Chapter Thirty-Four: The High-Class Stick

  The weather station has issued an orange blizzard warning again, the air conditioner is broken again, and my hands are shaking with cold while typing, but I want to thank everyone who opens "Refining Master" every day for their support.

  Ever since Huoyun Dao Ren left, for a whole week, Chu Yu had been hiding in the villa without taking half a step out. With the help of "Duotian Juling Great Array", his cultivation strength had made rapid progress and was already showing signs of breaking through to the late stage of Lingdong.

  Of course, in order to achieve such a rapid pace, it's far from enough to just have the "Heavenly Spirit Gathering Array". Within this week, Chu Yusheng had consumed fifteen 1,000-year-old ginseng, twenty Luminous Crimson Fruits, and over a hundred Spiritual Mushrooms that were several hundred years old...

  These expensive and precious medicinal materials were all sent by Huatian Xiong. Originally, Chu Yu had specifically instructed Huatian Xiong to transport these medicinal materials in order to wait until his cultivation reached the Golden Elixir stage before refining them into auxiliary elixirs. However, now he couldn't wait any longer, although eating these precious medicinal materials raw was a waste and tasted extremely bitter. Usually, the medicinal properties that could be absorbed by the body were less than half of what would be obtained after refining them into elixirs.

  However, due to the inadequacy of his cultivation strength, Chu Yu was unable to utilize the silver flames specifically used for refining elixirs and casting cauldrons in the Five Elements True Yuan Fire, so he could only waste it.

  But the Tianbao financial group has abundant funds, and it's not a problem to collect hundreds of thousands of years old ginseng and Linglong Zhuguo from all over the world. So Chu Yu doesn't have to worry that today's waste will lead to insufficient medicinal materials for alchemy in the future.

  With the dual cultivation, Chu Yu created a miracle of rapid progress. In just one week, he broke through his mid-term Lingdong cultivation to reach a level that was only a hair's breadth away from late-term Lingdong. If this were to happen in an ordinary sect, it would be unthinkable without at least a year or two of time. Of course, those who had received the Master's gift of spiritual elixirs and transmission of power were not included.

  "Huo Yun that old ghost is stirring up what on the other side of Qiantang River, just a small snake with 500 years of aura, yet it took him an entire week without any news......" Chu Yu had been waiting in the villa for this whole week also because he was waiting for Huo Yun to bring back the snake's tendon. He didn't want this old ghost to suddenly appear while he was attending school, if that really happened, then Chu Yu's "Xiao Yi" identity would be impossible to maintain anymore.

  "Never mind, this can't go on like this. He'll come when he wants to. After all this time, Chu Nian and Xiao Jing should have forgotten about what happened at the Jiangnan wine house. It's been a long time since I've seen those two little girls, it's actually quite nice to think of them. I'll go take a look."

  After making up his mind, Chu Yu hailed a taxi and rushed to CY Middle School. As it was almost time for school to let out, when Chu Yu entered the school gate, he found that the playground was packed with people, forming a large circle, occasionally bursting into exclamations of surprise, but he didn't know what they were doing.

  Curiosity is something everyone has, and even the great master of alchemy isn't an exception. Moreover, among the crowd, Chu Yu also caught sight of a lovely little girlfriend, Su Jingyi, who had two small braids tied up and was covering her mouth in surprise from time to time.

  Chu Yu squeezed into the crowd of onlookers and arrived beside Su Jingyi, who was leaning against the front row. A faint smile hung at the corner of his mouth as he gently patted Su's shoulder.

  "Xiao Yi... you've finally appeared." The girl's sweet smile inexplicably warmed Chu Yu's heart.

  Su Jingyi immediately grabbed Chu Yu's arm, although the action was a bit awkward, but in school she dared to do so, it was already quite bold. "You came just in time, today our school invited coaches and elite students from Baisheng Taekwondo Hall to perform at our school, it's really exciting! You quickly look, the performance hasn't ended yet."

  Following Su Jingyi's direction, the central area of the playground was divided into a large circle with a diameter of about 30 meters. Inside, more than ten people wearing Taekwondo uniforms were demonstrating various common moves in groups.

  Suddenly, a loud shout was heard, and a young man with a yellow belt around his waist chopped down with one palm, cutting the three wooden boards held by people in front of him into two pieces, winning applause from the students.

  "Is it really that amazing?" Chu Yu shook his head in dismay, thinking to himself, "With this level of skill, there are still people cheering... If I were to reveal the few sets of moves I created out of boredom during my early years, wouldn't it be earth-shattering? Never mind, let's keep a low profile. It's not easy for them to make a living in the martial arts world either. Let's not ruin their show."

  It's clear that in Chu Yu's eyes, these individuals who were at least yellow-belt level taekwondo practitioners were not much different from those wandering performers who made a living by showing off their skills...

  But other students' enthusiasm for Taekwondo far exceeded the school's expectations, with cheers and applause ringing out continuously, while the martial arts academy members also performed more energetically.

  "Next, we have invited the chief instructor of Baekseong Taekwondo Academy, 6th dan black belt Mr. Park Jung-eun to explain the spirit and essence of taekwondo." Principal Huang's voice rang out at the right time.

  As Principal Huang's voice fell, a middle-aged man with a black belt around his waist and piercing eyes walked out of the group of martial arts students who had stopped performing and were taking a break.

  "Fellow students, I am Park Jeong-eun from Korea. It's a great pleasure to be here with all of you to explain the essence of Taekwondo for martial arts and physical training."

  "Koreans can speak Mandarin so standard, it's amazing."

  "He's also very handsome, although he's a bit older..."

  "The outfit you're wearing is really stylish! I've decided, tomorrow I'll go sign up at the Boshin Dojo."

  A few high school girls with stars in their eyes were infatuated nearby.

  "Taekwondo is a martial art that pursues speed and power, emphasizing the use of strength to overcome strength, with both internal and external training...". The black belt instructor was boasting about Taekwondo's invincible strong and fierce techniques while performing several impressive kicking styles, flying kicks, knife-foot kicks, and spinning kicks. However, this sixth-degree black belt did have some real skills, his kicks were as swift as the wind, powerful and forceful, absolutely not comparable to those students from the martial arts school who were just showing off their fancy moves.

  "Fellow students, Taekwondo is called Kuk Sool in Korea. I believe that it will soon become the best choice for Chinese people to strengthen their bodies... In fact, according to our country's records, a part of Chinese martial arts evolved from Taekwondo..."

  "Full of nonsense, doesn't know what he's talking about." A sudden voice interrupted Park Jeong-eun's grand speech, the voice was not loud, but at a time when all the students were quietly listening to Park Jeong-eun's explanation, it was exceptionally jarring.

  "A skill that has plagiarized Chinese martial arts and dares to boast in front of its ancestors is truly shameless." A tall boy walked out from the crowd, raised his index finger and looked at Park Jeong-eun with a disdainful expression.