and hoarse, tinged with a barely perceptible tremor.
A translucent panel appeared before him, emitting a faint blue glow that stood out in the dim room.
【Host: Zheng Zha
Bloodline: Spirit Child Bloodline (D Rank)
Life Sea Realm: Initial Insight Level 8.2 (Not yet advanced)
Speed: 18.6 m/s
Strength: 860 kg
Mentality: 8.0
Martial Skills: Fire Point Spear Technique (Second Stage 92%), Straight Punch Technique (Second Stage 90%)
Talent Sacred Spring: 73% (When the spring reaches 100%, talent will upgrade to C Rank)
Spiritual Power Sacred Spring: 48% (Can consume spring water to nourish oneself and enhance physical attributes)
……】
As he gazed at the attributes displayed on the panel, Zheng Zha furrowed his brow, feeling as if a heavy lead weight pressed down on his heart. A D Rank talent and an Initial Insight Level of 8.2 in the Life Sea Realm—such strength was far from reassuring in the competitive Qingli Academy, where experts were abundant.
"Damn it!" he couldn't help but curse under his breath, a wave of helplessness washing over him. But he had no time to hesitate or feel discouraged. His grandmother was still waiting for him in the hospital; time was of the essence! He had to elevate his strength as quickly as possible! Even if there was only a glimmer of hope, he had to grasp it tightly!
Suddenly, next to the Spiritual Power Sacred Spring, a line of small text appeared.
【Spiritual Power Sacred Spring has not reached one hundred percent; nourishment will not yield optimal effects;
Do you wish to continue consuming 'Spiritual Power Sacred Spring' for self-nourishment?】
"Yes!"
Without hesitation, he pressed the button, as if a stream of spiritual energy poured down upon him. A warm current instantly surged through his body, comforting like a hot spring and electrifying like a jolt of energy stimulating his nerves.
Zheng Zha felt his life sea expanding continuously, like a parched lake being replenished by an endless flow of fresh spring water. His spiritual power was also growing rapidly, flowing through him like a rushing river.
Initial glimpse of level 8.3... Initial glimpse of level 8.5... Initial glimpse of level 8.6!
In just a few minutes, Zheng Zha's life sea realm had risen by 0.4 levels! Not only that, but his strength, speed, and mental power had all seen significant improvements. He felt his body brimming with energy, as if he had an inexhaustible supply of strength.
Three months ago, Zheng Zha's life stage was at level 8.0, and he had struggled to improve by only 0.2 levels since then. This infusion of spiritual energy was comparable to the accumulation of months of hard training.
This was not even the full capacity of the spiritual spring; if the spring were abundant, the increase would be unimaginable.
"The improvement in martial skills is remarkable, reaching 30%. Under normal training conditions, such progress would take months. The spiritual spring is indeed extraordinary!"
[The spiritual spring has been exhausted; it can be restored through cultivation. The spirit child bloodline activation can also enhance the spiritual spring through training.]
Zheng Zha closed the system interface and began to cultivate.
[Practicing 'Mountain Crushing Fist' once has resulted in a slight recovery of the spiritual spring...]
[Practicing fist techniques has resulted in a slight recovery of the spiritual spring...]
Although the spiritual spring could enhance him, the water needed to be accumulated through his cultivation. Four hours passed in the blink of an eye.
[Spiritual Spring: 0.05% (can be used for self-irrigation to enhance physique)]
"Truly worthy of the spirit child bloodline inherited from Nezha! The recovery speed is astonishing!"
"That's enough for today. I'll accumulate some more spring water tomorrow."
"Currently, I can attempt to break through 19 m/s, with strength nearing 900 kg."
Zheng Zha opened his eyes, filled with excitement. The effects of the spiritual spring exceeded his expectations!
"This data places me among the best of my peers; it undoubtedly gave him immense confidence and allowed him to see a glimmer of hope amidst despair. He believed that as long as he continued to work hard, he could create miracles! For his grandmother, he must create miracles!
...
On the third morning, just as dawn broke, Zheng Zha arrived early at Qingli Academy.
Today is the day of the special admission assessment, and the entrance of the academy is bustling with people, creating an atmosphere of intense tension. The air is thick with the scent of youthful sweat and anxiety, as various noisy voices intertwine.
Zheng Zha takes a deep breath, striving to keep himself calm. He looks around and sees many familiar faces—some are candidates like him from impoverished families, their expressions tinged with nervousness and unease; others are talented individuals from martial arts families, exuding confidence and poise. Each face reflects a mix of tension and anticipation, as everyone has put in tremendous effort to gain admission to Qingli Academy.
Zheng Zha quietly steps to the back of the line, patiently waiting for the assessment to begin. He feels like a drop of water merging into the ocean—unremarkable yet brimming with infinite possibilities.
“Wow, there are so many people! The competition is fierce!” a burly young man complains loudly, his voice booming above the crowd.
“Of course! Qingli Academy is the best martial arts academy in Blue Star. The number of spots for special admissions is extremely limited each year, so competition is bound to be tough,” another boy replies, his tone laced with a hint of resignation.
“I heard this year's rewards are particularly generous. Just passing the assessment can earn you two hundred thousand!” a sharp voice interjects, filled with excitement.
“Two hundred thousand? My goodness! That’s a lot!” The surrounding candidates murmur among themselves, their eyes filled with longing.
Upon hearing the figure of “two hundred thousand,” Zheng Zha's heart tightens. That amount of money is crucial for him! He must pass the assessment!
The assessment officially begins.
First up is the speed test. One by one, candidates step onto the testing ground and sprint with all their might. Precision instruments line both sides of the testing area, with electronic screens displaying each candidate's speed in real-time.
“Li Yang, 15.2 m/s, qualified!” the examiner announces loudly, his voice clear amidst the noise. A slender boy jumps up excitedly, his face beaming with joy as if he has just won the lottery.
“Zhou Yue, 12.8 m/s, not qualified!” The examiner’s voice rings out again, this time tinged with regret. A girl with a ponytail runs off the testing ground in tears, her eyes filled with disappointment—her dreams shattered in that moment.
This assessment is akin to a carp leaping over the dragon gate; those who are eliminated will inevitably fall behind. The harsh reality weighs heavily on Zheng Zha's heart. He must give it his all!
At that moment, a girl dressed in a white martial arts uniform steps onto the testing ground. Standing about five feet tall with shoulder-length hair, she strides confidently onto the stage. Clad in simple yet vibrant athletic wear, she radiates an undeniable aura of strength. Her fair complexion glows like jade, her features delicate enough to seem as if they could produce water; her eyes exude an indescribable heroism while her slightly pursed lips add an air of determination. She appears strikingly elegant and extraordinary.
Her presence is like a brilliant star suddenly rising, instantly igniting the atmosphere and causing quite a stir. People’s gazes are drawn to her involuntarily as whispers ripple through the crowd.
“Look! It’s Su Shengnan!” someone exclaims excitedly, their voice brimming with surprise and admiration. Her name seems to carry magic, making the surrounding atmosphere even more fervent.
“It really is her—the school beauty from No. 16 Middle School! She truly lives up to her reputation! Every time I see her, I feel like other girls pale in comparison,” another voice chimes in, filled with genuine praise for her beauty. Her visage resembles the most vibrant flower of spring, captivating everyone’s attention.
“I heard she has an A-grade talent; she’s truly exceptional! Standing there, she looks like she stepped out of a comic book,” another person marvels, their words filled with awe and longing. Even more astonishing is that not only does she stand out in looks but her strength is also unfathomable.
As Su Yao steps onto the testing platform amidst envious gazes from all around, she smiles slightly before dashing forward like a bolt of lightning.
The speed was astonishing, almost leaving behind only a shadow. The numbers on the electronic screen flickered rapidly. 15.6 m/s... 16.2 m/s... 17.9 m/s!
"Su Yao, 17.9 m/s, breaking the academy record!" the examiner announced excitedly, his voice trembling slightly. The crowd erupted in astonishment. Breaking the academy record was simply unbelievable!
"That's a speed I couldn't even achieve if I tried my hardest!" someone in the audience couldn't help but shout out.
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