The long spear is hailed as the king of cold weapons.
It is a weapon with a trendous consumption of Qi blood power, and generally only those who are strong, with abundant Qi blood and robust physical fitness, can truly unleash the full power of a spear technique.
For ordinary people to master it, imnse perseverance is required, along with continuous and persistent cultivation, before a spear technique can be practiced to mastery.
As soone who has awakened the Coasting Along Fate.
Ling Feng had already developed the experience and habit of practicing spear techniques for twenty minutes and then resting for ten minutes.
He also knew how to relax his entire body during the break, allowing his bones to stretch comfortably.
Kneading shoulders and legs is just the first step.
To allow muscles and bones to relax and relieve tension, the best thod is to alleviate muscle tension with ice, or through techniques like essential oil massage, allowing the bones to release tension.
But Ling Feng clearly didn’t have those resources.
He had no choice but to sit in the corner, stretching his limbs while kneading the muscles around his joints, or lying on the ground in a large star shape, then taking a sip of iced sugar water.
This is all Ling Feng could do to coast along with his current conditions.
Yet, even though the thods were so rough, every action seed astonishing to Yang Liru and Xu Zhiyuan.
Especially Xu Zhiyuan.
His fa goes without saying.
Even in the Inner Ring City, people queued to pay a hefty fee for him to be their private tutor. Although it was a holographic projection today, giving remote guidance to students’ cultivation, it was only through nurous connections made by Yang Liru that he was invited.
Additionally, there was only an hour of teaching ti, and when that ti was up, he would automatically disappear.
When he would appear next was unknown.
Or rather, this was the first ti, and also the last.
He couldn’t understand what kind of family Ling Feng ca from to squander such a precious opportunity to cultivate. Even students who hired him as a private tutor in the Inner Ring City trained down to the wire, not daring to waste a single bit of ti.
Could it be that Ling Feng didn’t know the value of this class?
"What are you doing?"
Yang Liru quickly ca over.
She had just changed her opinion of Ling Feng, thinking she had misunderstood him, only for Ling Feng to imdiately hit her head-on, making her almost lose her temper.
"I’m relaxing, Teacher Yang, no need to worry, I’m fine, I’ll be good in a while."
Ling Feng explained.
"Relaxing for what, hurry up and practice, quickly."
Yang Liru urged.
"This isn’t right."
Ling Feng shook his head.
"Why not?"
Yang Liru asked.
"The rest ti isn’t over yet."
Ling Feng said.
"Do you know how much effort it took to invite Teacher Xu here, he only has an hour, you figure it out yourself."
Yang Liru said angrily.
She made it so clear that as long as Ling Feng wasn’t a fool, he would know what to do.
Returning to her original position, she saw Ling Feng forming a large star shape, lying on the steps, motionless like a duck hearing thunder.
"Really infuriating, worthless no matter what, if I care about you again, I won’t be called Yang!"
Yang Liru thought in anger.
She had never felt so disappointed, or indignant towards soone. Clearly, there was a chance to beco better, yet he insisted on being self-destructive and complacent in debasent.
Such a person is destined to beco cannon fodder, even if he goes to the front line today, he would die over there tomorrow, and he wouldn’t deserve sympathy.
If it weren’t for the fact that learning and cultivation are Ling Feng’s freedom, Yang Liru really wanted to kick Ling Feng out.
The classmates also noticed Ling Feng’s behavior, but knowing the value of this class, they didn’t pay much attention, instead concentrating on practicing with Xu Zhiyuan.
A mont later.
The rest period was over.
Ling Feng retrieved the long spear from the Soldier Landing Platform, joined the queue, and followed Xu Zhiyuan in practicing Basic Spear Skill Thirteen Forms.
The spear skills reached minor proficiency.
Combat power broke through 9.5, possessing all-weather breathing and exhaling ability, and the arms increased by 200 kilograms of power at any level; Ling Feng caught up with the classmates’ rhythm in just a few moves.
Repeating the Basic Spear Skill Thirteen Forms with everyone.
However, compared to others who were focused and afraid of missing any detail, Ling Feng maintained a laid-back attitude throughout, his eyes not entirely following Xu Zhiyuan’s spear techniques.
Instead, he occasionally glanced at the posture of a few female classmates practicing spear techniques in the class, and slowly, his gaze t another pair of eyes.
It was Xu Zhiyuan.
Although he was projected, in the Inner Ring City, Xu Zhiyuan in the student training room could still see every student’s every move through the light screen.
The way Ling Feng suddenly walked away just now to rest on the side left a deep impression on him.
He was curious about Ling Feng’s family background.
Daring to be so relaxed and casual in his cultivation class, not taking this opportunity seriously at all.
As their eyes t, Ling Feng politely smiled and quickly diverted his gaze from Xu Zhiyuan, who was slightly taken aback. Any student who realized they were being watched by him would imdiately try their best, wishing to showcase all their cultivation in the hope of gaining his favor and guidance.
Yet Ling Feng treated it like an ordinary exchange of glances, that smile was the greatest respect he could give.
Xu Zhiyuan felt an inexplicable sense of loss, feeling belittled, and couldn’t help but think whether the radiation level in the Outer Ring City was too high, affecting Ling Feng’s eyesight and causing his maturity to lag.
Under the influence of the Coasting Along Fate, Ling Feng maintained a calm deanor throughout. He didn’t hope to learn anything impressive from Xu Zhiyuan; his only wish was for the class to end early so he could return to play gas.
Xu Zhiyuan’s changing gaze didn’t grab his attention.
Nor did he notice that Yang Liru was frowning at him the entire ti.
She had said several tis that she no longer cared about Ling Feng’s well-being, but watching Ling Feng, as his spear skills regressed from mastery to minor proficiency, with a faint roaring sound erging from the spear techniques, Yang Liru couldn’t help but focus on every move of Ling Feng.
What she saw was Ling Feng’s wandering eyes and playful smile, as if the moves in his hands were rely the result of muscle mory, without any real attention.
Yet oddly, Ling Feng’s spear rhythm beca steadier and steadier, whether in defense or offense, everything was increasingly solid, with each thrust wielding formidable power, indicating the spear skill techniques were still slowly transforming.
Gradually, Yang Liru lost sight of other classmates, all her attention was on Ling Feng’s spear techniques. She realized Ling Feng seed to have entered an unusual state of focus.
She was pleasantly surprised to discover that, given this developnt, it seed Ling Feng’s spear skill might undergo another transformation and breakthrough.
She quickly glanced at the ti, finding that Xu Zhiyuan had only ten minutes left, and if Ling Feng could maintain this state for the remaining ti, his spear skills might see significant progress even if there wasn’t a breakthrough.
"Dang!"
But just when Xu Zhiyuan had ten minutes left.
Ling Feng suddenly tossed the black long spear onto the Soldier Landing Platform, like soone who had worked all day and was exhausted, upon seeing a haystack, imdiately fell onto it, lying down in the corner to rest.
"Goddamn it!"
Following Ling Feng’s spear techniques, which had brought her heart to her throat, Yang Liru felt as if a ligant had been forcibly snapped by Ling Feng, her entire face turning ashen, and she couldn’t control herself from cursing out loud.
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