Chapter 41: Conspiracy and the Start of Farsi

Zhang Yu was slightly startled when he saw the complex power circulation diagram.

But after truly trying it out, he realized it was much simpler than the daily Heavenly Cycle Qi Gathering Method he practiced.

Compared to the full-body mana circulation established by the Heavenly Cycle Qi Gathering Method, this route for converting mana into sharp sword energy was too simple.

And Zhang Yu had elevated the Heavenly Cycle Qi Gathering Method's mana circulation to level 10, having practiced it countless times.

Practicing this… it was as effortless as a college student in his past life decimating children on an arithmetic competition platform.

So, when he began to guide his mana to his right arm according to the diagram in the projection, and after a little experimentation, he felt a sharp aura burst forth from his fingertips.

This sharp aura could not even be called sword qi, and its power was barely stronger than a box cutter, but it still made Zhang Yu feel very excited.

"Zhenzhen, look quickly! I did it!"

Bai Zhenzhen: "Shrimp-head Zhang Yu! Disgusting!"

Teacher Yan also looked over immediately, surprised, "Have you learned this before?"

Seeing Zhang Yu shake his head, she said with emotion, "It seems you have quite the talent in this area."

Noticing Zhang Yu's talent in this field, Teacher Yan taught even more diligently.

Next, she taught him several basic mana conversion routes such as heating, low temperature, and electrification. Seeing that Zhang Yu could learn them all in a short time, she nodded repeatedly, full of praise.

"That's all I'll teach you today, practice hard when you get back."

"Don't forget tomorrow and the day after, same time, I'll give you two more lessons."

"I'll teach you how to neutralize mana and how to deal with mana intrusion by then."

Watching Zhang Yu's departing figure, Teacher Yan thought to herself, "Kid, you better crush those eight who didn't come to extra classes at the magic competition."

As for actually winning a prize at the magic competition? Entering the top ten to earn prize money and university interview points…

Teacher Yan never even considered it.

If it were a sports competition, Songyang High School might have some competitiveness.

Although competitions are competitions, and the college entrance examination is the college entrance examination, Songyang High School has at least produced the city's top sports student and has always been a strong sports school.

But for competitions other than sports competitions, it has almost always been the playground of the three famous schools. Their opponents have always been themselves, and even key high schools like Songyang City rarely get involved.

According to Teacher Yan's best expectations, Zhang Yu would be the best performer among the ten participants from Songyang High School, making those students who didn't come to extra classes regret it and rush to give her money after the magic competition, begging her to tutor them.

On the other side, after leaving the classroom, Zhang Yu found a message from Zhou Chechen on his phone, agreeing to continue fulfilling the loan contract and continuing to repay the loan monthly.

After all, Zhou Chechen had already bought his 700,000 loan debt and became Zhang Yu's new creditor for monthly repayments, but to express his sincerity, he said that Zhang Yu didn't need to rush to repay the money every month.

These days, Zhang Yu had talked to Zhou Chechen about the loan repayment several times on his phone, and the other party had declined several times, but finally agreed to his request and said he understood his reluctance to be in debt.

"Agreed?"

Zhang Yu painfully repaid the 15,000 loan for this month. Although it hurt, he didn't want to be like Bai Zhenzhen, saying that he would be caught with a handle that could be forcibly executed at any time because of the loan overdue.

Especially once these rich people knew that he wanted to break through the blockade and get into the top ten universities, this loan overdue would be a huge flaw.

And after this 15,000, plus the 3,000 for tutoring, Zhang Yu's savings had dropped to more than 43,000.

"Alas, this money is really easy to spend."

"I hope this magic competition can let me earn more."

……

On the other side.

Just as Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen left the demonstration class and headed to Teacher Yan's for tutoring.

Liang Qin, who had just finished going to the toilet, walked back and frowned when he saw Zhang Yu's empty seat.

After searching the entire floor without finding Zhang Yu's trace, he couldn't help but curse in his heart, "He was clearly just in the classroom, where did he run off to?"

"Is this guy deliberately avoiding me?"

"Isn't it just luck that he became a Golden Core disciple? Does he need to be so high and mighty?"

"If you hadn't become a Golden Core disciple, you wouldn't be much better than me…"

With a belly full of anger, Liang Qin walked out of the corridor and received a call.

Listening to the inquiry from the other end of the phone, he said vaguely, "Yes, he has already gone home."

"Nothing happened all day today."

"After this person became a Golden Core disciple, his attitude is very arrogant, always guarding against classmates like a thief, as if he's afraid others will find out his secrets to improve his grades."

"I know, I will continue to keep an eye on him, don't forget to pay me."

After hanging up the phone, Liang Qin's face was distracted for a while, until he saw the arrival of the transfer SMS, and a smile appeared on his face.

The reason for this was simply because he was particularly short of money recently.

Although most people in Songyang High School, whether students or teachers, were short of money.

But Liang Qin was even more short of money than ordinary poor people.

In fact, his original family conditions were quite good. Although he didn't live in the city center, he didn't live in the far suburbs either, but in an apartment on the edge of the ring city area.

His mother was a full-time housewife, and his father was a small office worker. Although it was difficult to support him in his studies, he was generally well-fed and clothed.

The change in events happened one month after he entered Songyang High School.

Perhaps it was because of the heavy academic pressure, or perhaps it was because of the gradually declining rankings, or perhaps it was because of the pressure brought by one after another academic master, or perhaps it was because of the intentional or unintentional flaunting of wealth by rich students, the extreme strictness of the teachers…

Liang Qin didn't know why, but from elementary school to junior high school, he, who had always been an academic master, suddenly began to daydream in high school classes.

He couldn't help but open his eyes and browse his phone halfway through breathing exercises.

He always felt weak and listless when refining his body.

He couldn't help but stare blankly when learning talismans.

He… seemed to start hating school.

What would be the result of hating school in Songyang High School?

Just thinking about it made him feel suffocated, and then his state became even worse.

It was at this time that a sophomore he had accidentally met introduced a way for him to relax and vent his pressure.

The other party said, "Go play on this platform."

Liang Qin hesitated, "Is this betting on mana?"

The other party smiled indifferently, "A little gambling is a pleasure, winning is a good way to relax for a few days and take a rest. Losing is just giving yourself a little pressure, so you can study harder."

The other party patted Liang Qin on the shoulder and advised, "I wasn't very adaptable when I first entered high school, so I played on this to relax."

"You don't have to be too scared, our geniuses who can get into high school have an extraordinary willpower."

"As long as you control yourself and don't get addicted to it, a little relaxation is harmless and can even earn you some extra mana…"

Thinking of his self-discipline since childhood, Liang Qin finally couldn't help but try it.

This was a platform where you could recharge and bet to gamble and win mana.

If you won, you could obtain the mana cultivated by others through sending spiritual roots.

If you lost, you either had to help others cultivate mana through sending spiritual roots, or you had to pay off the debt with money.

For the first bet, Liang Qin lost.

For the second bet, he still lost.

Just when he thought his money would be lost like this, and this platform was indeed unreliable, he won 0.3 mana on the third bet.

Until now, he still remembered the excited mood at that moment.

He still remembered the pleasure of extracting 0.3 mana from the spiritual root sent by the platform after he cashed out.

That kind of sudden surge of mana made him never forget it for the rest of his life.

In the following time, he would occasionally gamble a little on this platform.

At first, it was indeed like what the senior said.

If he won, the mana he gained could relieve Liang Qin of the pressure of a mana class for several days, making him feel much easier.

And if he lost, he would work harder to cultivate it back, and he would have more motivation in his heart.

"Indeed, as long as you can control yourself, this platform is harmless…"

Liang Qin thought so two months after the start of school.

But when the time came to four months after the start of school…

Regret! Regret! Regret!

Whenever he thought of secretly swiping his parents' bank card, and thought of the huge debt he owed, Liang Qin would wake up from his dream again and again, looking at the door of the room in fear, as if he was afraid that someone would rush in to take away his dantian, organs, flesh and blood…

But at this moment, at the school gate, looking at the 500 yuan he had just received, Liang Qin felt another itch in his hand.

After a while, watching the 500 yuan he had just received melt away again in an instant, Liang Qin beat his chest and stamped his feet, and fell into regret again.

"It's okay, it's okay."

He comforted himself, "I'll continue to follow Zhang Yu tomorrow and get money."

"Next time, I'll stop as soon as I win 300."

"As long as I control my greed with absolute willpower, I can pay off the debt little by little…"

While thinking about his plan to mend the heavens, Liang Qin walked back home.

……

Inside the office of Songyang High School.

Su Haifeng looked at the person in front of him hang up the phone and said, "So Liang Qin was sent out by you?"

"But this student has become a degenerate gambler, and his words are not credible."

The man on the opposite side smiled slightly and said, "I just let him keep a slight watch on Zhang Yu, it was originally just an idle move, making use of waste, and I didn't expect him to be able to find out anything."

Su Haifeng shook his head, "Zhang Yu has already talked with the student union, and it is estimated that he will sign a contract soon, are you still not giving up?"

The other party said coldly, "Zhang Yu was sent in by me, although the development of things has exceeded my expectations, I will not let go so easily."

"Don't worry, I have already received news that Zhang Yu and the student union will sign a contract after the next monthly exam."

"I will seize the time and get everything done."

……

In the following time, Zhang Yu happily cultivated the Desolate Bull Soul Suppressing Heart Technique, feeling the little by little increase in his Dao Heart level in a fulfilling and satisfying manner.

In addition, he still went to class and studied every day.

He also practiced the methods he learned from Teacher Yan from time to time as preparation for the mana competition.

In the blink of an eye, more than 10 days passed, and finally it was the day when the magic competition started.

In these 10 days, relying on the courageous and vigorous advancement of the level 10 Desolate Bull Soul Suppressing Heart Technique, Zhang Yu's Dao Heart level had also been raised to level 2 (42%).

He felt that he should have the opportunity to raise his Dao Heart level to level 3 around the time of the next monthly exam.

And the mana has also steadily increased under the daily and nightly breathing exercises of the Heavenly Cycle Qi Gathering Method, and has now reached the level of 15.4.

Zhang Yu's mana surge once again surprised the students, but after discovering that Zhang Yu's physical strength had hardly changed, they only lamented that Zhang Yu had put all his mind into spiritual Qi breathing and mana refining, guessing that he should be preparing to sprint for the magic competition with all his strength.

On this day, at the gate of Songyang High School.

Teacher Yan was taking Zhang Yu, Bai Zhenzhen, Qian Shen, He Dayou and others on a bus to the magic competition site for the first grade of Songyang City.