Campus Beauty's Peerless Master

Although the second, third, and fourth time of passive fighting was more difficult, everyone could still barely finish it, and the time they had to endure each time was also increased.    

    

From their fourth clash onwards, their bodies seemed to have been pushed to their limits. Progress was calculated in seconds, and when they all fell to the ground, with the exception of their passive breaths, everyone's bodies started twitching.    

    

Three minutes later, the fifth battle had begun. Everyone felt that their bodies no longer belonged to them, and could no longer be controlled.    

    

"Get up!" An evil voice rang out.    

    

No one replied. It wasn't that they didn't want to get up, but that they couldn't help it. What could they do in three minutes? They could only barely regain their senses.    

    

"Big, big brother, I can't. My body, I can't move it. Can, can't I rest a bit longer?"    

    

Hu Yang's face was pale, his hair training clothes had long been soaked in sweat, and his chest was panting like a windmill. After saying this, he seemed to have used up all his energy, only leaving him breathing heavily.    

    

"Ha, I like people like you the most."    

    

A devilish laughter sounded out, and everyone heard a loud crackling sound in the air. Then, a black shadow flashed, and Hu Yang howled like a dead beast.    

    

Zhang Yang discovered that he indeed had a tendency to abuse people. Three hundred years ago, even though he had yet to wake up, he still retained a habit from deep within his memories. For example, developing his forces, such as imparting techniques, and abusing others …    

    

"Motherf * cker, you hate people who tell lies the most. You are so full of energy that you even let out such a loud scream, yet you say your body can't move?"    

    

Right after he finished, the team members who were lying on the ground saw Zhang Yang raise the whips in his hands and viciously whip Hu Yang. The crackling sounds were quite rhythmic, but the excruciating pain made them feel the same.    

    

Hu Yang wanted to cry but had no tears. He blurrily saw that evil smile and said, "I, I'm not lying …"    

    

"You still dare to talk back?"    

    

Crack, crack, crack …    

    

At last, Hu Yang, who had been thrashed three times, was finally enlightened. He no longer tried to retort, and had no idea where he got the strength from, but instead dragged his burning body along and continued to fight.    

    

As for the others, they had long since obediently stood up. They were extremely self-conscious and were even more obedient than a well-behaved child!    

    

In the confrontation that followed, everyone realized how blissful they had been before. Only then did they understand why there was such a phrase as nightmare in this world.    

    

The sixth time, Hu Yang fainted after being hit once again, and Hu Yong was no exception. With a whip, he knocked people out, while Loong Fei was in an even worse state. It could be described as living a life worse than death.    

    

As for the four female soldiers, they were not spared either. Even Han Guoer, the one with the best results among them, was lashed three times. It was unknown if it was out of shame or anger, but she fainted immediately and was awoken by the whip.    

    

The one who was the unluckiest was Hu Yang. From the fourth time onwards, he had not been able to escape. There was no other way. The further he progressed, the less room he would have for improvement. He would even show signs of retreat.    

    

Everyone could feel the unbearable but indescribable pain. No, it was the smell of that evil bastard's whip. It was simply too memorable, surpassing all the criminal laws that they had ever heard of.    

    

At the same time, the devilish image of a harmless man with a devilish smile and a smoke ring in his mouth and a whip crackling in his hand, came into the mind of the people in just two hours.    

    

Once, when the demon had just raised his whip, Hu Yang had fallen unconscious and had been awakened.    

    

Until the ninth time.    

    

Suddenly!    

    

Hu Yang, who was lying on the ground, raised his head like a beast. The muscles on his face looked horrifying, and his eyes were bloodshot. It seemed as if his thoughts were no longer there. He suddenly shouted towards the sky.    

    

"Ah!"    

    

"Buzz!"    

    

An invisible ripple seemed to ripple through the void.    

    

Hu Yang's senses were activated, and he was forced to take the initiative!    

    

Everyone present could clearly sense this change because they were in the same situation, like fourteen insects on a spider's web, and Hu Yang seemed to be about to break free of the giant net that was binding him.    

    

"B-big brother …" Hu Yang stretched out his hands in a daze. His voice was trembling with excitement and disbelief.    

    

This was a very mysterious feeling. It was impossible to describe or capture, but it was real. It felt like there were countless pairs of eyes present, and one could clearly feel the space within half a foot of their body.    

    

His entire body was bursting with energy as all his fatigue was swept away. It was as if he had an inexhaustible power.    

    

Hu Yang's eyes became moist and his mouth opened wider and wider. Finally, he opened his mouth and began to wail like a howling wolf.    

    

Once upon a time, he was the pride of the family. At the age of eight, his brainwave awakened, and at the age of ten, he had the battle prowess of a 3-star. Everyone in the family thought that he would inherit the Hu family's unique skill.    

    

However, one day, disaster suddenly struck. At that time, Hu Yang, who was already a 5-star esper, was surrounded by a mysterious force. Although he managed to escape in the end, his grandfather's perception was affected by the backlash and was now seriously injured.    

    

Ever since then, his life had changed. Although the elders of the family and his peers didn't say anything, their eyes were filled with meaning. At that time, Hu Yang also knew why … He would never improve again in this life.    

    

He did not believe in such an outcome and had never given up. However, five years of cruel reality told him that all of this was real!    

    

He had changed, abandoned himself to depravity, and his smile was no longer real. Instead, it had become a lot smoother to conceal the shred of pride that remained in the depths of his heart.    

    

He didn't want to stay in the family. He didn't want to see the disappointment in their eyes, and he didn't want to hear the occasional sigh from his grandfather.    

    

Now, he could feel that he'd already broken through, and a whole five years of pressure had been released at this moment.    

    

"What are you howling for? Get out here right now!"    

    

The sudden voice interrupted his grief. When Hu Yang raised his head and saw the evil expression on his face, his eyes narrowed.    

    

The Infernal King was still the Infernal King, but in Hu Yang's eyes, there was respect and respect!    

    

As he walked out of the room, Hu Yang let out another two giggles. No one in the hall laughed at him, only envy. Even the four instructors, or even a genius like Han Guoer and Loong Fei, were filled with envy.    

    

No one had expected that the one who had activated his perception to such an extent was the weakest person here, Hu Yang.    

    

Was it because he had been beaten the most?    

    

Zhang Yang didn't care about what others think, he pointed the whip to the right and said, "Go, train your military boxing over there. Remember, when you train, you have to stimulate your perception. This is your foundation."    

    

"Yes, big brother …"    

    

Hu Yang happily retreated to the side to contact the military gymnastics. Zhang Yang swung the whip in his hand and sneered.    

    

Everyone, including Hu Yang, shivered uncontrollably.    

    

Alright, what followed was another nightmare for the thirteen of them. No one could escape the clutches of the Infernal King. No one!    

    

Seeing Loong Fei, Loong Fei, Han Guoer and Lia Shan's desperate screams, Hu Yang, who was practicing Military Boxing, became even more frightened. An intense feeling of fear enveloped him, and he dared not stop for even a second, afraid that the Infernal King would notice him.    

    

Han Guoer activated her perception for the fifteenth time.    

    

On the eighteenth time, Loong Fei activated his Sensory Perception.    

    

On the twenty-third time, Lia Shan and Leng Moyan activated their perception.    

    

"..."    

    

By the time everyone had completed their goal, it was already 3 AM. However, everyone was still extremely excited. All their fatigue was gone, replaced with surprise and excitement.    

    

The Infernal King was still the Infernal King, but he had become the Infernal King that everyone was convinced of and the Infernal King they revered.    

    

In this world, there was never a lack of talents and bright spots, and there were also countless peerless talents and strong people. However, this kind of existence that not only was one strong, but could also make others strong, existed only in legends.    

    

This kind of feeling was like a dream. In just 12 short hours, just activating one's perception allowed the majority of people's lives to reach a whole new level.    

    

If it was in the past, no one would believe him or even scoff at him. However, when this living example happened to him, no one doubted it.    

    

The way they looked at Zhang Yang had completely changed. Everyone knew that this was a path to becoming an expert. A fairy tale that could not have existed in the past but now had become a reality.    

    

No one was a fool. On the surface, it seemed like it was only a battle between gravity and the Spiritual Power. However, the secrets and principles contained within were not something that just anyone could accomplish.    

    

Amongst the crowd, Han Guoer had a complicated look in her eyes. It could be said that she was the first person that knew Zhang Yang, but even now, she still couldn't see through him.    

    

Han Guoer's face was flushed red like an apple when she suddenly recalled the scene where this guy suddenly appeared in front of her and she was actually fighting with him bare-chested.    

    

Immediately after, some faint feelings of sadness appeared. Perhaps he had already forgotten them, so he decided to treat them as the deepest secret in his memory.    

    

"Now start your training for three hours, rest for one hour, tomorrow I will activate the 'aura' in your bodies."    

    

Everyone was stunned as they looked at each other. In the next moment, deafening cheers broke out.    

    

An hour later, everyone was standing straight like a bunch of elementary school students. Their eyes were filled with curiosity, expectation, and reverence as they looked at the figure in front of them.    

    

Zhang Yang held the cigarette in his mouth and cracked the whip twice. It made a crisp sound and only then did he open his mouth.    

    

"First of all, let me explain what is called a human body's aura. If you only understand it from a literal sense, aura is the power and power displayed by a person or thing. Simply put, it is to become qi through momentum and to strengthen one's aura through qi."    

    

"Everyone knows that after breaking through the first limit of the human body and reaching the World level, there will be a unique 'magnetic force' within the body. When fighting, it will follow the blood vessels and energy to burst out, a type of aura."    

    

Everyone's eyes lit up, and immediately after, their gazes turned scorching hot.    

    

Although World Spiritists were not rare in this era, they were still extremely difficult to reach for the crowd.    

    

It had to be known that the breakthrough process was the third transition of the human gene. However, without professional guidance, it was impossible to achieve just by training. There were no exceptions.    

    

If the body's blood, bones, tendons and cells combined with the flexible nerves to reflect the perception of the region of the brain and other factors into numbers, then these numbers would not be the same.    

    

Blood 0, for example. 1. Skeleton 0. 3, Meridians: 0 09, Cells... And if he wanted to break through, all the data would have to reach the same peak, even if he missed it by a sliver.    

    

This also caused the difficulty of the World level. The vast majority of people broke through the World level through decades of hard work or luck, and there were no shortcuts to follow.    

    

Of course, with the right guidance and the right approach, it would be much faster.