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Chapter 106: A Sea of Voices
Wang Hai sighed, stepping forward first toward the Disinfection Channel, his eyes instinctively drawn to the group of Bailong High School students passing through the other corridor. As the rest of the Songyang High School team walked through the disinfection passage, their gazes couldn’t help but flicker toward the white dragon figures.
It was impossible not to notice—these students’ appearances were utterly striking.
Zhang Yu silently mused: Yu Xinghan hasn’t changed much since I last saw him in that ad shoot.
But Song Hailong… he’s changed dramatically.
Besides the number “1” on his chest and back now being replaced with a “2,” Song Hailong’s skin had turned rough and rocky, his limbs massively thickened—his forearms alone were as thick as Zhang Yu’s waist. He looked less like a human and more like a human-sized elephant.
Yet Song Hailong’s transformation was mild compared to those behind him. The further back in the line, the less human they looked—more and more resembling beastly creatures.
Zhang Yu recalled the intelligence Zhang Pianpian had shared.
Bailong High School’s physical cultivation techniques have truly advanced. No longer just implanting partial elephant muscle fibers like they did with Song Hailong before.
Now they can transform students’ actual muscle tissue into artificial beast muscles, forcibly breaking through their innate physical limits and triggering explosive growth in Physical Strength Level.
The wealthier the student, the more artificial beast muscle they’ve been upgraded with—and the less human they appear.
But these artificial muscles are malleable. If a student learns to fully master the power within, they can gradually retract the beastly traits, slowly returning to a more human form.
Zhang Yu stared at Yu Xinghan, walking at the front. He couldn’t tell for sure—had this Golden Core Disciple undergone the artificial beast muscle enhancement?
After exiting the Disinfection Channel, the Songyang High School team was greeted by a rhinoceros wearing Bailong High School’s uniform.
A real rhino—its coarse, gray-black hide, the horn-like protrusion on its forehead, tiny eyes, elongated face, and thick, powerful limbs all screamed beast. But the creature stood upright, humanoid in posture.
It waved at Zhang Yu with a grin.
“Zhang Yu! Long time no see.”
“Oh, you don’t recognize me, do you?”
“I’m Chu Qiuhé. The Bailong High School student you defeated in last year’s Martial Arts Competition.”
The moment the rhino spoke, everyone in the Songyang team froze in shock. Chu Qiuhé’s current form was so drastically different from his previous human appearance—it was as if he’d been reborn.
Chu Qiuhé had come specifically to confirm one thing: whether Zhang Yu, the first-year champion of the Martial Arts Competition, was actually representing Songyang High School this time.
He knew he wasn’t the only one wondering. Many students who’d lost to Zhang Yu last time were eager to avenge their defeat in this year’s Sports Competition.
Seeing Zhang Yu standing firmly within the Songyang team, Chu Qiuhé couldn’t help but feel a spark of anticipation.
He smiled at Zhang Yu.
“You’re here for this Sports Competition—this is something a lot of people have been waiting for…”
Just then, a thunderous crash echoed from the front of the Bailong High School line.
Song Hailong suddenly drove his elbow into Yu Xinghan’s temple with the force of a cannon blast. The impact caused Yu Xinghan’s head to twist sharply—about 4 to 5 degrees—before snapping back into place.
Then, with a sudden, violent shake of his head, Yu Xinghan flung Song Hailong—whose frame was nearly two or three times Yu Xinghan’s size—flying through the air.
Thud!
Song Hailong landed hard on his feet, rolling once before stabilizing, glaring at Yu Xinghan with clear resentment.
Yu Xinghan, meanwhile, casually adjusted his stance and commented:
“Not good enough, Xiao Song. That attack had too much killing intent. Zero stealth. You’ve still got a long way to go.”
The Bailong students didn’t react at all. They simply continued walking in step behind Yu Xinghan.
The Songyang team watched in stunned silence.
He Dayou gasped inwardly: The second-year top student actually attacked the first-year top student? Has Bailong’s school rule changed?
Chu Qiuhé chuckled. “Ever since Yu Xinghan took the number one spot, this has become routine.”
Bai Zhenzhen frowned. “Song Hailong’s really petty. Anyone who passes him, he tries to ambush?”
Chu Qiuhé waved it off. “No, it’s not Song Hailong being petty. It’s Yu Xinghan who’s demanding it. He made Song Hailong attack him five times every single day, nonstop, 24 hours a day—just for training.”
He sighed. “As the number one student, Song Hailong has no choice but to comply.”
“Since then, his entire world has been Yu Xinghan. Nothing else matters.”
“I’m starting to think he’s losing his mind—always plotting how to take Yu Xinghan down.”
Shaking his head, Chu Qiuhé clapped Zhang Yu on the shoulder, his voice low and meaningful.
“Then we’ll see you on the field. I’m looking forward to our match.”
Zhang Yu watched the distant backs of the Bailong students—their strange, almost monstrous forms—his mind suddenly filled with quiet reflection.
Back then, Hongta High School pursued grades by turning beasts into humans.
Now, Bailong High School is chasing strength by turning humans into beasts.
Guided by a welcome teacher, the group walked through Ziyun High School’s winding pavilions and corridors, eventually arriving at a massive indoor stadium.
The teacher explained: “This is Ziyun High School’s largest stadium. It’s only opened for major events and school-wide gatherings.”
Even before stepping inside, the team sensed a roaring wave of voices—the atmosphere was electric.
And once they entered, the first thing they noticed was the blinding brightness.
Unlike the moonlit night outside, the stadium’s ceiling seemed to be filled with tiny suns, flooding the entire space with daylight—so bright it felt like midday.
Next came the sheer scale. The stadium was enormous, packed with people.
Unlike the dangerous, high-stakes atmosphere of the Martial Arts Competition, this Sports Competition had no risk of bankruptcy. So every key high school and regular high school that could afford to attend had shown up.
The vast arena teemed with students, coaches, and staff—some stretching, others trading medicine, others still being humiliated by the three elite schools. It was a vibrant, feverish snapshot of Kunxu’s high school youth.
Beyond the athletes, Zhang Yu noticed event staff, spectators in the stands, and countless others.
He Dayou frowned. “So many people filming videos…”
The guide replied: “They’re all professional spectators invited by the event sponsors—media journalists, internet influencers, even corporate representatives.”
Zhang Yu looked up. Sure enough, he saw a sea of suits—men and women in stiff, unsmiling business attire, radiating exhaustion from a distance. Clearly, they were corporate drones, used to endless overtime.
He glanced at the stands. The stadium, Ziyun High School’s largest indoor arena, held tens of thousands of seats—now completely packed.
Besides the students from the three top schools, Zhang Yu spotted countless others wrapped head-to-toe in white, resembling mummies.
At that moment, a hearty laugh rang out.
“You’re finally here.”
“The other ordinary high schools’ spectators. To prevent them from soiling the field, everyone gets a Clean Suit upon entry—keeps them from coming into contact with us Ziyun students.”
The speaker was Lian Tianji, head of Ziyun High School. He nodded to the guide, seamlessly taking over as host for the Songyang team.
Facing his major employer, Zhang Yu grinned and stepped behind Bai Zhenzhen, warmly greeting:
“Lian Brother! What brings you here to greet us?”
Lian Tianji replied: “I know where Songyang’s rest area is. I’ll take you there.”
As they walked, Zhang Yu noticed advertisements plastered everywhere—on the floor, walls, billboards. And everywhere, influencers of all sizes were filming footage, interviewing students and corporate guests.
From towering figures over four meters tall to tiny ones under two meters, the influencers varied in size and fanbase—larger ones had more followers, smaller ones fewer.
And among them, businesspeople in suits moved constantly, recording everything.
Feeling the overwhelming buzz of the crowd, Zhang Yu finally understood Zhang Pianpian’s words.
This Sports Competition isn’t just a competition… it’s an extension of the corporate battlefield. A stage for promoting new technologies.
Along the way, Zhang Yu also saw students in Ziyun uniforms, their skin glowing faintly purple, bowing respectfully to Lian Tianji as he passed—only resuming normal movement once he was out of sight.
Zhang Yu recalled Zhang Pianpian’s intel once more.
Ziyun High School’s breakthrough lies in enhancing cultivators’ metabolism and drug resistance. They can now take medicine at ten times the previous intensity—almost any banned substance can be used like regular medicine.
But because of the side effects of Ziyun Medicine, the more intense the dosage, the more purple residue lingers on the skin. The richer the student, the more drugs they use—so the more purple they become.
However, those who can rapidly refine the medicine’s power? Their skin shows no residue at all. Only a purple mark remains on the forehead—complex patterns form the more power they absorb. Eventually, it becomes a full Purple Eye Pattern.
Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen glanced at Lian Tianji’s forehead and saw a thumb-sized purple circle.
“We’re here,” Lian Tianji smiled, pointing ahead. “This is Songyang High School’s rest area.”
Zhang Yu and the others looked up. The enclosed space was divided by partitions, furnished with sofas, power outlets, water, energy drinks—plus fruit and snacks. It was clear this Sports Competition was lavishly funded, even the humble Songyang team receiving top-tier treatment.
(End of Chapter)
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