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Watching the excited Justin Welan across from him, Jack Clark subtly kicked him under the table.
However, the kick wasn't very strong, and Justin Welan didn't react, then just as he was about to say something, a cold voice came from behind him.
"Classmate, is being ranked 67th that funny to you?"
In an instant, Justin Welan's entire body stiffened; he recognized it as the voice of their class leader.
The smile on Justin Welan's face paused, and his neck stiffly turned around, when suddenly his face broke into a full smile: "Ha, haha... If it isn't the class leader, the honorable class leader, would you like to sit with us?"
His enthusiastic demeanor showed no hint of the mockery he had just been expressing about someone else's low ranking.
"I'm just ranked 67th, I wouldn't dare sit with this classmate."
Crystal Lewis crossed her arms, her gaze coldly amused, as she glanced at the handsome youth sitting opposite her, then she looked down at Justin Welan and casually said.
"Classmate, I believe your name is Justin something, may I ask which rank you hold on the new student ranking?"
"Ranking, what ranking?" Justin Welan looked utterly clueless.
Seeing his feigned ignorance, Crystal Lewis sneered and said, "What, you dare to laugh at others behind their backs, but you don't dare own up to it? Didn't you just laugh at how low my ranking was?"
"Did I? Class leader, you must have heard wrong, you are the pride of our class, how could I possibly laugh at you? I don't even have enough time to admire you," Justin Welan said righteously, then looked towards Jack Clark.
"Right, Jack?"
Cough...
Jack Clark coughed, bowed his head, and took a sip of his soup: "I don't know anything."
Seeing this, Justin Welan rolled his eyes, his look saying 'brother, you're not being loyal.'
Jack Clark glanced at him and returned a look that said 'stop struggling, she heard everything you said earlier, even if I try to explain for you, it's no use.
In this situation, I think it's easier for you to just off yourself.'
Hmph!
Watching the two boys flirting with their eyes, Crystal Lewis didn't say anything more, just huffed and walked away.
As soon as Crystal Lewis left, Justin Welan's face became gloomy: "Jack, it's over, I'm going to be on her list."
Jack Clark was unimpressed: "It's your fault for laughing at people behind their backs; talking about rankings is one thing, but you actually went as far as to mock."
"And mocking aside, the person in question just happened to pass by and overhear..." Even Jack Clark couldn't help shaking his head at such luck.
But to be fair, that class leader is really beautiful.
Her black hair dyed purple, her oval face was pure and pretty, bright and atmospheric. Already delicate features were accentuated with a faint eyeliner, making her narrow eyes even more alluring.
She must be about 1.7 meters tall, slim and shapely. The short-sleeved white shirt uniform was stretched tight, at least a B+, maybe even a C.
The long legs in dress pants were also straight and slim, and coupled with the youthful air unique to young girls, it's no wonder she had become very popular in class within just two days.
According to online ratings, just her looks alone could score a 90, a true goddess.
However, Jack Clark had thought the class leader's personality was more on the aloof side, but it turned out she was fiery and not to be trifled with.
"Speaking of which."
Justin Welan took a secretive glance around, then whispered: "Hey Jack, did you know the class leader has a twin sister?"
"Twins! Sister?" Jack Clark paused slightly.
Justin Welan nodded: "Yes, the class leader's sister is named Mandy Lewis, she's Class 9's class leader as well, and just as beautiful as our class leader."
This time, even Jack Clark was taken aback. A beauty of such caliber, and identical twins at that, tsk tsk...
Who knew where Justin Welan got his news from, but afterward, while eating, he continued to share various bits of gossip about the class with Jack Clark.
Time passed on just like that.
The afternoon Martial Cultivation Class was still in the same cultivation classroom.
In the 500 square meter cultivation classroom, the forty or so students were sparse, and with no teacher supervising them, order was maintained by class leader Sherry Lesser and Matt Watkins.
Perhaps in the eyes of those Martial Arts teachers, these students who had not even achieved the Foundation Establishment didn't warrant their attention.
Yet Jack Clark felt that from yesterday on, they were already being sorted, selecting those with 'cultivation talent.'
This talent wasn't limited to physique but also included willpower and discipline.
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If a person neglects their cultivation without a teacher's supervision, being lazy and idle, then even if they are capable of cultivating True Martial, they are not considered to have much value for cultivation.
Rather than exerting effort and energy, it's better to give up early.
Jack Clark found a corner to sit down, closed his eyes, and entered a meditative state in the blink of an eye.
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Past four o'clock in the afternoon, accompanied by the school bell, Jack Clark, aching all over, plopped down on the ground in the cultivation classroom and took several deep breaths.
By then, his shirt was soaked with sweat.
After half an hour of meditation, he rested for a bit before starting to cultivate the Body Casting Skill and transport Qi Blood.
Using the blood light from the Essence Blood Stone he had activated behind him, in a little over an hour, he transported Qi Blood for three turns, gaining a proficiency of +3, a physique of +0.2, and a shortest time of 24 minutes.
Added to the +4 proficiency from meditation and the +0.1 in spiritual attribute, his overall progress was satisfactory.
The only issue was that transporting one extra turn of Qi Blood had exhausted his physical strength, and currently, Jack felt empty and weak inside, yet refreshed due to the smooth flow of his meridians and channels.
This sensation was very strange.
"Finally, school is out."
"I'm so tired."
"Yeah, the Body Casting Skill is too difficult."
"Wang Gang, are you coming to the club with us?"
"I need to take a bath first."
"Then we'll go ahead."
Geniuses were always in the minority. Jack observed today that most of his classmates could transport Qi Blood for one turn in half an hour during their first cultivation practice yesterday.
But today, after a class session, many still only managed two turns with durations of just over twenty minutes; only a dozen or so were under twenty minutes.
Although these students didn't seem as fatigued as he was after cultivating and appeared to have slightly better physiques, their progress seemed much slower than Jack had imagined.
Of course, Jack didn't pay attention to geniuses like class leader Sherry Lesser and Matt Watkins.
He was not on their level, whether in terms of talent or background, and comparing himself to them would only lead to discouragement and despair.
Life is long, and the race between the tortoise and the hare has just begun. No rush.
Jack rested for a while, waiting until his strength had recovered significantly before getting up.
Each floor of the cultivation building had public baths, separated for men and women. After bathing, one only needed to throw their clothes into the cleaning and drying machine, and within a few minutes, they would be as good as new.
After his bath, Jack ran into Justin Welan as he was putting on his clothes.
"Jack, are you heading back?"
Jack nodded, "Yes, is there something you need?"
"Nothing much," Justin shook his head, then suddenly asked, "By the way, Jack, have you bought anything to replenish Qi Blood these last couple of days?"
"Replenish Qi Blood," Jack was slightly startled.
Seeing his clueless expression, Justin Welan facepalmed, "I knew it would be like this."
Justin Welan patiently explained, "The main purpose of our Body Casting Skill cultivation is to transport Qi Blood, open up the body's channels, and it also has a body refinement effect."
"Under such circumstances, it consumes a lot of physical strength. At the beginning of cultivation, ordinary people transport Qi Blood for three or four turns, and cultivating twice a day is the limit; more than that will result in depletion and physical harm."
"Only in the later stages, when their physique strengthens, can they transport Qi Blood for ten turns in one go."
"If you want to increase the number of cultivation sessions and progress, and quickly strengthen your constitution, you must purchase low-level Blood Qi resources to replenish Qi Blood."
"Even those geniuses on the new student ranking, whose innate physiques are somewhat better than ours, still need these Qi Blood replenishing resources."
Jack paused for a moment.
So that's how it is. I wondered how those people managed to reach five or seven turns in just a day of cultivation. We're all ordinary people; how could there be such a big difference in physique?
Actually, Jack Clark, who was a little confused about this, had also planned to search the internet for answers when he got home.
As for overexerting during cultivation, Jack wasn't worried. He was aware of the depletion of Qi Blood; today, he just wanted to see his limit by using the Essence Blood Stone in the cultivation classroom for assistance.