Worldwide Awakening: My Soul Kinds Are Lost

Chapter 756 - 756: Yes, I have a special constitution _1

"Why does your Black Poison Palm seem weaker with practice? Are you sure you're training it correctly?"At another monthly examination, Liu Liang observed Wang Linchi. With his pale face and unsteady gait, Liu Liang worried that Wang Linchi might keel over if he took too deep a breath.

"It's nothing, just a small issue," Wang Linchi said, waving his hand to show he was very healthy.

He was indeed healthy; his Qi and Blood Value was now 99, just one step away from condensing an Air Vortex.

"Huh? That's a small issue to you? Don't you dare die on me..." Liu Liang exclaimed, particularly horrified, especially when he saw Wang Linchi take a deep gasp after saying that.

"It's fine. I'm going to get my Qi and Blood Value tested," Wang Linchi said, glancing around. It was his turn.

The testing order for Qi and Blood Value was based on previous rankings. Wang Linchi was ranked ninety-sixth, so his turn came quickly.

It was a pity that the academy's educational resources were so scarce. Each grade could only be allocated one machine. These machines weren't cheap, so it was impossible to distribute hundreds of them to each grade.

Wang Linchi's appearance also attracted much attention; many wondered how he had become so weak-looking in just one month.

However, when his Qi and Blood Value was tested, nearly everyone's eyes popped out in shock.

"Test it again," the testing teacher said, also a bit confused. Logically, someone appearing so weak shouldn't have a high Qi and Blood Value, as it also represented one's physical condition to some extent.

But Wang Linchi's value had soared directly to 99; he was almost a Martial Student. This was simply not normal.

After testing it again, the teacher had someone else test the machine. Since there were no problems with the machine, the issue had to be with Wang Linchi.

There was only one explanation for this situation: Wang Linchi possessed a special body constitution highly compatible with the Black Poison Palm. Ultimately, practicing this Martial Arts Skill had successfully awakened his special body constitution.

Therefore, Wang Linchi's Qi and Blood Value had skyrocketed from 50 to 99 in just one short month.

"So, you're actually just pretending to be weak?" the testing teacher asked after a moment of silence. Qi and Blood Value couldn't be faked. Although Wang Linchi looked weak, he was, in fact, incredibly strong.

"That's right," Wang Linchi answered confidently.

"Alright, you can go and wait," the testing teacher said. He then informed the principal and continued with the tests.

This was a special body constitution, still in its developmental stage. If the South District Second Grade Academy nurtured him, they could truly experience a surge in their standing.

When Wang Linchi returned, Liu Liang felt a significant blow.

We agreed to fail together, and here you are, secretly grinding away! This is simply unacceptable!

However, Wang Linchi was too busy to care about Liu Liang. The principal rushed over at the first opportunity, looking Wang Linchi up and down and even comparing him to something on his phone.

"A new type of constitution, suitable for Poison Skills," he mused. He was obviously trying to identify Wang Linchi's constitution. Unfortunately, individuals with special body constitutions were not the majority but rather a minority. Furthermore, each special body constitution was unique, with very few overlaps.

"Ah, yes, I suppose..." Wang Linchi responded when he heard this.

"You're close to condensing an Air Vortex and should reach the Martial Student level soon. I just wonder if you have a chance to strive for the Samurai level and a guaranteed place," the principal inquired.

The advantage of a special body constitution lay in its compatibility with certain Cultivation Techniques. The Black Poison Palm, as an auxiliary training Martial Arts Skill, naturally shared some attributes of Cultivation Techniques. However, finding a truly suitable Cultivation Technique was not easy.

In the principal's eyes, Wang Linchi was suited for Poison Skills. However, there were also different variations among Poison Skills, and Poison Skills were ultimately a niche, not mainstream. Consequently, the South District Second School had limited resources for them.

"I don't know," Wang Linchi replied, a perfectly noncommittal answer.

"That's true. Practice well, condense your Air Vortex, and become a Martial Student as soon as possible," the principal encouraged. In the future, resources would certainly be tilted in his favor, as Wang Linchi had demonstrated his value.

Now, however, they were still in the midst of the monthly examination. It wasn't convenient for him to take Wang Linchi away or make special arrangements. Even if he was highly valued, the existing rules still had to be followed.

However, what he valued most was Wang Linchi's background.

Most of the top ten students in the grade were from Martial Artist families; orphans like Wang Linchi were rare.

If they truly succeeded in cultivating him, then the South District Second School would become renowned.

Cultivating a Martial Second Generation from a wealthy and influential Martial Artist family into a Samurai with a guaranteed place, and cultivating an orphan with no resources or connections into a Samurai with a guaranteed place, were achievements of entirely different magnitudes.

The Great Zhao Country had always emphasized uplifting the lower classes. The external pressure from foreign threats was immense, necessitating sufficient support from the common people.

After the principal left, the Qi and Blood Value tests were nearly completed, and next, naturally, was actual combat.

This time, Wang Linchi was no longer ranked ninety-sixth. With his special body constitution and a Qi and Blood Value of 99, he was directly ranked sixth, joining the top five for actual combat.

Nobody really expected Wang Linchi to take first place. The top five were all elite Martial Second Generation from the South District. They not only cultivated different Cultivation Techniques but also possessed inherited family Martial Arts Skills. For them to fight this group of Martial Students, who mostly only knew crude techniques like the Frog-style Fist or weren't proficient in any Martial Arts Skill, was like a higher-dimensional being crushing a lower one.

They had better resources and superior education; why would they be inferior to others?

Everyone had two arms and two legs. With a higher starting point and rapid progress, they were bound to win easily.

"Wang Linchi versus Meng Cheng."

Wang Linchi was the first one drawn, clearly intending to get his match over with quickly to avoid later complications.

Meng Cheng was round and chubby but looked very robust; he followed the path of overpowering skill with sheer strength.

"Let's keep it to a light touch; no need to go too far," his opponent said with a guileless smile, appearing harmless. He wasn't arrogant despite his strength; rather, he was quite approachable. The other four top students weren't aloof either and were quite popular within their grade.

"I'm new to this, please go easy on me," Wang Linchi naturally responded politely.

His opponent nodded. Meng Cheng wasn't particularly interested in the academy's rewards; he valued his ranking more, as per his family's expectations.

The academy's rewards paled in comparison to the resources his family provided. In contrast, praise from his family could lead to even greater rewards from them.

As for Wang Linchi, Meng Cheng didn't take him too seriously. He cultivated the ordinary Bodybuilding Technique; even if he had mastered the Black Poison Palm, its effectiveness was limited.

"I'm starting then. Get ready," he said. He rather appreciated Wang Linchi's attitude. Since Wang Linchi's words implied he expected to lose, Meng Cheng felt it would be rude to act recklessly.

Wang Linchi nodded. "Let's start."

"Ferocious Bear Hand!" His opponent used his Martial Arts Skill right away but didn't use his full strength. This was a practical assessment, and there was no animosity between them.

He knew that besides the Black Poison Palm, Wang Linchi had a rather tricky kick. It couldn't even be considered a Martial Arts Skill because true Martial Arts Skills required mobilizing Qi and Blood, which Wang Linchi's kick didn't.

Wang Linchi assumed the Black Poison Palm stance and was then, unsurprisingly, defeated.

There was no booing or mocking. The Black Poison Palm was originally for auxiliary Cultivation, not combat. Meng Cheng's Ferocious Bear Hand was a genuine Martial Arts Skill, not something students like them could resist. Mocking Wang Linchi would be no different from mocking themselves.

If Wang Linchi couldn't withstand it, could they?

"Thanks for the match," Meng Cheng said, helping Wang Linchi up and looking a little embarrassed.

"It's nothing. As expected of the top five. My progress was just Luck; it's nothing compared to your actual strength," Wang Linchi complimented in return.

These flattering words made Meng Cheng, who was still somewhat naive and sheltered, feel a bit embarrassed.

"HAHAHA, you're very strong too..." Meng Cheng rubbed the back of his head, embarrassed. The two left the arena with arms slung over each other's shoulders.

Under normal circumstances, Wang Linchi might have offended his opponent and started a feud. But by conceding gracefully, he made a friend—one who might even be helpful in the future. One more friend meant one more path open to him.

As for the first-place resources, Wang Linchi, who cultivated his Martial Arts using pesticides, herbicides, and insecticides, didn't feel the need to compete for them.

When the time came, he could exchange the sixth-place reward for money, which would be enough for him to continue his Cultivation and Growth.

Such a cost-effective Cultivation method probably didn't exist in the entire high martial world, let alone in the Great Zhao Country.

Wang Linchi's situation didn't cause much of a stir. Most of the Martial Students here were still rather immature, without many complex schemes. Even if some did harbor such thoughts, it wouldn't affect Wang Linchi, who seemingly relied on 'Luck.' A special body constitution, after all, wasn't something that could be replicated.

Those born with one had it; those who weren't could never obtain one in their lifetime.