You dare to cultivate without money?!-Chapter 17 - 7 The Gap Between People_2

Bai Zhenzhen glanced at him, unsure if she was offering advice or lamenting, and said blandly, "Borrowed quite a bit, huh? Anyway, if you have to borrow money to study, you can't be rich."

"Students like these, once they enter Songyang High School, often perform well at first."

"But generally, by the time they reach senior year, they gradually fall behind their wealthy classmates and often end up getting into second or third-rate universities."

"As for the Top Ten, it seems that inside Songyang High School, it's been over a decade since a commoner has been able to get into them."

Zhang Yu was slightly stunned upon hearing this. He knew that the so-called Top Ten referred to the universities directly affiliated with the Ten Major Sects, the ten most prestigious universities, the dream schools of countless students.

But what he didn't know was that it had been over a decade since any commoner kid from Songyang High School got into the Top Ten.

He pondered in his heart, "Is it because of lack of resources, not enough money?"

Zhang Yu also recalled some of the tales about wealthy students, where it's said that many top-notch tutoring teachers, tutoring secret books, advanced cultivation techniques, and laboratory drugs... all circulate only within wealthy circles and are never disclosed to the poor.

He thought to himself, "If my potential hadn't been activated, I might also be on that path in the future."

Although the event sparked some buzz, for the students busy with daily studying and training, it was just some chat during breaks.

Very soon, no one paid attention to it, and students continued to immerse themselves in their daily Immortal Path studies, fighting for their future lives.

Although they had just reached adulthood, everyone already knew a harsh reality.

The university you enter is determined by your scores.

Your future Sect is determined by which university you attend.

Your life's trajectory is determined by your Sect.

Whether their relationships were good or bad, classmates would part ways if their scores differed.

...

In no time, it was time for three consecutive periods of physical education.

After rejecting the PE teacher Wang Hai's sales pitch once again, Zhang Yu wasn't sure if it was just his imagination, but he felt that the way the other looked at him seemed to have changed.

But he really had no choice, whether for financial reasons or health reasons, he couldn't just start injecting drugs again.

So Zhang Yu pretended not to notice and continued his practice.

Thirty-Six Forms of Body Building Level 2 (1/20)

Counting the workout before the station, Zhang Yu now needed to practice the Thirty-Six Forms of Body Building nineteen more times to level up.

This gave him a special drive in the upcoming exercises, repeatedly activating every muscle and exhausting every inch of mana.

Even when he sometimes wanted to slow down or take a break, the reminder of the ritual power quickly spurred him on to continue his efforts.

Amidst the ripping pain all over his body, he repeatedly broke through limits, faced life-and-death threats, experiencing both agony and joy.

After more than two class periods, Zhang Yu finally collapsed to the ground, unwilling to move an inch.

Thirty-Six Forms of Body Building Level 2 (17/20)

"Reached the limit."

The ritual power also stopped pressing him, clearly considering that he had already reached the limit.

But Zhang Yu wasn't the least bit disappointed; leveling up a basic martial art from Level 1 to Level 3 in just two days was something the old Zhang Yu couldn't even dream of.

"If I hadn't done extra practice last night, I might have been able to finish training through three whole PE classes, right?"

"But with this damn ritual pushing me to train every minute, it's probably going to be a regular occurrence where extra practice at night leaves me too exhausted to train during PE class..."

Zhang Yu felt it was just like in his previous life, when some people would cram and self-study madly at night, only to sleep through classes during the day, clearly not a healthy routine.

"Blame this stupid ritual for not getting the time and place right."

Just then, lying on the ground, Zhang Yu suddenly felt his body covered by a shadow, as if a mountain was blocking his view.

Wang Hai looked coldly at Zhang Yu on the ground and said, "It's PE class time, what are you doing?"

Zhang Yu quickly replied, "Teacher, I did extra practice last night and now I can't continue training."

Feeling Wang Hai's displeasure, Zhang Yu added, "My Thirty-Six Forms of Body Building broke through last night; I've reached Level 2."

The reason for this explanation was that Zhang Yu knew that in this performance-oriented school, most teachers wouldn't make things difficult for students with good results.

He thought that if Wang Hai knew he had made significant progress, he wouldn't give him a hard time.

But Zhang Yu was wrong.

There are many kinds of teachers in this world.

For instance, most main subject teachers inside Songyang High School liked students with good results; they enjoyed instructing students that required no effort and gave a sense of accomplishment in teaching, being more lenient when these students made mistakes.

Some teachers devoted more energy to students with poor performances, focusing on improving their results because it was easier to show improvement.

Many of the assistant subject teachers didn't care much about how well the students learned, as long as they started classes on time and left on time, feeling that wasting even a second more on work would be their loss.

But then there's another kind of teacher, who cares more about whether students follow instructions or challenge their authority than about their academic performance.

In the classroom of such a teacher, they are the absolute authority, not accepting any student disobedience, and would even openly mock you if you learned using methods they didn't teach, degrading you publicly as a cautionary example.

And obviously, Wang Hai, who liked selling drugs and physically punishing students, was this kind of teacher.

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Songyang High's PE class was his little kingdom, and the students were his outlets for selling drugs.

Originally, Zhang Yu never bought medicine, which already displeased him.

Seeing Zhang Yu lying down to 'slack off,' he was even more dissatisfied and wanted to use this opportunity to teach him a lesson, setting an example by making the students ashamed of learning natural body refinement without injections like Zhang Yu.

But the advice he wanted to dole out was cut short by Zhang Yu's statement, "Thirty-Six Forms of Body Building broke through last night."

To Wang Hai, this was already a challenge to his authority in PE class.

"Is Level 2 in the Thirty-Six Forms of Body Building so great?"

Wang Hai pointed to Bai Zhenzhen, saying, "Look at her, does she skip injections after reaching Level 2? Does she slack off in class?"

Zhang Yu said helplessly, "Teacher, that's not what I meant..."

Wang Hai said coldly, "Zhang Yu, I've seen many students like you, thinking they're above following teachers' instructions, ignoring the school's teaching just because of a bit of talent."

"You must understand that the reason you're able to break through is that you've consistently attended class seriously for the past three months, taking injections and building a solid foundation under my guidance."

"As for self-study outside, or tutoring, at most, they can only be considered dessert."

"The classes in school are the most important main course."

"I will report your issue to your homeroom teacher. Be prudent."