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Chapter 130: Earthquake Debate Competition (Part 1)
A woman who can change clothes under the covers is truly something to behold.
Wei Yuan finally realized how foolish it was to open his eyes. Did he really think that his agility and keen alertness, which had allowed him to escape multiple assassination attempts, would go unnoticed by classmate Yang Ying?
Pride comes before a fall; he couldn't afford to underestimate the situation again.
Wei Yuan quickly retreated from her room, only to find Han Ling still waiting in the living room. He made an effort to control himself and put on a smile.
Han Ling watched him come out alone while Yang Ying remained in the room, unsure of what was happening. She didn't quite believe that Wei Yuan would physically confront Yang Ying, and even more so, she doubted that Wei Yuan could defeat Yang Ying at this moment.
Although Han Ling didn't know Kung Fu, she understood how to assess others' skills. It was clear that Yang Ying was a martial arts expert, and Han Ling could see that.
She stood up, prompting Wei Yuan to follow suit and ask, "Where are you going?"
Wei Yuan quickly realized she was heading towards Yang Ying's room and hurriedly tried to stop her. Even though Yang Ying had already changed into her pajamas, Wei Yuan had just come out from inside. If Han Ling saw Yang Ying's appearance now, she would definitely misunderstand.
Although Wei Yuan wasn't sure if he was afraid of Han Ling misunderstanding him, even if something had happened between him and Yang Ying, what did it have to do with Han Ling? The one he needed to explain things to would be Lan Xue, right?
However, having seemingly agreed to Yuan Ziyi's request to act as a catalyst and noticing the change in Han Ling's attitude towards him, Wei Yuan didn't want her to misunderstand at this moment.
"I'm going to check on Yang Ying."
Han Ling looked at Wei Yuan with a strange expression, as if he was deliberately preventing her from entering the room.
At this point, Wei Yuan said, "She's inside preparing medicine and wants to rest for a while."
With Wei Yuan's explanation, Han Ling initially had some doubts but couldn't afford to question him too much at this moment. After all, she had developed a certain level of trust in this boy.
The two sat on the sofa staring blankly at the television. About ten minutes later, Yang Ying emerged from her room wearing pajamas and draped in a jacket.
She stared at Wei Yuan for a moment, then spoke in a tone that was unmistakably that of a master, "Rest for another hour, then we will begin training."
After seeing Yang Ying come out, Wei Yuan finally breathed a sigh of relief. Han Ling had inadvertently returned to her room. About an hour later, Wei Yuan began to strap on heavier lead weights.
Yang Ying demonstrated several sets of Kung Fu, especially her unique soft yoga. Wei Yuan watched closely, almost unable to take his eyes off her.
On one hand, Yang Ying, dressed in a set of pajamas, moved with a perfectly alluring physique. On the other hand, after being subjected to Yang Ying's rigorous training and forced transformations several times, he found the results to be remarkably evident.
For instance, he had already fought against seven adult men and managed to escape unscathed each time. If it weren't for his stamina not keeping up and being unable to engage them in a prolonged battle, Wei Yuan even felt that he could have used guerrilla tactics to take down those three muscular men.
So at this moment, when Yang Ying once again taught him more advanced soft yoga techniques, Wei Yuan was already extremely excited. He had originally thought yoga was just something women practiced casually in their spare time, occasionally attempting some difficult poses—something he could understand.
But now he realized that the soft yoga Yang Ying demonstrated was clearly designed for combat. Every move and technique pushed the limits of the human body, leaving opponents completely unprepared.
Additionally, the two sets of Kung Fu she showcased felt somewhat feminine; however, Wei Yuan focused on the novelty of her attacking style. As for its practical application, he could adapt based on the situation.
"Trusting everything you read is worse than not reading at all."
The same principle applied here: if one only concentrated on superficial techniques during martial arts practice, it would be easy for opponents to catch onto patterns.
"I have shown you everything I know; how much you can learn depends on your talent."
After demonstrating several times and sweating profusely, Yang Ying said this to Wei Yuan while breathing heavily. At that moment, it was clear she had given it her all.
As a girl raised within a martial arts sect, she only understood medicine and martial arts. Now she had completely imparted all her knowledge of Kung Fu to her man.
Compared to the possessive nature of other sects, Yang Ying's approach clearly showed her intentions toward this boy to anyone with discerning eyes.
As for her medical skills, Yang Ying believed that this knowledge couldn't be mastered in a short period. If she tried to teach Wei Yuan everything at once, he would likely struggle to digest it all.
Wei Yuan was tied up with lead blocks and began to train continuously, focusing entirely on the techniques previously demonstrated by Yang Ying.
As he recalled the movements of Yang Ying, Wei Yuan gradually felt more confident, and his practice started to resemble the real thing, exuding power and vigor.
The relentless training with the lead blocks left Wei Yuan drenched in sweat, but he persisted. The new Kung Fu taught by Yang Ying brought him endless excitement. Ever since he successfully applied what Yang Ying had taught him in practice, he had completely fallen for this girl.
Seeing him work so hard, Yang Ying couldn't help but feel a bit sorry for him: "Take a break; we can continue next time."
Feeling that his stamina was nearly depleted and it was indeed not suitable to continue, Wei Yuan naturally did not argue with her. The two parted ways and returned to their own rooms.
After closing his door and lying on his bed, Wei Yuan couldn't help but recall everything that had happened in Yang Ying's room that evening.
Sometimes men are like this; even if they might not have the courage to pursue her, just thinking about those enchanting scenes made Wei Yuan feel a stirring in a certain part of himself. This pure-hearted virgin had been holding back for nearly twenty years, and now with various temptations around him, it seemed his defenses were crumbling.
"I'm not planning to apply for a chastity archway," Wei Yuan sneered at himself in his mind, yet he still lacked experience on how to proceed from this point.
With many distracting thoughts, he found it hard to sleep.
Wei Yuan went to the bathroom to splash some water on his face, then returned to his room and opened a well-hidden package containing the Listening Wind Bottle he had obtained from Ma Teng.
It turned out to be a pile of worthless fragments. Under Wei Yuan's repair efforts, at least more than one-third of the fragments had been restored into one piece. At this moment, the Mist-like Space in his mind underwent another change.
The deep black cloud-like state might represent a new form. As for its function, Wei Yuan planned to take this opportunity to try it out.
Once again absorbing the Spiritual Energy contained within the Vase Fragments, Wei Yuan felt no difficulty at all. He summoned the Dark Ink-colored Mist from his mind and began reacting with the Spiritual Energy of the Vase Fragments.
At this moment, whether it was due to the changes occurring in the Mist-like Space, Wei Yuan felt that absorbing the Spiritual Energy was no longer difficult; at least his capacity had significantly increased, and his speed had also improved considerably.
After the Silver-gray Mist completely disappeared, when the Spiritual Energy was fully absorbed into the Mist-like Space, Wei Yuan felt that the Dark Ink-colored Mist was merging at a very fast pace under the stimulation of the Spiritual Energy.
Then, the fragmented Dark Ink-colored Mist continued to expand and come into contact with each other, gradually merging together. The volume slowly began to increase, and the color gradually darkened until it evolved into a deep black cloud-like state.
"This speed is too fast; it seems that complete absorption is not a problem at all."
Wei Yuan continuously completed the Spiritual Energy absorption work for five pieces of Vase Fragments and found that his body still did not experience any discomfort. In fact, he felt he could continue.
Thus, Wei Yuan did not stop his actions. He decisively accelerated the absorption speed of the Dark Ink-colored Mist with Spiritual Energy and then felt that in his mind's Mist-like Space, the Light Ink-Colored Mist began to grow larger and darker as it absorbed the Spiritual Energy, eventually merging completely.
Moreover, this base number was increasing. Wei Yuan sensed that the Spiritual Energy of the Vase Fragments had been completely absorbed.
"With this, the Listening Wind Bottle should be fully repaired. According to the Blue Old Man's estimate, it's worth at least over a million. I'm going to get rich."
If Wei Yuan were not excited, it would definitely be false. At this moment, he slowly digested the absorbed Spiritual Energy, and there were no issues in his mind's Mist-like Space. Now he was worried about having too much Spiritual Energy lingering in his Dantian. Although this type of Spiritual Energy cleansing could transform his physique,
the sudden enhancement of attributes like explosive power and jumping ability meant that Wei Yuan's stamina was increasingly unable to keep up.
That’s why he needed to constantly train his body. However, after absorbing so much Spiritual Energy this time, it was likely that his physical quality would lose balance once again. For Wei Yuan, this phenomenon could only be seen as a mixed blessing.
"Forget about that for now; I'll plan after repairing this Listening Wind Bottle."
After completely absorbing the Spiritual Energy from the Vase Fragments, what Wei Yuan needed to do next was naturally to repair this vase; that was his true purpose.
This time, Wei Yuan planned to try using those deep black misty substances—this cloud-like form—to see what effect they had. Wei Yuan was full of anticipation.
Just by slightly sensing with his consciousness, Wei Yuan discovered that he could easily manipulate the Deep Black Substance within the misty space. Therefore, he allowed the Deep Black Substance to overflow from his mind's Mist-like Space.
There was no need for him to control it; those Deep Black Substances already appeared in Wei Yuan's hands on their own, reacting with the air at an almost imperceptible speed before turning transparent once again.
Wei Yuan arranged the Vase Fragments with one hand, while carefully repairing them with the other hand that held the Transparent Substance. Instead of merely fixing it, he completely released the Transparent Substance, which seemed to envelop the pile of Vase Fragments.
At that moment, in the Mist-like Space in his mind, the Deep Black Substance that Wei Yuan had manipulated began to slowly overflow from the Mist-like Space and appeared in his hands. However, at the same time, Wei Yuan felt that this Dark Cloud Substance was like a luminous body.
Indeed, during the process of using it, a certain amount of Deep Black Substance was consumed, but this Dark Cloud Substance began to react within the Mist-like Space in his mind, gradually absorbing other Dark Ink-colored Mist, which felt very strange.
The Dark Ink-colored Mist seemed to be drawn in like encountering a vacuum cleaner, quickly rushing over and being absorbed cleanly as if it had vanished into thin air. Then, the Deep Black Substance began to grow stronger again, regaining its original shape.
At this point, Wei Yuan calmed himself and patiently waited. Less than a minute felt exceptionally long. When he finally grasped the vase with both hands, he could no longer feel any traces of previous damage.
"It can now be confirmed that this is the Restorative Power of the Third Form."
Wei Yuan was overjoyed to feel such a significant effect from this black substance. In the past, when he had repaired one-third of this vase, he had been mentally exhausted and felt as if he were bearing a ton of copper balls physically.
However, this time, aside from feeling slightly uncomfortable when standing up, he remained physically and mentally relaxed. He could even sense that during the process of absorbing Spiritual Energy and repairing the vase, the Deep Black Substance that was reacting and overflowing from the Mist-like Space had other effects as it passed through his body.
It felt like a cold current coursing through him and then slowly manifesting in his hands. Wei Yuan sensed that this power seemed to be restoring his physical condition.
"Can this newly formed Deep Black Substance really be so miraculous as to restore my physical state?"
Although Wei Yuan was uncertain, it certainly felt that way. This was a very peculiar experience that led him into deep thought: Would the Restorative Power's Third Form have new functions?
For now, Wei Yuan could not answer this question himself; he could only derive results through a series of practical experiments. However, at this moment, he easily completed the repair of the Listening Wind Bottle, which made him very happy.
He had originally bet with Ma Teng on repairing this Listening Wind Bottle for a million in stakes. After learning that Ma Teng had been driving drunk and nearly cost him his life, Wei Yuan had gone crazy and smashed his car. Now he intended to use this Listening Wind Bottle to offset his compensation for damaging Ma Teng's vehicle.
He didn't care about this at all; he didn't expect to actually receive any betting money from Ma Teng. But at least now that he had vented his frustrations after smashing the car, he felt much better inside.
After temporarily putting away the vase, Wei Yuan quickly fell asleep. Although he had previously been unconscious for four hours, he hadn't really rested properly at all. So this time, he slept very soundly.
Early the next morning, Wei Yuan was already awake. The fatigue from last night was mainly due to the intense training and mental exhaustion during recovery, so he had only slept for a few hours before feeling refreshed.
After changing into his school uniform, Wei Yuan went downstairs and checked his phone; it was nearly seven o'clock. He found a stall near the bus stop and drank a bowl of soy milk. After calculating the time, he noticed a bus had just arrived, so he hurriedly paid and got on.
In fact, the house he rented was not far from the school; it was only a ten-minute walk. However, Wei Yuan figured that Lan Xue was likely on this bus at this time, so he decided to take a chance by getting on.
As expected, there were fewer buses in the morning, so Wei Yuan's calculations were correct. Lan Xue was sitting in the back seat, studying an English textbook.
Wei Yuan walked over and lowered his voice, saying, "Hey, it's you again! I used to see you with a boy on the bus all the time. Why are you alone today?"
Lan Xue heard a deep male voice and initially thought it was some regular passenger she often encountered. She slowly raised her head to respond but was surprised to find that it was indeed that boy standing in front of her.
Wei Yuan continued in a low voice with a smile, "That boy must be your boyfriend, right? He’s quite handsome."
Lan Xue couldn't help but laugh at his words and replied while suppressing her smile, "You’re even praising yourself for being handsome. How shameless!"
"Did you miss me?" Wei Yuan asked with a grin.
He felt that if their relationship remained stuck between being friends and something more, it wouldn’t be good for either of them.
"Miss you? You’ve been playing hide-and-seek! You haven’t been to school for a whole week!"
Lan Xue appeared quite upset. She had been putting in effort to tutor him, yet he seemed indifferent and had disappeared for an entire week without even answering his phone.
Wei Yuan knew he was in the wrong and didn’t want to dwell on that topic. Instead, he kindly said, "Thank you for your concern."
Sure enough, this attitude left Lan Xue flustered as she blushed and retorted, "Who’s concerned about you?"
Seeing that she still seemed a bit annoyed, Wei Yuan simply added fuel to the fire and actively approaching Lan Xue, looking at her with a pitiful expression and said, "There’s just over a month left until the college entrance exam. Aren't you supposed to be tutoring me? You keep deceiving me."
Lan Xue didn’t know when Wei Yuan had become so sharp-tongued. It seemed that their relationship was becoming closer, so Wei Yuan's words became increasingly unrestrained. However, at this moment, he was clearly playing the victim.
"I started tutoring you, but can I even find you? You promised to take the college entrance exam seriously."
Lan Xue looked a bit wronged. She had wholeheartedly hoped to help Wei Yuan improve his grades, and even thought that maybe they could attend the same university as their relationship grew closer.
However, Wei Yuan frequently disappeared from school, which naturally made Lan Xue doubt his enthusiasm for studying. At this moment, Wei Yuan quickly agreed with her, promising to study hard and strive to get into college.
Soon, Lan Xue was easily appeased by him. A few minutes later, the bus stopped, and after they got off, they walked for two minutes to the school. By this time, students from other grades had already started lining up on the playground.
Since it was Monday, there was a flag-raising ceremony as per tradition to showcase the school's commitment to patriotic education. Originally, all grades were supposed to participate, but since the third-year students were facing the upcoming college entrance exam and were already racing against time, they were naturally excluded.
The two entered the classroom, and soon the homeroom teacher began reviewing with everyone. Lan Xue helped Wei Yuan understand some of the content. At this moment, the homeroom teacher Wu Yongsheng said from the podium: "This year there has been a significant natural disaster internationally—the recent Magnitude Nine Earthquake in Sun Country. This is a major event that is likely to be included in the college entrance exam questions."
As a somewhat rebellious youth, Wei Yuan naturally had no good feelings towards the Island Nation that invaded Huaxia. He even believed that Sun Country's earthquake was not worthy of sympathy.
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