Campus Beauty's Peerless Master

The night was very late, but in an isolated courtyard in the suburbs, the lights were still brightly lit.    

    

Sixth day of closed training.    

    

On the open space inside the railings, Zhang Yang was still as before, holding his whip and patrolling around the crowd. His expression was still as cold as ever, and his pair of long and narrow eyes were slightly squinting.    

    

The ground was already wet from the rain, especially from where they had been training.    

    

At this time, they continued to follow the rhythm of their breaths to complete the Extreme Body-forging Arts, but the difference was, the smell of each person became more and more unpleasant, their faces turning even paler, but their eyes were still extremely bright.    

    

The three who were heavily cared for weren't in pain or despair like before. All they had was perseverance and an unrelenting perseverance.    

    

All of this was because of Tia Xiong's unintentional action after two hours of bathing, which shocked everyone from the bottom of their hearts.    

    

They clearly remembered that after taking a bath, when the big bloke vented the fear in his heart, he kicked on the banister that was as thick as a bowl's mouth. As a result, the banister that had taken root underground was directly kicked over …    

    

This scene was like a thunderclap to everyone present.    

    

Thus, the grand and intense experiment began. Everyone went up to give a few kicks … The result made them even more shocked and in disbelief.    

    

Although they would always feel full of energy after every bath, because of the hellish training, they had almost completely forgotten about the changes to their bodies. It was only during the testing that they realized how valiant their physical strength was.    

    

What was worth mentioning was that the bald trio, who had received special care, in order to verify that it wasn't a dream, immediately found three bricks and stacked it together. Then, they punched down … The brick was broken, three pieces!    

    

Their exaggerated performance caused everyone present to be unable to recover from their shock for a long time. Even when they gathered back in the empty space, disbelief still hung on their faces and their bloodshot eyes were filled with shock.    

    

This... Six days?    

    

Everyone had the same feeling, as if they had been reborn.    

    

However, in Zhang Yang's eyes, these changes were not satisfactory.    

    

It had to be known that after going through the training of the Extreme Body-forging Arts, combined with his own whip as a method to activate the Star Power, as well as strengthening his physique with the Secret Pattern Powder s and medicinal baths, the first time he stimulated his potential, everyone's physique strength should be at least four to five times stronger than ordinary people.    

    

However, only the three of them had met the requirements. The rest of them were only three times as much as the average person, but they had barely reached the requirements.    

    

If his thoughts were known by the special forces in the army, they would probably run over to him and pout.    

    

It had to be known, this was only six days of training, and it was only the first time that his potential had been stimulated. In terms of physical strength alone, he was in no way inferior to the special forces that had undergone several years of training, or even surpass them.    

    

Next, Zhang Yang started to consider training in close-combat. Now that the physiques of these people had met the requirements, what they lacked was close-combat training and sudden reactions.    

    

"Damn, it looks like we'll have to wait for a while longer."    

    

After thinking for a moment, Zhang Yang first dialed Lee Shan's number to inform her to delay it for a few days, then told her to inform the refurbishment company to start their work, and then informed Hu Qing to take full responsibility for the reopening of Immortal Sanatorio. Su Su, Zhou Qian, Ye Junyan, and the others' numbers could not be missing.    

    

"There's no training today. Dismissed."    

    

After saying that, Zhang Yang once again laid on the ground and started to draw a small movement technique.    

    

Looking at Zhang Yang, who was drawing circles with his buttocks stuck up, everyone who was preparing to train was stunned. They subconsciously looked at the sky. That's not right. It's still night, it's impossible for the sun to rise from the west.    

    

Hm? Sensing the difference, Zhang Yang raised his eyebrows and slowly stood up. He looked around at the people who were standing still and said with a smile.    

    

"Rest well today for the night, eat and drink to your heart's content. We'll have our second training tomorrow."    

    

This time, everyone finally believed it. Immediately, deafening wolf howls sounded out.    

    

Although they knew that the following training would be even more brutal, no one complained. They were even a little impatient and looked forward to it.    

    

When they felt the change that shocked them, although Zhang Yang was still a synonym for the devil in their eyes, they would still feel fear when they saw the weird smile on his face.    

    

However, other than fear, there was respect and admiration!    

    

The leader of the group began to eat and drink. After eating, he lay down in the yard and fell asleep. This past week had been akin to torture in hell. Now, he could finally have a peaceful night of rest.    

    

Zhang Yang continued to inscribe the small lifting technique. However, his mind was still preoccupied with the matter of increasing everyone's combat power.    

    

Although baldy and the others often fought, those were all bullies who fought without any rules. If he were to give them a set of martial skills, they would not be able to comprehend it in a short period of time.    

    

Therefore, in the end, Zhang Yang's gaze was still locked onto the basic fighting techniques. It was also based on the gentle movements when fighting. What he had to do was to use nine of these words to the extreme.    

    

These nine words were: hack, break, raise, block, cut, twist, press, and hang.    

    

These were all ordinary movements. Even if it were a normal person, they would easily be able to do it. As for baldy and the others, it was definitely the most suitable for them, as well as a very easy technique.    

    

Chop!" "Break!" "Break!" "Break!" "Chop!" "Chop!" "Chop!" "Chop!" "Chop!    

    

Each word was edited by him into a set of connecting combat moves, and then he would integrate it thoroughly. The whole thing was about the momentum of opening and closing.    

    

After a slight hesitation, Zhang Yang named this set of movements: Nine Practice!    

    

The next morning, Zhang Yang was standing on top of the magic prints. He stared at the crowd and slowly said, "I guess everyone knows that I'm very good at fighting!"    

    

Everyone burst into laughter. They were looking forward to it more and more. They had seen Zhang Yang fight more than once. It could no longer be called fighting or violence. It was a kind of violent aesthetic that was pleasing to the eyes.    

    

The voice continued.    

    

"I will create my own set of fighting techniques. As long as you guys fully comprehend it and master it, I can guarantee that you will not be at a disadvantage even when fighting against the special forces of the army. It won't even be a problem for you guys to fight against them alone."    

    

Hearing that, the baldy group's eyes were all burning with excitement. All the blood in their bodies was flowing even faster as they stared at Zhang Yang in unison.    

    

They now understood that Elder Brother Yang's product was definitely top-notch!    

    

At this moment, everyone was rejoicing in their hearts. It was fortunate that they managed to persevere on. Otherwise, they wouldn't have had their present changes and wouldn't be as joyous as they were now.    

    

There would only be endless regret.    

    

"I need you to familiarize yourself with these combat techniques as soon as possible."    

    

At this point, Zhang Yang's gaze turned sharp, "However, you all have to always remember that without my permission, you are not allowed to share the contents of the Extreme Body-forging Arts, the Nine Combat Techniques, and the training during this period of time with anyone. Otherwise, no matter where you run to, I will make you suffer a fate worse than death.    

    

"Understood!"    

    

Zhang Yang's strength had already sunk deep into the bone. Everyone responded in unison.    

    

Slightly nodding his head, Zhang Yang didn't waste any more words and began to move slowly, trying his best to be as meticulous as possible. It could be said that this set of movements was completely tailored to the gangsters fighting on the streets.    

    

Nine moves, he can use empty hands, he can use cold weapons, and the emphasis is on nine words: hacking, chopping, punching and kicking, blocking with both arms, snake thrusting, Whip Leg churning, crushing, chopping!    

    

Zhang Yang put a lot of effort into every word, so you shouldn't underestimate these seemingly casual actions. It wasn't an exaggeration to say that every word contained a set of smooth movements, changing constantly.    

    

If he could comprehend the essence of it, becoming a fighting master wasn't impossible.    

    

After repeatedly hitting it three times, it finally stopped. Zhang Yang's mouth suddenly curled up into a weird smile that he would often have.    

    

"The rest of the training is divided into three parts, five hours a day to train your body to the limit, ten hours to train your fighting technique, and still two hours to rest. Remember, you only have seven days, so if you can't reach my requirements within that time period, I will make your lives worse than death."    

    

The crowd, who were still immersed in their fantasies and joy, felt a chill run down their spines.    

    

There were also people who were puzzled. Out of the three parts, Zhang Yang only said two of them. Other than two hours of rest time, what were the remaining seven hours for them to do?    

    

Their confusion did not last for a long time, and they quickly found out. As a result, they once again fell into hell.    

    

Those seven hours were for Zhang Yang to fight with them. One against one, two against one, one against ten, one against sixteen …    

    

It was totally imaginable how painful these guys would be under. Zhang Yang wouldn't let them hold back, but he himself wouldn't hold back either. Thus, for the last seven hours, the screams never stopped.    

    

But at the same time, Zhang Yang's horrifying strength had once again shocked them. This time, they were able to witness a true fighting master.    

    

They clearly remembered that when Zhang Yang beat up all of them, it took them less than five minutes to beat them down to the ground without any strength to fight back.    

    

Furthermore, Zhang Yang was also using the same technique. His hands, his legs, his elbows, his knees … Every part of his body was capable of inflicting fatal damage to others. This set of nine practice movements was almost at the pinnacle.    

    

This time, everyone was even more respectful towards Zhang Yang. At the same time, they were also more looking forward to the nine stages of fighting technique. They were even more hardworking and gave it their all.    

    

It was only on the third day that the sixteen of them were able to fight against Zhang Yang.    

    

Whether it was because of the Extreme Body-forging Arts or the nine moves of fighting techniques, or even a battle with an expert like Zhang Yang, their combined strength in various aspects all increased at a speed that could be seen with the naked eye.    

    

Of course, they did not know that the sixteen of them were able to fight against Zhang Yang. It was all done on purpose to increase their confidence.    

    

It could be said that although seven days wasn't a long time, everyone's potential had been stimulated, and everyone had made qualitative progress. They could all feel themselves becoming stronger.    

    

In the next few days, they all started their self-training without Zhang Yang's supervision.    

    

The dozen or so people who had just experienced a group fight in the courtyard were in a sorry state. However, their entire bodies emitted a formidable aura. This aura, which was cold and chilling, was one that lingered around life and death every day.    

    

Zhang Yang stood in front of them and observed them. He was calm as usual as he spoke slowly.    

    

"From now on, half a month's training will officially end. It will be as I said, skills come from hard work, strength is the way to go. From now on, I will check every month, if there is anyone who has not improved or regressed, I will take back everything that I have taught you."    

    

Pausing for a moment, his aura immediately changed. He no longer had the cold and sharp aura from before. Instead, he became indifferent and casual. Patting his hands, he chuckled.    

    

"Does everyone want to know how strong they are?"    

    

"Yes!" Baldy's voice was the loudest.    

    

"Alright." Zhang Yang waved his hand. "Next is the journey of venting!"