Chapter 33: Physical Education Exam and Wang Hai's Countermeasure

Male candidates' preparation room.

Accompanied by the warm-up and preparatory movements of one candidate after another, the smells of sweat, foot odor, and body oil... continuously diffused within the cramped space.

While enduring the unpleasant odors in the preparation room, Zhang Yu continuously applied the Vajra Body Oil he had purchased to various parts of his body, making his muscular lines more pronounced.

Thinking that a single jar of this Vajra Body Oil cost over 100 yuan and that he would use an entire jar for a single exam, Zhang Yu applied it even more meticulously, fearing he might waste even a tiny bit.

"This damn school, selling essential exam supplies at such high prices."

But Zhang Yu didn't dare not buy it.

Although this Vajra Body Oil had no actual body-refining effects, it could make the muscular lines and physical structure of his entire body more distinct, making it easier for the body-refining exam judges to assign scores.

If he didn't apply the oil and a judge happened to have a momentary lapse in vision and failed to see the candidate's flesh and muscle lines, resulting in a low score, the loss would be massive.

Furthermore, based on Zhang Yu's current understanding of the Kunxu World, he strongly suspected that the school's business selling this Vajra Body Oil must have shared a significant portion of the profits with the judges; perhaps if one didn't apply the oil, they would be maliciously given low scores.

Zhang Yu shouted toward his back, "Old Zhao, help me rub my back."

"You got it." Zhao Tianxing dipped his hand into the Vajra Body Oil in Zhang Yu's hand and began rubbing it onto the other's back.

At the same time, observing Zhang Yu's physical condition, he thought to himself, "Zhang Yu's physical strength level seems quite high."

Although Zhang Yu followed a path of balanced development in strength, speed, and agility—different from Zhao Tianxing's strength-focused path—he had seen enough to know what to look for.

As a core student who frequently attended Wang Hai's classes, Zhao Tianxing had naturally seen many top-tier students with excellent body refinement.

Looking at Zhang Yu's muscles now and feeling that marble-like texture, he could clearly sense that Zhang Yu's physical strength was definitely not low.

"It seems... it seems a bit higher than mine?"

"But how is that possible? He clearly doesn't even have an instructor for PE class anymore."

A short while later, Zhang Yu, Zhao Tianxing, and a group of ten others, glistening with oil and wearing detection patches, arrived at the examination arena.

The gazes of the five PE teachers below swept over them. Among them, Wang Hai's eyes lingered on Zhao Tianxing and Zhang Yu before he spoke: "Begin."

*Heh!*

*Ha!*

*Roar!*

Accompanied by bursts of loud shouts, the candidates on stage took turns erupting with physical power, expanding their muscles and recklessly releasing the violence contained within their flesh.

The high platform beneath their feet creaked with a boom, as if certain parts of the stage could no longer withstand the ravaging of these body-refining monsters.

Simultaneously, the strength data detected by the patches was rapidly transmitted to the judges' screens.

Wang Hai first looked at Zhang Yu's data: "Right arm muscle erupting with 443 kg of force, left arm muscle erupting with 422 kg of force..."

"How much progress in just a few weeks?"

"What kind of beast medicine did he eat? Is his physical structure about to be destroyed?"

Seeing this data, Wang Hai's gaze froze, and he immediately looked up toward Zhang Yu on the stage.

At the same time, shortly after the ten students on stage had erupted with their physical strength, they felt five cold gazes sweeping over them.

If one were looking from below up to the stage, it would feel like seeing ten body-refining beasts with surging momentum.

But to the students on the stage, looking down at the five PE teachers felt like being stared down by five terrifying behemoths.

Those cold gazes and critical eyes were like five giant beasts picking through a butcher shop, deciding which piece of meat they wanted to eat from their bodies.

At this moment, Zhao Tianxing felt like a lamb for the slaughter before the five teachers; he could only struggle to tense his flesh and exert his strength to the utmost.

On the other hand, Zhang Yu's feeling was entirely different from his classmates.

He felt as if he were being pinned down by five pairs of scorching gazes, so intense that it gave him goosebumps.

Meanwhile, one of the PE teachers below exclaimed in admiration, "What a frame! Beast-like back, demon-like chest, and devil-like arms. I didn't expect a first-year student to have adjusted their body structure so well already."

Another PE teacher said with a look of greed, "Look at those legs. You can tell at a glance that the bones and joints have been shaped through thousands of hammerings. Such a solid foundation; he's bound to soar in the future. Why don't I have such good students?"

Another PE teacher patted Wang Hai on the shoulder and said, "Teacher Wang, this must be another one of your key disciples, right? This structural adjustment is too good. Such excellent shaping must have cost a lot of effort. Your year-end bonus is secured this year."

Wang Hai, who had just been wondering whether to go against his conscience and give Zhang Yu a malicious low score, gave an awkward smile without answering after being patted on the shoulder.

However, a trace of uncontrollable admiration still flickered in his eyes as he looked at Zhang Yu.

He couldn't help but think, "Even though drug sales are my main business, but..."

As a PE teacher, Wang Hai truly could not give a low score to such a jade-like physique; this body was practically a work of art!

Moreover, the comments from the other PE teachers had effectively blocked his path to giving a random low score.

Thus, after finishing the scoring for Zhang Yu based on the facts, a ruthless glint flashed in Wang Hai's eyes.

"Such a massive improvement in such a short time, especially adjusting the body structure so well."

"It looks like Zhang Yu has most likely truly become a Golden Core disciple."

"In that case, I can only use my final method."

...

Dinner time.

Inside the cafeteria.

Because the competition to master the 8th-level Zhou Tian Qi-Gathering Method had resumed today, Zhang Yu's appetite had diminished significantly; he finished his meal in just a few bites.

But just then, a massive shadow covered his body.

Like a great mountain, Wang Hai sat down in front of him with a *thud*.

Then, Wang Hai smiled at Bai Zhenzhen nearby. "Bai Zhenzhen, could you let me have a private word with Zhang Yu?"

Bai Zhenzhen looked at Zhang Yu, and after seeing him nod, she sat down about ten meters away, watching the two with curiosity.

Zhang Yu's gaze toward Wang Hai also carried a hint of wariness, as their relationship was certainly not on good terms.

Instead, Wang Hai said, "Let's exchange contact information; we haven't added each other yet."

Having an 80% certainty that the boy was a Golden Core disciple, Wang Hai decided to use his final trump card—gift-giving.

He intended to use gifts to repair their relationship.

But what kind of gift to give became a new problem.

Having reached his current position, Wang Hai naturally did not lack the wisdom of gift-giving.

His first thought was naturally body-refining drugs; after all, as a drug salesman, giving out samples, experimental products, or even contraband... was second nature to him, almost a path dependency.

But on second thought, he rejected this option.

"Zhang Yu himself said he uses natural body refinement. Whether it's true or not, wouldn't giving him body-refining drugs be slapping him in the face? No, no."

Then, he thought of body-refining techniques.

As a star PE teacher, his other major source of income besides drug sales came from tutoring.

Helping the children of certain people by tutoring them in body-refining techniques had always been his go-to method for building connections.

But he quickly rejected this as well.

"What value would the few techniques I have the right to distribute hold for the current Zhang Yu?"

"He is a Golden Core disciple, after all. Why would he lack a technique from a high school PE teacher?"

"After thinking it over, it really has to be..."

At this moment, after adding the contact information, Wang Hai said, "Zhang Yu, you performed very well in today's exam. I don't have anything particularly special to give, so I'll just transfer some money to you."

"This is just a small token of my appreciation. I just hope you don't find it too little."

Picking up his vibrating phone and seeing a transfer notification from Wang Hai, Zhang Yu's heart stirred. "Sending me money to smooth things over? He thinks a bit of money can wipe away the fact that he isolated me?"

In his past life, Zhang Yu had always looked down on such monetary transactions. As he clicked on the transfer message, he was about to make a look of disdain, but he found he couldn't quite manage it.

He received a transfer of 66,666.66 from Wang Hai.

Watching Zhang Yu's expression from ten meters away, Bai Zhenzhen thought to herself, "What on earth happened? Yu-zi can't even suppress the corners of his mouth."

Meanwhile, Wang Hai said with a face full of sincerity, "Seeing your progress today makes me very gratified."

"In the past, it was my poor teaching level that caused me to misunderstand you. I apologize to you."

Seeing Wang Hai about to stand up and bow, Zhang Yu urged, "Teacher, you were only doing what was best for me. How can I let you apologize to me?"

Zhang Yu felt disgusted by his own materialism. *Damn it, Zhang Yu, how did you become like this? Bought off by money like this?*

But it wasn't a matter of the money itself; Old Wang was in his seventies, and for such a proud, high-status star teacher to apologize to him, the sincerity was clearly there.

Seeing Zhang Yu's smile, Wang Hai breathed a slight sigh of relief, but the thought of that 66,666 made his heart ache again.

Although his income was not low, his expenses far exceeded those of ordinary people, and he rarely had much surplus. To him, 66,666 was by no means a small sum.

But he knew now was not the time to feel stingy about 66,666; after all, the person before him was a disciple recently taken in by the Golden Core True Person, Senior Xinghuo.

Years of experience told Wang Hai that if one was going to give money, one should do it thoroughly in one go.

He grabbed Zhang Yu's hands and said earnestly, "From now on, my PE class is your PE class. You can do whatever you want during class; even if you don't show up, it's fine. Skip whenever you want; I will give you absolute freedom."

What is the ultimate sign of a teacher respecting a student?

Wang Hai, who had taught at Songyang High School for many years, provided his own answer—skipping class at will. This was the respect he accorded to a Golden Core disciple.

"Huh?" Zhang Yu was slightly surprised by this, followed by a sense of joy. For a self-disciplined student like him, being able to freely arrange his class time was indeed a good thing.

Seeing Zhang Yu's surprised expression, Wang Hai said meaningfully, "Heh, after all, you don't really need my guidance anymore."

After another round of pleasantries, Wang Hai bid farewell, "Alright, I have things to attend to, and you certainly have plenty to do as well. I won't disturb you further."

(End of Chapter)