Lam Minh currently felt his body brimming with energy and fighting spirit.
[Name]: Lam Minh
[Age]: 16
[Cultivation]: Mortal (1/100 Golden Dragon Blood Essence) [+1000 points = +1 Golden Dragon Blood Essence]
[Spirit]: Mortal (400/1000 Spirit Points) [+1 point = +1 Spirit Point]
[Spiritual Root]: Hoang-Grade Spiritual Root (10/100,000 Spiritual Root Points) [+1 point = +1 Spiritual Root Point]
[Martial Arts]:
Crippling Wind Fist (Initiate) 20/1000
Wind Walking (Initiate) 153/900
Star Manifestation Sword Art (Initiate) 100/500 [+1 point = +1 Proficiency Point]
[Accumulated Attribute Points]: 873
[Lucky Spin]: (Break through to the 9th layer of Body Tempering to spin again)
The numbers don't lie. Looking at the system panel made Lam Minh's hands itch.
He tilted his head and looked towards Quynh Nhu, who was sitting in cultivation.
"Senior Sister, I want to challenge you!" Lam Minh's voice echoed throughout the training hall.
Upon hearing this, everyone stopped what they were doing and looked at Lam Minh.
"Hey kid, did you eat a bear's gall? You've only been in the dojo for two days and you already dare to challenge me, your Third Senior Sister?" Quynh Nhu said, her hands on her hips, looking at Lam Minh with a scornful gaze.
"Senior Sister, do you dare to suppress your cultivation and have a pure sword duel with me?" Lam Minh raised his head and looked at Quynh Nhu with an equally challenging expression.
Everyone started to gather around to watch the fun.
No one had ever dared to challenge Quynh Nhu before.
In terms of swordsmanship, she was also top-tier in the dojo with her "Bright Holy Sword Art" that she had practiced for many years.
Everyone was also looking forward to Quynh Nhu teaching this new little junior brother a lesson.
"Why wouldn't I dare? Eldest Senior Brother, give me a sword!" Quynh Nhu said, holding out her hand.
Eldest Senior Brother understood, threw each of them a wooden sword, and said:
"The rules are the same as always: first to score a point wins. The one with higher cultivation must suppress it to match the lower one. The match begins!" After speaking, Eldest Senior Brother stepped back to watch the fun.
The fact that Lam Minh had won 35 consecutive times in the simulation machine made everyone extremely curious about him.
This battle would probably reveal Lam Minh's true strength.
Immediately, Quynh Nhu's aura dropped to match Lam Minh's.
She stomped her foot on the ground, and her body turned into an afterimage, gliding towards Lam Minh.
"Let me see if your strength is as strong as your mouth!" Quynh Nhu shouted.
Lam Minh held the sword, its tip pointing to the ground. In his mind, the moves of the Star Manifestation Sword Art quickly flashed by.
Without a word, Lam Minh raised his sword with both hands, every muscle fiber exploding, his back leg sinking, and the sword held at eye level.
Thwack!
The sound of two wooden swords colliding rang out.
Lam Minh took a step back, successfully blocking Quynh Nhu's attack.
"Not bad, kid. You've got some skill. Watch this!" Quynh Nhu continued to use her movement technique to close in on Lam Minh.
Lam Minh was not flustered at all. The two quickly engaged in a fierce exchange.
Move after move clashed, creating waves of kinetic energy that diffused into the surrounding air.
"Little junior brother has some skill, but Third Junior Sister hasn't used her Bright Holy Sword Art yet. I predict that in another three seconds, little junior brother will be defeated." Eldest Senior Brother said with his hands clasped behind his back, in the manner of a Golden Core realm powerhouse.
"Not necessarily. Junior Brother Lam's moves also look very solid; he won't be defeated that quickly." Second Senior Brother also boldly clasped his hands behind his back and offered his assessment of the situation, which made everyone watching nod in agreement.
The sound of clashing echoed in the training ground.
Lam Minh's hands were now numb. Although Quynh Nhu had lowered her realm to match his, her physical constitution and martial arts still showed a clear gap between them.
"Damn it! Star Manifestation Sword Art, second form, Flowing Star Illumination!" Lam Minh roared, and the speed of his moves became even more exquisite.
The Star Manifestation Sword Art had a total of seven forms.
Each form was a different level of enlightenment. The initiate level had helped Lam Minh comprehend all seven forms, but not in depth.
As soon as the second form was unleashed, Quynh Nhu immediately felt the pressure.
"Bright Holy Sword Art, unleash!" Quynh Nhu began to execute her ultimate move.
The surrounding air began to swirl.
The wooden sword emitted a sparkling white light.
Quynh Nhu stood straight and swung her sword lightly.
The gale-force wind, accompanied by bright white spiritual energy, formed a beam of light that shot towards Lam Minh.
Lam Minh didn't have time to understand what was happening; he could only raise his sword to block.
Boom!
The sword in Lam Minh's hand shattered into pieces. His body was sent flying several meters, tumbling a few times before stopping.
He spat out a mouthful of blood, looking extremely battered.
But quickly, Lam Minh felt the drop of Golden Dragon Blood Essence begin to travel throughout his body, healing every injured part.
So the Golden Dragon Blood Essence has this special function. I wonder how powerful it will be if I collect all 100 drops.
"Unreasonable! You used spiritual power. I haven't even finished body tempering, how can I be your opponent?" Lam Minh said, clutching his chest.
"So what? If you dare to challenge me, your Third Senior Sister, then I have to teach you a proper lesson," Quynh Nhu retorted.
Lam Minh was not one to back down. It was clearly his senior sister who had broken the rules.
After that, a fierce war of words erupted. Lam Minh used all his verbal ammunition but had to admit defeat against the unreasonable woman in front of him.
Lam Minh was speechless. He was wrong.
Wrong from the moment he challenged his Third Senior Sister. Women truly cannot be reasoned with.
"Good! The match is over. Third Junior Sister wins by a landslide." Eldest Senior Brother spoke up, cutting off the verbal battle between the two.
"Hmph, don't you dare challenge me again next time. My status here is absolute, you know?" Quynh Nhu winked at Lam Minh, which annoyed him even more.
Looking at the clock, it was 12:15 PM, almost time for school.
Lam Minh bid farewell to his senior brothers and sisters and left the Bach Hoang Dojo.
He was determined to use the pain of this defeat to seek revenge this afternoon.
At the platform defense battle.
Fifteen minutes later.
"Le, I'm participating in the combat sparring this afternoon. Remember to come and watch." Lam Minh said, strolling with his hands in his pockets, muttering to Le Dao Khuc who was walking beside him.
"Weren't you scared after being knocked out last time? I don't want to have to carry you out of the arena again. I heard Luc Du is defending the platform today. That guy is ranked number 2 in class 11A01; his strength is extremely powerful. With his strength, no one can force him to defend the platform, but he suddenly wants to participate. I don't get it," Le said, walking beside him with a sleepy voice.
"Luc Du, has he reached the Body Tempering realm yet?" Lam Minh asked.
"No, you make it sound like there are a lot of Body Tempering cultivators at our age. Only the children of prominent families can break through to the Body Tempering realm before the university entrance exams. As for Luc Du, his blood essence was measured at 912 points last month. He also has a good chance of breaking through next year," Le Dao Khuc said with a look of admiration.
That was true. Not everyone had a heaven-defying system like Lam Minh. Grinding from 0 to 1000 points in a week was probably something only he could do.
It should be known that even with good aptitude, the process of refining blood essence to enter the Body Tempering realm was very slow and important, as it affected the entire future path of cultivation.
"Alright, just you wait and see me defeat Luc Du and get transferred to class A01. You have to work hard too, or you'll be left in my dust," Lam Minh said to Le Dao Khuc in a mocking tone, which made Le furious and chase after him, wanting to beat him up.
But Le was no match for Lam Minh, so the two of them ran for their lives to school.
The three class periods passed as usual. The gang of A Cau and his followers didn't come to bother Lam Minh.
Lam Minh secretly thought it was a pity, otherwise there would have been some good drama in class.
The bell ending the third period rang like a signal for the start of a fierce weekly competition.
All the students packed their books and excitedly rushed to the school's gymnasium.
Some even bought snacks to make the viewing more dramatic.
Lam Minh entered the gymnasium. The scene was as lively as last week.
The stands were filled with classmates.
Lam Minh's eyes scanned the stands, searching for a familiar figure.
He was looking for To Quyen.
But after looking around and not seeing her, Lam Minh had no choice but to go and register with a tinge of disappointment.
The truth was, To Quyen did not come to watch the fights today, and she rarely watched matches like these.
She had appeared last week because her friends had dragged her along. Her mind was always 100% focused on academics and knowledge.
Lam Minh's appearance also caused a stir in the stands.
Not because his handsomeness was too attractive, but because his "hot search" last week had been a hot topic on the school's forum.
"Look, that Lam Minh is participating again. Isn't he afraid of being humiliated again?" a male student with curly hair said to his group of friends upon noticing Lam Minh's appearance.
"Hahaha, he's so annoying to look at. He only has his looks, going around showing off to attract girls. If I meet him on the platform, I'll beat him to death," a skinny male student sitting next to him replied sarcastically.
"You're so right. Let's see how he gets humiliated today," the curly-haired male student continued.
The group of students burst out laughing, which made a female classmate sitting below quite annoyed.
"Hey, be quiet! If you're so good, go down there and compete. Don't just sit there and comment," the female student said in an annoyed tone.
Seeing her fierce expression, the male students fell silent and looked down at the arena.
Just then, the MC's voice echoed throughout the school.
"Alright everyone, the registration time is over! According to the statistics, there are a total of 120 contestants participating in this week's challenge. Are you all excited?" the MC said in a captivating voice, drawing a fierce roar from the entire school.
"The rules for today's competition are the same as last week. All 120 contestants will fight inside the spiritual energy cage, and only when there are eight contestants left on the platform will the real challenge begin. Let's have the screen display the names of the 120 contestants who will be stepping onto the platform!" the MC continued to announce the rules of the competition.
Lam Minh was currently looking at the system panel.
He decided to invest all his remaining 873 attribute points into his cultivation.
Get stronger first, talk later.
A magical sensation appeared in Lam Minh's dantian. Tiny drops of blood essence began to gather and surround the Golden Dragon Blood Essence.
Lam Minh felt his strength had increased quite a lot.
[Name]: Lam Minh
[Age]: 16
[Cultivation]: Mortal (1.873/100 Golden Dragon Blood Essence) [+1000 points = +1 Golden Dragon Blood Essence]
[Spirit]: Mortal (400/1000 Spirit Points) [+1 point = +1 Spirit Point]
[Spiritual Root]: Hoang-Grade Spiritual Root (10/100,000 Spiritual Root Points) [+1 point = +1 Spiritual Root Point]
[Martial Arts]:
Crippling Wind Fist (Initiate) 20/1000
Wind Walking (Initiate) 153/900
Star Manifestation Sword Art (Initiate) 100/500 [+1 point = +1 Proficiency Point]
[Accumulated Attribute Points]: 0
[Lucky Spin]: (Break through to the 9th layer of Body Tempering to spin again)
"Cultivation is so easy. In this world, who else besides me is hacking?" Lam Minh muttered.
He looked at his own registration number on the display screen.
It indicated that his strength was ranked among the bottom of the challenger group.
Lam Minh held his wooden sword and stepped onto the platform one step at a time amidst thunderous cheers.
The cheers were not for him, but for those other geniuses.
"Let me see what you've got." A confident smile bloomed on Lam Minh's lips.
He held his head high, looking down on the heroes.