Chapter 47

"Since it can be listed among the 'Nine Greats,' there must be something unique about it. Let's go take a look!" Li Yao's heart stirred, and he strolled over to the Dahuang Combat Academy's booth.

"Dahuang Combat Academy is full of barbarians with well-developed limbs but simple minds. What's there to see? Why don't we go back to Tianhuan Academy and see if we can find a few senior students to have dinner with and discuss literature? Hey, if you're not coming, I'll go by myself, don't say I don't treat you as a friend!" Zheng Dongming called out a few times behind him, but seeing no response from Li Yao, he touched his nose and adjusted his mini crystal brain to "mirror" mode. He combed his hair to one side with his fingers, whistled, and walked in the direction of Tianhuan Academy.

As soon as Li Yao entered the Dahuang Combat Academy's exhibition hall, he felt his steps become instantly heavy, as if a thousand-pound stone was pressing down on his shoulders, and the air seemed to become more viscous.

"Artificial gravity field?" Li Yao became interested.

The exhibition hall was set up like a wild and unrestrained training ground.

All around, dumbbells, barbells, punching bags, and other training equipment were haphazardly placed.

What surprised Li Yao was that most of the training equipment was not made of metal but was forged from rocks and the bones of demon beasts, giving off a sense of brutality, savagery, and intense excitement, making every muscle in his body eager to try.

Being here, Li Yao was reminded of the month he spent sweating and pouring his youth in the logistics warehouse.

He couldn't help but walk up to a squat rack and place the barbell on his shoulders.

The barbell on this squat rack was made from the spine of a demon beast, providing a very fine friction when held, with an excellent feel. The barbell plates made of obsidian on both sides were also just the right weight.

Li Yao took a deep breath, dug his toes into the ground, and used his waist and hips to powerfully squat down.

...

Ding Lingdang was very annoyed.

She sat on a dumbbell bench, holding a 100-kilogram bone dumbbell in each hand, while she complained loudly through a spirit crane message to the "Dahuang Combat Academy Martial Arts Department Chief Instructor" who was a thousand miles away:

"Old Xia, can our Dahuang Combat Academy really recruit students in a place full of sissies? The people here all have thin arms and legs, extremely weak. I'm worried a sneeze could knock them down! These sissies don't even take our Dahuang Combat Academy seriously. It's been half a day, and only a few people have come to visit, and they all look at me with very strange eyes, as if I'm a martial lunatic. It's really insulting!"

She forcefully swung her arm, and with a "creak," the dumbbell was bent.

Ding Lingdang exclaimed, "Oops," stuck out her tongue, and threw the bent dumbbell to the side—there were already seven or eight dumbbells piled in the corner, with clear handprints on the handles.

On the screen, a red-skinned giant over two meters tall, with muscles like rocks, said helplessly:

"Little Ding, don't get so worked up. Our Dahuang Combat Academy hasn't recruited new students in the 571st examination zone for three consecutive years. Everyone is used to it. Otherwise, we wouldn't have sent you, a new graduate, here as an observer. We're just here to join the fun, expand our influence, and it doesn't matter if we recruit anyone. After all, in the Dahuang region, there are plenty of cultivation geniuses who join our school!"

"I think so too. The people here are all pretty boys, none of them suitable to be 'body cultivators'... Wait, Old Xia, I think I've found a target!" Ding Lingdang happened to look up and saw Li Yao doing squats, her eyes immediately lighting up.

"Really? How is his quality?" The red-skinned giant on the screen was also a bit surprised.

It's not common for someone to be considered a "target" by Ding Lingdang in the Dahuang region.

"Quite good. Those arms, that chest, that waist, those thighs, that butt, tsk tsk tsk, every muscle is perfect, making me want to pinch them! He's a natural for the body cultivation path. I'll go get him now—take him down!"

Ding Lingdang rubbed her hands together, her face full of excitement, and in one step, she darted behind Li Yao.

"Little brother, your chest muscles are pretty good!"

Li Yao felt a fierce whirlwind sweep over him from behind, the intense pressure almost identical to when "Demon Blade Peng Hai" made his entrance!

The only difference was—Demon Blade Peng Hai's aura was like a tidal wave, while this aura was like a tyrannosaurus rex charging over from a distance, filled with a strong aura of a fierce beast!

Li Yao felt a sharp edge on his back, and without even thinking about the barbell, he did a forward roll, barely avoiding the "fierce beast" behind him. He turned around with a force that almost snapped his spine, instinctively assuming the most defensive stance!

His forehead was drenched in cold sweat, and his heart was pounding so hard it felt like it would tear through his chest!

"What kind of person has such a domineering aura, like a human tyrannosaurus rex!" Li Yao panted heavily, looking at the "human tyrannosaurus rex" with fear.

To his surprise, the person behind him was a woman, a very young girl.

This girl was at most three or four years older than him, around her early twenties.

She was tall, even slightly taller than him, with a very athletic build, broad shoulders, a flexible waist, and long, round, and very solid thighs, making one imagine how wonderful it would feel to touch her other plump parts.

She was wearing only the most revealing sports bra and shorts, exposing her devilishly athletic body to the air.

She wasn't the traditional "skin as smooth as congealed fat" classical beauty; her skin was a honey-like amber color, shining under the lights, smooth like silk.

After just exercising, her amber skin was glistening with a light sweat, making her look even more radiant.

She might not be considered very pretty, as her eyebrows were too thick, her eyes too large and too spirited, her nose too straight, her lips too thin, and her ears sticking out like a monkey's, a bit like a windcatcher.

In short, she was too masculine, too straightforward, too aggressive, and too invasive, lacking the gentle and tender qualities that most men prefer.

But she seemed to care not at all, still radiating heat and light like a small sun, unrestrained.

The most bizarre thing was that on her beautifully shaped ankles, there were three or four strings of bells tied with faded red ropes.

Logically, when she jumped over, there should have been a "ding dong" sound, but Li Yao didn't hear anything. The eight bells seemed to be rusted, firmly wrapped around her beautiful feet.

Li Yao was secretly amazed; this girl had already achieved the ultimate control over the fine muscles in her legs, able to control the muscle bundles from trembling during high-speed movement, canceling out the vibrations and keeping the bells still.

"My name is Ding Lingdang. You can call me Sister Ling, or my nickname 'Ding Dong.' Little brother, you're very strong. You can still do so many squats without changing your expression under five times the gravity, and you sensed me as soon as I came over. Your intuition is very sharp. You're a good material. Come, let's get to know each other!"

Ding Lingdang reached out lightning-fast, not allowing Li Yao to object, grabbed his right hand, and squeezed it hard.