Chapter 33: The Physical Exam and Wang Hai's Strategy

Chapter 33: The Physical Exam and Wang Hai's Strategy

In the male candidates' preparation room.

As one candidate after another warmed up and prepared, the stench of sweat, feet, and body odor spread throughout the cramped space.

Zhang Yu, enduring the foul smell in the preparation room, meticulously applied the Adamant Oil he had bought all over his body, making his muscles stand out more prominently.

Thinking about how a single can of Adamant Oil cost over 100 yuan and was used up in one exam, Zhang Yu applied it even more carefully, afraid of wasting a single drop.

"What a lousy school, charging so much for essential exam items."

But Zhang Yu dared not skip it.

Although the Adamant Oil had no Physique Cultivation effects, it made the muscle lines and body structure more visible, making it easier for the Physique Cultivation examiners to score.

Without the oil, if the examiners got a wrong impression and gave a low score due to unclear muscle lines, the loss would be significant.

Given Zhang Yu's current understanding of the Kunxu world, he strongly suspected that the school's sale of Adamant Oil was a lucrative business, with a significant cut going to the examiners. There was a good chance that not using the oil would result in malicious low scores.

Zhang Yu called out to the back, "Old Zhao, help me with my back."

"Sure thing." Zhao Tianxing dipped his hand into the Adamant Oil Zhang Yu was holding and began rubbing it on his back.

As he did so, he observed Zhang Yu's physique and thought to himself, "Zhang Yu's Physical Strength Level seems pretty high."

Although Zhang Yu followed a balanced development path of strength, speed, and agility, different from Zhao Tianxing's focus on strength, he had seen enough to recognize the signs.

As a core student who often attended classes with Wang Hai, Zhao Tianxing had seen many Physique Cultivation prodigies.

Feeling the marble-like texture of Zhang Yu's muscles, he could tell that Zhang Yu's Physical Strength Level was definitely high.

"Seems... seems a bit higher than mine?"

"But how could that be? He doesn't even have a sports teacher anymore."

Soon, Zhang Yu and Zhao Tianxing, along with a group of ten others, were all gleaming with oil and wearing detection patches as they entered the exam venue.

The five physical education teachers below scanned the group, and Wang Hai's gaze lingered on Zhao Tianxing and Zhang Yu before he said, "Begin."

"Hey!"

"Ha!"

"Roar!"

With a series of shouts, the candidates on the platform unleashed their full physical power, their muscles bulging and the violent energy within their bodies surging.

The platform beneath them creaked under the strain, as if it could not withstand the onslaught of these Physique Cultivation monsters.

Meanwhile, the strength data detected by the patches was quickly transmitted to the judges' screens.

Wang Hai first looked at Zhang Yu's data: "Right arm muscles burst with 443 kilograms of force, left arm muscles with 422 kilograms of force..."

"Progressed so much in a few weeks?"

"Did he take some beast medicine? Is his body structure about to be destroyed?"

Seeing the data, Wang Hai's eyes narrowed, and he immediately looked up at Zhang Yu on the platform.

At the same time, the ten students on the platform, who had just unleashed their physical power, felt five icy gazes scanning them.

From the audience's perspective, they looked like ten fierce Physique Cultivation beasts, exuding powerful auras.

But to the students on the platform, it felt as if they were being scrutinized by five terrifying giants.

The icy gazes and critical eyes were like those of five beasts picking and choosing which part of their flesh to eat.

Zhao Tianxing felt like a lamb about to be slaughtered, trying his best to muster his strength and impress the teachers.

On the other side, Zhang Yu felt differently.

He felt like he was being intensely scrutinized by five pairs of fiery eyes, making his skin crawl.

Meanwhile, one of the physical education teachers below praised, "What a great physique! Beast back, demon chest, magic arms. I didn't expect a First-Year High student to have such a well-adjusted body."

Another teacher, salivating, said, "Look at his legs, clearly shaped through rigorous training. This foundation is solid, he's bound to soar in the future. Why didn't I have such a good student?"

Another teacher patted Wang Hai on the shoulder, "Teacher Wang, is this one of your key disciples? The body adjustment is excellent, such outstanding shaping must have taken a lot of effort. You're set for a good year-end bonus."

Wang Hai, who had just been considering giving Zhang Yu a low score out of malice, awkwardly smiled and did not respond.

But the admiration in his eyes for Zhang Yu was undeniable.

He thought to himself, "Although selling medicines is my main business, I can't give such a gem a low score. This body is a masterpiece!"

Moreover, the other teachers' comments had sealed his decision not to give a low score.

After scoring Zhang Yu fairly, Wang Hai's eyes flashed with a determined look.

"Such significant improvement in a short time, especially with such excellent body adjustment."

"Looks like Zhang Yu is indeed a Golden Core disciple."

"In that case, I have no choice but to use my final strategy."

...

Dinner time.

In the cafeteria.

Due to starting the 8th-level Heavenly Cycle Qi Gathering Method again, Zhang Yu's appetite had significantly decreased, and he quickly finished his meal.

But just then, a massive shadow loomed over him.

Wang Hai, like a mountain, plopped down in front of him.

Then, Wang Hai smiled at Bai Zhenzhen, "Bai Zhenzhen, can I have a moment alone with Zhang Yu?"

Bai Zhenzhen looked at Zhang Yu, who nodded, and then moved to a spot about ten meters away, curious about what was happening.

Zhang Yu's gaze was wary, given their less-than-friendly relationship.

Wang Hai said, "Let's exchange contact information, we haven't done that yet."

With an 80% certainty that Zhang Yu was a Golden Core disciple, Wang Hai decided to use his final strategy—gifts.

He wanted to mend their relationship through gifts.

But what to give was a new problem.

Wang Hai, having reached his current position, was no stranger to gift-giving.

His first thought was Physique Cultivation drugs. As a medicine salesman, giving out samples, experimental drugs, and even banned substances was second nature to him.

But he quickly dismissed this idea.

"Zhang Yu said he's a Natural Body Cultivator. Whether true or not, giving him Physique Cultivation drugs would be an insult. No, that won't do."

Next, he considered Physique Cultivation techniques.

As a top physical education teacher, his other major income came from tutoring and teaching Physique Cultivation techniques.

Helping children of influential people and teaching them Physique Cultivation techniques had always been his way of building relationships.

But he quickly dismissed this idea as well.

"What value do the techniques I have the right to teach have to Zhang Yu, a Golden Core disciple?"

"He wouldn't lack a high school physical education teacher's techniques."

"Thinking it over, I should give..."

After exchanging contact information, Wang Hai said, "Zhang Yu, you did well in today's exam. I don't have much to offer, so I'll transfer some money to you."

"It's a small token of my appreciation, don't think it's too little."

Picking up his vibrating phone and seeing Wang Hai's transfer message, Zhang Yu's heart skipped a beat: "He's giving me money to mend our relationship? A little money to erase all the isolation I've faced?"

Zhang Yu had always despised such monetary transactions, but as he opened the transfer message, he found himself unable to show disdain.

Receiving a transfer of 66,666.66 yuan from Wang Hai.

Bai Zhenzhen, watching Zhang Yu from a distance, thought, "What's going on? Feizi can't even hide his smile."

Wang Hai, with a sincere expression, said, "I'm very pleased to see your progress today."

"I was wrong to doubt your abilities before. I apologize."

Seeing Wang Hai about to stand and bow, Zhang Yu stopped him, "Teacher, you were just trying to help me. How can I make you apologize to me?"

Zhang Yu felt disgusted with himself for being swayed by money. "What the hell, Zhang Yu, how did you become so mercenary? But this isn't about the money. Old Wang is in his seventies, a proud and respected teacher, and he's apologizing to me. There's sincerity in his gesture."

Seeing Zhang Yu's smile, Wang Hai breathed a slight sigh of relief but felt a pang of pain at the thought of the 66,666.66 yuan.

Although his income was substantial, his expenses were even higher, and 66,666.66 was no small amount for him.

But he knew this wasn't the time to feel sorry for the money, especially with a Golden Core Cultivator's disciple in front of him.

Years of experience told Wang Hai that if you were going to give money, you should give it all at once.

He grabbed Zhang Yu's hands, earnestly saying, "From now on, my physical education class is your class. You can do whatever you want in class, even skip it if you want. You have my complete freedom."

What is the greatest respect a teacher can show a student?

Wang Hai, with years of teaching experience, had his answer—complete freedom to skip classes, a respect he was giving to a Golden Core disciple.

"Ah?" Zhang Yu was surprised and then delighted. For a self-disciplined student like him, the ability to arrange his class time freely was a significant benefit.

Wang Hai, seeing Zhang Yu's surprised expression, said with a hint of meaning, "After all, you don't need my guidance anymore."

After more pleasantries, Wang Hai said, "I have some things to attend to, and you probably have a lot on your plate too. I won't keep you."

(End of Chapter)

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