Chapter 19

"Principal is really going crazy! He's making everyone's life unbearable," Fuda couldn't help but complain.

A few days ago, the principal suddenly issued a strict order: if the school did not achieve a good result in the Star Wind Martial Arts Competition this year, all holidays for the next two years would be canceled. This order was given to all students and teachers.

The principal's authority at Tianjing Academy was unparalleled, and no one doubted the execution of his orders. Anyone who had been at Tianjing knew that the principal's words were never empty.

Tianjing Academy was immediately thrown into chaos.

All the teachers were like wound-up springs, keeping watch day and night, increasing classes, and organizing various special training sessions and endless practical drills.

All the students at Tianjing Academy suddenly found themselves in a miserable state. Forget about skipping classes; even being late would result in severe punishment under the current high-pressure situation. In the past, a little money could buy off the teachers, and life was carefree. But now, this trick was completely useless. The teachers were like wolves with bloodshot eyes, showing no mercy.

No class was spared, and the students who were punished every day could fill the corridors.

Fuda was in trouble today.

"It's those three guys from the other day," a close friend who knew the inside story whispered. "Remember those three country bumpkins? When I saw them at our school, I knew something was wrong. I didn't expect it to cause such a big fuss!"

"You mean those three country bumpkins?" Fuda was taken aback. He had seen those three people that day, but he hadn't connected them with the current situation.

"That old man is the principal of Sachima Academy. The other two are Amoli and Tang Tian. You should know them, they've been making a big stir recently!"

Fuda nodded repeatedly. "I've heard, I've heard. The crazy bull Amoli transferred schools. But what do they have to do with the principal? How did they offend him?"

"I'm not sure about the details, but I heard that the principal and that old man had a big argument in the principal's office. Then this mess happened!" the friend continued to spill the beans.

"That's impossible." Fuda looked disbelieving, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world. "Sachima Academy is a破校, what's there to argue about? Does he want to compete with us in the Star Wind Martial Arts Competition? His brain must be fried."

He wasn't exaggerating. What kind of school was Tianjing? The top school in Star Wind City! Sachima Academy was ranked third from the bottom, and there was no comparison between the two. If it weren't for the transfer incident, Fuda might never have even heard of the school's name.

"There are just so many overconfident people in this world," the friend shrugged, looking unlucky. "Their brains are fried, and we're the ones who suffer!"

"Really!" Fuda opened his mouth wide, looking astonished.

"It's true," the friend said with a bitter face.

Fuda felt a surge of anger. "These trash students, they're not only delusional, but they're also harming us! No, this can't be left like this."

"What do you want to do?" The friend perked up.

Fuda sneered. "Want to compete with us Tianjing in the Star Wind Martial Arts Competition? These toads don't even know their own reflection. Do they think they have the qualifications? It's a joke! I'll make them see the reality, and it's not as funny as they think."

"Are you thinking of..." The friend's eyes lit up.

"Heh, we don't need to wait for the Star Wind Martial Arts Competition. We'll find a few people to teach them a lesson. They want to participate in the Star Wind Martial Arts Competition? We'll beat them so they can't participate!" Fuda's eyes grew colder, his face full of mockery. "They think one crazy bull Amoli can turn the tide? Even the Beast Academy doesn't dare to challenge us Tianjing. One Amoli makes them so arrogant? We'll cripple them!"

"Right, find a few people! Damn, this anger must be vented!"

Fuda's proposal quickly gained the support of many students. Thinking about the hellish days they were living, everyone was burning with anger.

Fuda didn't expect so many people to respond.

But to avoid attracting the teachers' attention and getting punished, they ultimately chose two of the strongest students, while the others would provide cover.

Shen Yuan, a third-year student, ranked ninth at Tianjing Academy.

Yang Yong, a second-year student, ranked twenty-second at Tianjing Academy.

The two disappeared.

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Perhaps because of the Crane Body cultivation, Tang Tian didn't feel tired at all during this round of intense training. His Flash Punch was now perfected, and he could use it in any way he wanted.

After meditating for an hour, his fatigue was completely gone. After cultivating the Crane Body, his True Energy recovered much faster.

According to the insights in the Soul General Card, the Crane Body was just the entry point of the Crane Qi Technique, far from the end. Tang Tian's current Crane Body was only a rough form. He needed to continuously activate more fine meridians to strengthen the Crane Body. A strengthened Crane Body would make the crane shape more vivid and powerful.

At a high level of cultivation, a single thought could transform the Crane Body, causing the True Energy to surge and instantly burst, turning the softest into the hardest, invincible.

Tang Tian felt incredibly lucky.

The Crane Qi Technique was a perfect match for the Southern Cross Training Tablets. Not only could he cultivate martial techniques, but his True Energy also advanced rapidly.

What could be simpler than this?

Tang Tian was full of anticipation for the future, wondering what the ultimate Crane Body would be like.

Tang Tian laughed heartily, jumped up from the floor, and rushed out of the door, eager to test his skills with Amoli.

Amoli was drenched in sweat at the training ground, wielding a giant wooden sword almost as big as himself. He was shouting continuously, and as usual, Old Wei was nowhere to be seen.

For some reason, Tang Tian always had the feeling that Amoli was more focused and diligent than before. In fact, Amoli had always been very hardworking, but looking at Amoli's back now, Tang Tian couldn't help but think this.

Hmm, maybe it's just an illusion.

Tang Tian shook his head, dismissing the absurd thought. With a single thought, he channeled True Energy into his legs, and his body shot forward like a cannonball, heading straight for the training Amoli.

"Fly Bull! Take this!"

Tang Tian roared in mid-air, twisting his waist and throwing a punch.

Amoli had long sensed Tang Tian's approach. The giant wooden sword in his hand suddenly flipped, and his massive body spun with surprising agility.

"Basic Tang! Let me see your recent progress!"

Amoli laughed heartily, and the giant wooden sword met Tang Tian in mid-air, slicing down.

The giant wooden sword carved a dark, heavy shadow, accompanied by a heavy, mournful wind, slicing toward Tang Tian.

Amoli didn't use True Energy, but the weight of the sword was like a mountain pressing down, making it impossible to avoid. Amoli was naturally strong, and the giant wooden sword, made from hard wood from the mountains, was as heavy as a door, weighing over 200 pounds.

Such a heavy strike was terrifying!

Amoli could clearly feel his own progress. This strike was effortless, smooth, and the technique of applying force had clearly improved qualitatively.

However, to Amoli's surprise, Tang Tian in mid-air showed no intention of dodging.

Is Basic Tang's brain fried?

Amoli was puzzled. Basic Tang's physical condition was also excellent, but he absolutely couldn't withstand this strike. Even Amoli himself couldn't withstand it bare-handed.

Tang Tian suddenly threw a punch in mid-air!

The moment the punch was thrown, the fist disappeared.

Flash Punch!

Amoli's spirit was invigorated. The last time Tang Tian used the Flash Punch to suppress him, it had left a deep impression. Although Tang Tian was in a demonic state at the time, Amoli didn't think that was an excuse for being suppressed.

Let me see your Flash Punch and how it has improved!

Amoli's mind became clear, and his sword technique became more integrated. The dark shadow of the sword seemed to merge with his iron-like body.

The low, intimidating wind sound disappeared, and the heavy, mountain-like sword technique gained a touch of agility. No matter from which angle Tang Tian's Flash Punch came, it would collide with this strike.

Tang Tian's fist suddenly emerged from mid-air.

Wait!

Amoli's gaze suddenly sharpened, and all his mental state shattered. He stared dumbfounded at Tang Tian's fist.

A faint white light enveloped Tang Tian's fist.

Fist Light!

Impossible! The first thought that came to Amoli's mind was these three words. How could the Flash Punch produce Fist Light? How could it!

The Flash Punch is a second-stage martial technique...

But the light on the fist was clearly visible. The white light, though thin, was undoubtedly Fist Light.

Amoli snapped out of his shock.

However, at that moment, the giant wooden sword and the fist enveloped in white Fist Light collided.

Clang!

A sound like metal striking metal, Amoli felt a powerful force in his hand, his palm heated, and he almost couldn't hold the giant wooden sword.

Fist Light!

Real Fist Light!

At this moment, Amoli had no doubt. The light on Tang Tian's fist was Fist Light!

Basic Tang...

After the shock, a strong fighting spirit surged in Amoli's heart. Basic Tang, I won't lose to you. His mountain-like body suddenly turned, firmly rooted to the ground, and the giant wooden sword in his hand was slightly raised.

"Basic Tang, you've actually cultivated Fist Light, hah, I can finally fight you to my heart's content! Come on, Basic Tang, try my [Earth Splitting Slash]!"

Amoli's strike was powerful, and although Tang Tian's fist was enveloped in Fist Light, he still retreated several steps, his arm feeling sore.

This bull's strength is really monstrous!

At that moment, hearing Amoli's passionate challenge, Tang Tian suddenly retracted his fist, showing an innocent smile, and waved his hand. "Ah, Fly Bull, I just wanted to say hello. Now that I've said hello, um, I have something to do, so you play by yourself..."

Before the words were even finished, he slipped away, fleeing.

Amoli stood there, stunned, watching Tang Tian's back disappear. His fighting spirit felt like a punch in the cotton, almost making him spit blood.

A moment later, a roar suddenly echoed through the forest.

"Basic Tang! You bastard!"

Tang Tian laughed heartily and walked away.