The Supreme One

Chapter 4 Mediocrity

It was only when we returned to the general education classroom on the second floor that we saw chairs.

But it was obvious that there was no pile of books on the seat, and there were not even a few books at all.

Only at Xia Xian's seat in the corner was there a pile of books, piled high. Even the seat of his deskmate Sheng Wuya was occupied by him.

After everyone was seated, Wang Chunhua on the podium began to speak.

"After a month of rest and growth, although most of the students' physical strength test values ​​have not changed, they have actually improved to a certain extent. Although you haven't used any treasures to enhance your potential at home, the gap between you and other students will not be too big. As long as you practice hard this semester to improve yourself, you may be able to catch up with them.

So this semester, our cultivation goal is... The general arrangement is... "

Blah blah, it was obvious that Old Wang on the stage would not be teaching a general education course, but was simply giving a general account of the arrangements for this semester's training plan.

Everyone listened carefully, and some students even followed Xia Xian's example and took out notebooks to take notes.

But the two in the corner naturally never listened to this.

Xia Xian looked through the previously recorded test process and copied the summary into another notebook.

Sheng Wuya, who was standing by, was also bored, hiding his head behind a pile of books, muttering quietly:

"Hey, what's the point of saying all this? Isn't it just a matter of training in the order of skin, flesh, tendons, bones, organs, blood, and marrow?"

Listening to the young master's ignorant complaints, Xia Xian also said casually: "If you don't understand, don't talk nonsense. We are not a family with a long history like yours. The family members are basically fixed. What corresponding physical strengthening techniques should be practiced at each stage are fixed. Just practice step by step. People have to choose the ones that suit their own constitution to make the practice more effective!"

"Ah? Aren't they basically all practicing the Vajra Body Refining Technique? Why do they need to choose one?"

Hearing this, Xia Xian immediately turned his head and took a look at this young master who really didn't like studying and only liked to waste his time, and couldn't help but sigh helplessly.

"This is what we talked about when we first entered school last semester!"

"Although the Vajra Body Refining Technique is the most suitable for our human race, and it covers every stage of body refining, it is only suitable for most people. At the same time, anyone who practices it can achieve good results."

"Isn't it good that anyone can achieve good results through cultivation?"

Sheng Wuya was a typical student who felt sleepy as soon as he arrived at the classroom. He was also in a daze at this moment, and his eyes could not find focus. It was obvious that he could not find any corresponding content in his poor brain for what Xia Xian said.

Xia Xian had no choice but to talk to him about it helplessly, just to consolidate his thoughts.

He may not be able to use this knowledge now, but he never knows when it will come in handy in the future. Knowledge will never be useless.

“In fact, just like you, the branch of the Holy Spirit Clan, who knows how many generations it has been. In short, although the offspring born after the fusion of the blood of other races still cannot retain the corresponding blood, but just like your clan, it has been changed by the blood of the Holy Spirit Clan. Generation after generation, the changes have accumulated little by little, and finally it is different from ordinary people.

The most suitable physical training for you is obviously created by your own race based on the training methods of the Holy Spirit Race. As for the training efficiency, if you practice seriously, I am afraid you will be at least two or three times faster than those students in school. Compared with ordinary people who did not enter the school, it is not impossible that the gap is ten times. "

Sheng Wuya nodded as he listened. It was just as he said. The reason why he didn't listen to lectures on weekdays was that he thought he really didn't need to listen to these things. What he learned at home was enough for him. Of course, there was no such thing as laziness. After all, he combined work and rest. He had no shortage of time, and no competitive pressure or survival pressure. He just wanted to spend his days in peace and stability.

"So, if others want to get ahead of others and speed up their cultivation, they need to choose a physical strengthening technique that suits them? Then wouldn't it be better to just choose a physical strengthening technique created by the race whose bloodline you merged with at home?"

Originally, I thought Sheng Wuya had understood a little bit, but when the following question came out, Xia Xian knew that he understood, but not much. This was ultimately because he did not accumulate much knowledge in his daily life, otherwise he would not have thought that other ordinary families could be like their family that has been passed down for countless years and integrate the same bloodline from generation to generation.

Xia Xian knew that even if they split from the Holy Spirit Clan and became the Holy Family under the rule of the Sen Clan, they could no longer integrate the blood of the Holy Spirit Clan, but the blood that they integrated would probably still be the blood of a high-level race that ordinary people could hardly imagine.

Xia Xian had some guesses about the specific bloodline.

"Well, that's about what I mean. It's just that not every family can fuse the same bloodline for generations, and individuals also have certain preferences. There has never been a cultivation method in the world that is perfectly suitable for two people. It all depends on the degree of compatibility."

Listening to Xia Xian's answer, Sheng Wuya seemed to be thinking about something, and suddenly asked: "Then the physical training you have come up with must be very compatible, right? Practicing for one or two hours a day is equivalent to half of others practicing day and night with all their strength."

Xia Xian was stunned by these words, but then he shook his head helplessly and said, "Hey, I'm not lying to you. I really am not as talented as others in the school. Practicing for more than an hour a day is already the limit. Practicing any more will affect my development!"

In this scene, Xia Xian was able to stand out from millions of his peers, be admitted to a school that only accepted a thousand students a year, and even ranked among the top ten. He thought he might be the legendary genius.

But after a semester of practice, study, and practice, Xia Xian finally realized that he was probably not a genius, and was even one of those with mediocre qualifications.

Even though he read a lot of books and constantly improved his own physical fitness techniques, which increased his efficiency to the extreme, he was still limited by the mediocrity of his body in the end.

He really practiced to the limit every day. After all, his current body is only that of a twelve-year-old child and he is still growing. Excessive practice will really damage his future potential.

So he could only helplessly accept his mediocre reality and try hard to find his own way out.

But after hearing what Xia Xian said, Sheng Wuya nodded and smiled with an expression that said, "I understand. We have all tried our best!"

Haha, this expression, he always adds 'I really won't lie to you' before lying to others, do you really think I am still the me who is easily fooled as before?

Looking at Sheng Wuya's expression, Xia Xian really wanted to roar at him, what I said is true

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