Chapter Twenty-Three: Master of Both Worlds

For Li Yao, everything that happened that night was an incredible and wonderful journey.

He only remembered being beaten black and blue by the smiling clown, and then shamefully passing out, as if he had been thrown into a steaming hot pool, floating in the scorching magma.

After soaking for a full five hours, Li Yao woke up feeling more refreshed than ever in his life!

That indescribable sense of satisfaction simply cannot be expressed in words - if forced to describe it, it was as if every muscle, vein, and even cell in his body had enjoyed an exquisite feast, taken a comfortable bath, and finally enjoyed three hours of meticulous full-body massage. It was simply out of this world!

However, the bald tattooed owner of the cultivation hall kept frowning at him with an unfriendly expression, as if he owed the boss hundreds of thousands of dollars!

It wasn't until he gobbled down two large bowls of corn porridge and four thick sausages in half a minute, along with a dozen meat buns, that the boss's face looked a little better.

"Have you served in the military?" the boss asked abruptly.

Li Yao was taken aback and shook his head.

"The way you eat is very similar to some 'special forces' in the military. True special forces who have survived on the battlefield know that it is a very important skill to maximize energy intake in the shortest time, which can greatly improve the chances of survival! The way you eat must have been specially trained. Either you have been a soldier yourself, or there are elders in your family who have come from the military, or from a very high-level secret unit!" the bald tattooed man explained, looking at Li Yao with a suddenly very friendly gaze.

He did not continue to entangle in Li Yao's background, but directly took out a brand new contract.

"The member just now was very satisfied with your performance and wants to sign a one-month sparring contract with you. Are you interested?"

...

So, when Li Yao appeared at the gate of Chi Xiao No.2 Middle School early the next day, his account had an extra 110,000 dollars, a contract of immeasurable value in his pocket, surging power in his veins, and his chest filled with crystal explosives, each heartbeat an earth-shattering explosion!

"97 days, 18 hours, 33 minutes, and 45 seconds left until the college entrance examination!"

Under the college entrance examination countdown sign, Li Yao stood firm, the flickering numbers reflected deep in his eyes, turning into two fanatical flames of demons. He clenched his fists and wished to howl, leap up, and kick this sign to pieces!

"Xiao Yao, where did you go yesterday? You didn't reply to the Linghe letter, what's going on?" The voice of his best friend Meng Jiang came from behind.

Li Yao didn't turn his head, threw the oil paper bag in his hand behind him, and accurately landed in Meng Jiang's arms: "I suddenly had a fever yesterday and rested at home for a day. Here, the egg pancake from the Huoyun Palm stall!"

Meng Jiang was scalded and yelled, opened the oil paper bag, and his eyes lit up: "Wow, have you made a fortune? You actually bought ten pancakes, how can you eat them?"

"You eat five, and throw away five!" Li Yao laughed, put his arm around his best friend's neck, and the two chatted and laughed, heading to the classroom.

"Hey, Xiao Yao, have you heard? Our school had a sensational news last night!" Meng Jiang said with a wink.

"What news?" Li Yao ate a pancake at a time, and in the blink of an eye, he swallowed three hot egg pancakes, leaving Meng Jiang stunned.

Regaining his composure, Meng Jiang said, "It is said that last night, our miscellaneous class, which is filled with mediocre students, actually had a guy who had a conflict with the school's top master, He Lianlie, outside. He used some unknown means to make He Lianlie very embarrassed, and when he got home, he was severely scolded by his elders and even punished to stay at home for a week, not allowing him to come out and make trouble again!"

" Oh?" Li Yao's pace slowed down, and his face looked a bit strange.

Meng Jiang didn't notice his friend's difference and continued with a flourish, "It is said that they had a conflict because of Si Jia Xue. Hey, I don't know which 'hero' in our ordinary class is so daring, and even let He Lianlie, the school tyrant, suffer a loss. But this guy with the courage to do anything is definitely very miserable, and it is estimated that there will be a good play to watch today!"

Li Yao was surprised and asked, "Didn't you say that He Lianlie was confined to his home and didn't come to school, what good play is there to watch?"

Meng Jiang shook his head and said, "Xiao Yao, you usually don't care about the secrets of the school, so you don't know. He Lianlie's power in the school is not simple! Don't even mention his father, He Lian Ba, who is one of the directors of Chi Xiao No.2 Middle School and has great influence; just say He Lianlie himself, he is also the 'student council president' of Chi Xiao No.2 Middle School, and he is also the organizer of several clubs, with a large number of powerful subordinates, so no one can play black or white better than him!"

After a pause, Meng Jiang lowered his voice and said mysteriously, "Do you remember that last year, a student in the parallel class somehow offended He Lianlie, and he was beaten badly, and after being sent to the infirmary, he 'accidentally' used the wrong treatment medicine and lay in bed for half a month. It was not easy to recover, but the school found an excuse to expel him. It was really better to be dead than alive!"

Li Yao's pupils shrank suddenly: "He Lianlie, does he have such great power?"

Meng Jiang nodded and said with a sad expression, "You just know? Otherwise, even if he can fight again, there is no reason for everyone to be so afraid of him. In short, no matter who provoked him last night, it is better to apply for withdrawal as soon as possible, at least to avoid a beating! Hey, Xiao Yao, why do you look so ugly?"

"Is it?" Li Yao chewed casually and burped.

"Yes, who told you to eat six cakes at once, you are a real glutton, now you are full!" Meng Jiang slapped him on the back, "Strange, did you pad something on your back, why does it feel like the back muscles are hard, like a whole rock!"...

Ten minutes later, at the No.9 gymnasium.

Chi Xiao No.2 Middle School has a total of nine gymnasiums, among which the No.9 gymnasium is the oldest, the most backward in equipment, and the worst environment. It is the main cultivation place for ordinary class students.

In the somewhat empty gymnasium, various cultivation equipment is placed, and hundreds of ordinary class students have changed into stretchy practice clothes for hard and extraordinary cultivation. The sounds of shouting, striking, iron plates and barbells colliding, all kinds of sounds mix together, echoing under the dilapidated ceiling.

Li Yao got into an examination cabin, ready to test the spiritual root development.

He felt vaguely that his spiritual root development must have undergone a transformation!