Chapter 28 (1/2)

An Zheng was surprised while standing next to the Nine Stars dais for a while, and then he laughed:

Half star…

The leader of the Tribunal in the f.u.xi Dynasty, who used to be one of the most powerful people in fully reaching the Basic Sky Stage, now had just got a half of a star…, An Zheng swore to himself in not telling this to Du ShouShou. Otherwise, he would have has wish fulfilled with this. An Zheng understood what meaning that half of a star was. It meant that he could never have recovered his powers to the Basic Sky Stage anymore, and even the Sumeru Stage was also too difficult for him to have reached.

If it was to be like that, how could he have returned to take revenge?

On that day when he stayed in the Blue Boorish Mountain and realized that whom he had wanted to save had been the instigator, his heart was most likely to die. However, he did not die, and he tried to overcome his pains and wrath so that he could take revenge.  Now this criticism from the stone slab was quite big, but he did not give up. What’s the problem with a half star? What’s the problem with common human power? What’s the problem if everyone knows that being a powerful person will never come true with these powers?

Just walk against.

An Zheng took a deep breath and talked to himself that it was only the low beginning, so it had no problems.

He went back to his room and asked himself how to become powerful. He insisted on this problem. Moreover, he believed that with his previous experience, he could have sped up very well. Now, he could not but thought again that he should not have chased something too far, and he should have had improved himself step by step. His previous body could have been seen as the matchless powerful one. Therefore, he insisted on using this standard to plan for his future. However, it was now impossible.

He suddenly remembered what he had used to tell Du ShouShou… we started slower than other people, so our only hope was to make more efforts than them.

An Zheng left the room and went to the martial yard of the school. Although the school had been left fallow for years, its facility was basically enough.  The men of the Illusory academy were offensive with the wooden sticks and bodies, so they did not take the stuff. When An Zheng stepped onto the moonlight and went to the martial yard, everyone still slept deeply.

An Zheng began with the most basic movements, sending out fists. Because he did not want to wake everyone up when he beat the wooden sticks, he covered the sticks with a quilted blanket. This most basic movement were to train stability and speed, not strength. Therefore, An Zheng had to tie his hands with two pieces of iron, each piece weighed about thirty Jin's.

(1 Jin is equal to 1/2 kg).

Sending fists, sending fists, sending fists…

An Zheng felt that his hands were about to break. Although this body was not too bad, its potential power was not good. In other words, the Qi sea could not have consumed much cultivation base. Therefore, its power was impossible to be enduring. It required critical power to win over the enemy.

After an hour, the wooden stick was cracked, and An Zheng’s fists were also swollen. When he took off the iron pieces, he felt terrible pain on his arms.

Taking a rest for half an hour, An Zheng lit up the torches on the martial yard. He sat down and wrote down some practice guidelines for Du ShouShou, Xiao QiDao, and Qu Liu’er. For Xiao QiDao’s power, An Zheng knew that he could not help Xiao QiDao because what Xiao QiDao needed to do was to activate his potential powers by himself. For Du ShouShou and Qu Liu’er, they needed to be hard-working. Du ShouShou’s power was very common. If he wanted to be powerful, he must continuously improve his power and practice consistently. Qu Liu’er’s power was acceptable but she was still physically too weak. Therefore, she needed to do more physical training.

Having finished the guidelines, An Zheng stood up and tied two pieces of iron to his hands again. He once again concentrated on practicing until one more wooden stick was broken. When it was about one hour till dawn, he came back to his room and went to bed.

Until the sun s.h.i.+ned, An Zheng woke up and washed his face. He changed new clothes and left the room. The morning suns.h.i.+ne was so warm that everyone felt relaxed.

– “Good morning, Senior!”

Xiao QiDao, Du ShouShou and Qu Liu’er stood at the main gate. They saw An Zheng and bowed down.

An Zheng seriously said,

– “How can you call me Senior? This is little unsuitable. It would be better if you called me mister rector.”

Having said that, he shook his head,

– “It’s no good, no good. TianQi Martial School, this name must not be good. I think it should be changed. Call it TianQi Martial Sect… From now on, you can call me the Sect Head.

Those three people just thought that An Zheng was humble. However, they did not believe that he could have been that arrogant. Therefore, they had to reconsider An Zheng.

An Zheng smiled and said,

– “Now we will just hang a new signboard. So, you along with me can practice in the morning, and don’t be lazy.”

The three followed An Zheng to the learning room. An Zheng moved to the lecturer stage and gave them the guidelines that he had wrote last night.

– “Keep them in your mind. Besides, each of you has your own basic book for practice. You must learn them by heart within three days.”

– “Three days?”

Du ShouShou looked at the thick guidance, and his eyes opened widely,

– “Three days are not enough for me to eat up such a thick book like this, but you are asking me to learn it by heart?!”

An Zheng seriously said,

– “I have said that we will begin slower than the other people. If they need three months to learn it by heart, we must finish it within three days.”

Du ShouShou scratched his head,

– “Alright. I don’t think that I will lose, but I don’t know many texts, how can I do it? I can't recognize at least two-thirds of the texts here.

Xiao QiDao babbled,

– “Bro fatty, you don’t need to worry. Let me teach you. When I was two years old, I knew how to read. However, my mother said that I had learned too slow.”

Qu Liu’er praised,

– “How talented QiDao is! Your big sis is far behind you. Only when I was five, I had known all the texts.”

Du ShouShou looked at An Zheng,

– “I feel like I am the only one who is normal in this place.”