Becoming a master started with manually rubbing the control panel.

Chapter 50 Second Perfection Level

Inside the training room.

A hint of respect quietly crept into the gazes of the crowd as they looked at Lin Bei.

Being able to withstand nine moves from Song Che is a skill that earns everyone's respect.

"I'm suffering terribly..."

As Lin Bei removed the protective gear, he gasped in pain.

During the intense battle, he was highly focused, and the surge of adrenaline suppressed the pain.

Once I regained my senses, excruciating pain surged through my body like a tidal wave.

Song Che is incredibly ruthless.

Fortunately, he had mastered the "Advanced Physical Techniques" to the perfect level, which greatly improved his physical strength; otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to withstand the ninth move.

"then."

Cao Luo walked up to him and casually tossed him a bottle of liniment.

"Spray it on the bruise and rub it in with your hands."

"Thank you, teacher."

Lin Bei caught the spray and grimaced as he thanked him.

Cao Luo looked at his disheveled appearance and smirked. "To be able to fight Song Che like this is quite impressive. Let's continue tomorrow and try to last ten moves."

"..."

Lin Bei was speechless.

During the sparring session just now, Song Che clearly held back.

tomorrow--

That guy definitely won't hold back.

"I wonder how many rounds I can last tomorrow..."

After sighing, Lin Bei went to the next rest room, placed the liniment on the table, and took off his shirt.

The skin on both arms and the right shoulder was bruised and purple, but fortunately it was only soft tissue contusion and the bone was not damaged.

*Pfft! Pfft!*

He picked up the spray, sprayed it a few times at the bruise, and a cool sensation came over him, greatly reducing the pain.

He then rubbed it again, and the bruise disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"what?"

Lin Bei was somewhat surprised.

The liniment that Teacher Cao gave me is surprisingly effective.

After treating the injury.

He went to Teacher Cao, wanting to return the spray.

Cao Luo waved his hand, "Keep it, you'll need it later anyway."

Lin Bei: "..."

At six o'clock in the afternoon, the bell rang to signal the end of get out of class.

Everyone felt as if they had been granted a pardon.

By the end of the class, many people had sustained injuries.

Wan Yang limped over to Lin Bei, a broad smile on his face:

"Lin Bei, I never expected you to be such a good fighter. Not only did you knock out Zhao Baiyan in one move, but you also managed to withstand nine moves from Song Che. That's something not just anyone can do."

"Oh?"

Lin Bei asked curiously, "Could it be... that he has some kind of background?"

"His family owns a martial arts school, located near the South City Railway Station. Song Che grew up in the school, and in terms of practical combat experience, he's miles ahead of us."

"No wonder..."

"Song Che didn't take the high school entrance exam; he entered No. 2 High School as a special admission student. Actually, with his talent, he could have gone to a better high school..."

Wan Yang suddenly looked on with a gossipy expression, "Do you know why he did that?"

Lin Bei asked cooperatively, "Why?"

"hey-hey."

Seeing that everyone else had left, Wan Yang lowered his voice and said, "According to the rumors I've heard, Song Che came to our school because he has a crush on one of our female teachers."

Lin Bei looked bewildered.

Song Che, that cold-blooded killer, is actually a love-obsessed guy?

Or is he a rebellious disciple who defies his master?

Who would believe that?

"etc."

Lin Bei looked at Wan Yang with a strange expression. "The female teacher you mentioned, could it be Cao...?"

"Shh!"

Wan Yang was startled and quickly interrupted him, "Brother, keep your voice down."

"That's really true..."

Lin Bei shook his head, thinking to himself: This is really explosive news.

but.

He couldn't see at all that Song Che had any romantic feelings for Teacher Cao.

I don't know if what Wan Yang said is true or false.

Lin Bei was too lazy to ask any more questions.

……

the next day.

In the morning, the second physical education class.

As usual, Lin Bei found an open space and began practicing "Advanced Body Techniques".

First posture: Crane Standing Posture.

He had already reached the perfect level in his training.

According to the panel, he has trained this move to 89% muscle coordination.

It seems that some kind of bottleneck has been encountered.

No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get above 90%.

Nowadays.

Lin Bei decided to try again.

He lightly lifted his right foot, his arms outstretched like crane wings...

As the movements unfolded, hundreds of muscles of all sizes resembled an army operating under strict discipline, coordinating almost perfectly...

This time, Lin Bei did not take the initiative to make any minor adjustments.

Instead, they follow their body's sensations and unconsciously adjust their movements and the details of their exertion.

Decreasing the twist of the waist and abdomen by one degree, advancing the scapular contraction by 0.1 seconds... These adjustments may seem insignificant, but they trigger a chain reaction in the panel feedback.

Lin Bei was immersed in this state of cultivation.

I don't know how much time passed.

Muscle coordination rate: 90%

An inconspicuous stream of information appeared in the system log of the [Panel].

In an instant.

Lin Bei felt a chill run down his spine.

An unprecedented sense of clarity instantly swept through my entire body.

That feeling—

It was a thousand times more intense than an orgasm!

Hundreds of muscles resonated perfectly in that instant, and began to tremble simultaneously.

At the same time, the body's energy is being frantically drawn down by these muscles...

This state lasted for several tens of seconds.

His body gradually calmed down.

"A breakthrough has been achieved."

Lin Bei sensed the changes in his body and seemed to be deep in thought.

He was right.

The so-called "perfect level" is not true perfection.

Once the muscle coordination rate reaches 90%, the hundreds of muscles corresponding to the Crane Pose are trained to a completely new level.

"Now that we've broken through to the Perfect level for the first time, let's call it—the Second Perfect Level."

Lin Bei demonstrated the crane pose again.

I immediately felt the difference: the transmission of power between the muscles was incredibly smooth, without any stagnation or obstruction.

It's like taking a laxative when you're constipated.

That feeling of going straight through is simply intoxicating.

"This is only 90%. What would it be like if muscle coordination reached 100%...?"

The thought had barely formed in Lin Bei's mind when he extinguished it.

Reaching 90% is already the current limit for this body.

Continuing my cultivation is not possible for the time being.

"Next up are the last five forms of 'Advanced Body Techniques'... This body technique can train more than 95% of the muscles in the whole body... Once I have mastered all six forms to the second level of perfection, my control over my physical body will experience a real leap."

Lin Bei began practicing the second form.

pity.

By the end of get out of class, the muscle coordination rate of the second exercise had only increased by 1 point, reaching 87%.

……

in the afternoon.

The second lesson was on combat skills.

"Same as always, two people per team, sparring training, begin!"

With Cao Luo's command.

Thirty students put on their protective gear and each found a spot to stand.

In the center of the training room, the largest space was reserved for Lin Bei and Song Che.

"You... are different now."

Song Che stared at Lin Bei, his brows furrowed slightly.

Having practiced martial arts since childhood, he possessed keen intuition and immediately noticed the subtle changes in Lin Bei.

Although it's impossible to tell exactly what it is.

But he knew that Lin Bei on the other side was even more troublesome than yesterday.

"Yeah?"

Lin Bei shrugged. "Maybe it was because you beat me up yesterday that I suddenly had an epiphany."

"snort!"

Song Che snorted coldly and made his move decisively.

He suddenly accelerated, his right fist, imbued with red blood energy, aimed straight at Lin Bei's chest...

He unleashed the power of the third stage of Qi and Blood once again!

But this time.

Lin Bei didn't tumble and dodge in a disheveled manner like he did yesterday.

His feet seemed to move in a certain rhythm, taking three quick, sideways steps in succession, shifting his center of gravity as he moved...

In the end, he managed to evade Song Che's powerful punch with an almost elusive movement.

The two passed each other.

Ugh!

The force of the punch swept between the two men, producing a low whistling sound.

Song Che turned around and looked back.

For the first time, shock appeared in his eyes.