Study Monster Cultivation System

Chapter 191 - 190 Physics Jianghu

Although Jiang Qinghua and Li Zheng had already crossed the finish line, the physical education class continued.

After all groups finished running, except for the fifth group known as the Fallen Sect, the rest of the students also collapsed on the playground.

Qiao Sheng stood in the center, looking at the score sheet, and began to lecture brazenly.

"Look at this, look at these scores, they’re all shit."

"Out of the boys from two classes, only three are excellent."

"You guys just lack exercise!"

"Jiang Qinghua, Li Zheng, Yang Rui, you three no longer need to run, just go straight to get basketballs when class starts."

The boys sprawling on the ground inevitably looked at these three with envious glances.

From now on, their PE class would be equivalent to playing basketball.

However, Li Zheng suddenly raised his hand and said, "No, I want to run."

"..." Qiao Sheng swallowed his spit and then said, "Then you run..."

Jiang Qinghua quickly followed, "I will run too."

Qiao Sheng looked at the two sardonically, then turned his head to look at the girls playing aimlessly on the basketball court, and cursed again, "Are you fuckers just lusting after girls?"

Jiang Qinghua nodded earnestly, "No, Teacher Qiao, running is more interesting than girls."

"Yeah, I like to run," Li Zheng chimed in, "especially competing with Jiang Qinghua."

"Fine, fine..." Qiao Sheng was at a loss for words, then turned to the other classmate who finished the run under 3 minutes and 20 seconds, "What about you, Yang Rui? Are you still going to run?"

"Huh?"

Yang Rui, who was still secretly delighted about basketball, was instantly confused: "It’s none of my business, Teacher Qiao..."

Qiao Sheng smiled crookedly and made a mark on the roster: "Forget it, it’s no fun for you to play basketball alone. You run too."

"Ah! I worked so hard to get an excellent score."

Amidst laughter, Qiao Sheng waved his arm.

"Have you all rested enough? They three can go play basketball, the rest of you come over and practice the long jump."

The boys from both classes immediately lost their ability to laugh.

Liu Xin led the shouts, "That’s not right, Teacher Qiao, how can we jump with our legs like this?"

"What, you can play basketball but can’t long jump?" Qiao Sheng scolded, "You don’t know shit. Practicing now is the most effective. Have you fuckers ever studied sports science?"

Amidst a chorus of lament, the boys were forced to get up, about to go to the long jump area.

At that moment, someone suddenly tugged Liu Xin and then pointed towards the entrance of the playground.

Lui Xin looked in that direction and saw Liu Xiaodong, who had just left the teaching building, apparently picking his teeth, probably ate too many fruits.

But that wasn’t important...

He immediately turned back and exchanged glances with a few boys.

It was an unspoken understanding between men.

After confirming through eye contact, Liu Xin immediately raised his hand and said, "Teacher Qiao, I suddenly feel like taking a shit."

"Shit your mom’s shit!" Qiao Sheng turned around and cursed, "And ’suddenly,’ who the hell are you trying to fool?"

Another boy raised his hand, "Teacher Qiao, I also feel like it."

Then Yang Rui followed, "Me too, Teacher Qiao."

Four or five boys consequently raised their hands, obviously on purpose.

Qiao Sheng’s anger was immediately flared up.

He yelled with an unprecedented loud voice:

"Hey! You fuckers trying to rebel or something?"

No sooner had he finished yelling than the boys all lowered their heads and fell silent, as if trying hard not to laugh, their bodies trembling.

He, Qiao Sheng, had never been humiliated like this before, and his anger surged to his head.

"Laugh your mom’s laugh, laugh again and all of you fuckers will go run laps!"

No sooner had he spoken.

"Cough!" An equally fierce cough came through.

Qiao Sheng shivered and turned around.

At the entrance of the playground, a man with a stern face waved from afar, "Little Qiao, come here a minute."

"Holy fuck..." Qiao Sheng immediately deflated, rubbed the back of his head, and scurried over, hastily bowing and bustling.

"Hahaha!" Liu Xin finally burst into laughter, then shouted, "Brothers, grab the basketball."

"Who brought one?"

"We’re not going to steal from the girls, are we?"

"Thrilling!"

"Let’s go."

Afterward, Liu Xiaodong lectured Qiao Sheng for a full 20 minutes.

The keywords were nothing but model schools, campus civility, catchphrases, and professional titles, repeated over and over in circles.

By the time Qiao Sheng came back, rubbing his head, everyone had disappeared.

Glancing at his watch, he saw that class was about to end in a few minutes.

Looking at the students running around playing basketball, Qiao Sheng also rubbed his neck and ended up laughing as well.

"This motherf*cker...each generation is crazier than the last..."

Although playing basketball was a great way to relax, Li Zheng hadn’t gone; instead, he had taken advantage of class time to monopolize the men’s restroom on the second floor of the teaching building early on.

Bathing and changing clothes.

This was because the long-anticipated sacred moment was almost upon him.

After the next break, he would be at the starting point of the physics competition.

At Teacher Tao’s office, the first competition training session would unfold.

Li Zheng had waited for this moment for far too long.

So much so that his entire being was pervaded by the scent of chemistry.

For the upcoming moment, he had to ensure the cleanliness of both body and spirit.

Of course, bathing and changing were a bit exaggerated.

It was essentially sneaking into the classroom and wiping his exposed skin with Xiaoke’s wet wipes.

As Li Zheng was halfway through his cleaning, Jiang Qinghua also arrived.

After all, he had his reasons for monopolizing the restroom.

The two exchanged smiles and each started wiping what they needed to clean in their respective spaces.

"By the way, Qinghua," Li Zheng said to the mirror, carefully wiping his hairline, afraid of damaging the follicles, "Lin Yujing’s level in physics must be terrifying by now, right?"

"I’m not really sure," Jiang Qinghua said with his head down, "anyway, every time she talks with Teacher Tao, I can’t understand a single word."

"Hmm..." Li Zheng muttered, "In that case, let’s just discuss the problems together and ignore her, so we don’t get hurt."

"Ah?" Jiang Qinghua exclaimed in surprise, "In my mind, it was supposed to be you two discussing the problems and ignoring me."

"That’s impossible..." Li Zheng said gloomily, leaning on the washbasin, and sighed, "Discussing with her would only lead to my intelligence being mocked. I can already imagine her rolling her eyes and saying ’Hmm, you can’t even do this’."

"That... doesn’t sound too scary, does it?"

"No, I’m still too weak now, I can’t reveal my strength and give her the chance to bully me," Li Zheng finally washed his hands and turned to walk out, "let’s just get stronger together and strive to catch up to her level as soon as possible."

"I... actually... don’t have that goal..." Jiang Qinghua had just finished speaking when he sighed to himself, "Forget it, I enjoyed running today anyway. I’ll be your physics running mate for a while,"

"Thank you, you’re a good person."

"Don’t just say things like that..."

...

Returning to the classroom, there was still no bell for the end of class.

It was still too early to go to Teacher Tao’s office.

So Li Zheng sneaked out his phone.

As the group owner of the Dragon Pearl Group.

He never really managed it.

The diligent administrators were always busy with this and that.

Li Zheng didn’t even qualify as reigning behind the curtain.

But screen peeking, he did frequently.

He had already confirmed that the Dragon Pearl Group had its seasonal trends.

During the Chem Competitions, not only would everyone discuss chemistry, but they would also change their profile pictures and nicknames to something related to chemistry.

And after the Chem Competitions ended, the winds of physics were gradually blowing in.

Unlike chemistry, there were even more physics enthusiasts, and their interests were deeper.

The debate had already reached a fever pitch.

[Qi Sect’s Yue Buqun: The physical picture is the origin of all things!]

[Sword Sect’s Feng Buping: The Qi Sect’s dogs are pretentiously mysterious. Mathematical techniques are the core! Every physical process is made up of differentiation and integration.]

[Ming Sect’s Persian Headquarter: The Mount Hua Sect are all trash. Follow me to sweep through Russian Sacred Fire problems, and the national gold will naturally come our way.]

[Yue Nu Ah Qing (?): What was my specialty again...]

[Dali Cobalt’s Duan Yu (Cobalt God): All Hail!]

[Xiaoyao Sect’s Wu Yaizi (Zhuo): How dare you share the surname Duan?]

[Zhuo was muted by the admin for 10 minutes.]

Li Zheng watched this series of conflicts unfolding and, without a doubt, his eyes widened in amazement.

Also, does nobody have classes to attend?

After some searching, Li Zheng finally found a group document titled "Choose Your Own Physics Sect."

This document was also crafted by a master and was very suitable for beginners to get started—

[With the physics competition imminent, the jianghu conflicts arise once again]

[The swords and blades are blind, to avoid accidental harm, please align with your stance and join the major sects timely]

[1: Mount Hua Qi Sect]

[Using qi to control the sword, solving problems with physical images as the foundation.]

[Somewhat esoteric in meaning, one must achieve a certain level of inner strength (physical analysis ability) to comprehend the way.]

[Now sparsely populated and suppressed by the Sword Sect.]

[2: Mount Hua Sword Sect]

[Of all the weapons in the world, the sword is the most honored, just as in physics competitions, mathematical computation is the most honored.]

[The Sword Sect is one that emphasizes sword techniques (mathematical computation) over inner strength (physical images).]

[The Sword Sect’s cultivation is very straightforward and brutal, even physics newcomers can immediately start learning the fail-safe beginner Mount Hua sword techniques (calculus).]

[However, although progression in the Sword Sect is rapid early on, it will soon hit a bottleneck. Very few truly master it.]

[3: Shaolin Temple]

[Those who enter Shaolin first cultivate their mind and then their martial arts.]

[Temple entrance requirements: no obsession, no partiality to a specific subject, the skilled do not show off, and strive for steady progress.]

[Method of cultivation: delve into the Sutra Depository and according to the syllabus, study each physics textbook one by one and solve sets of problems without seeking quantity or speed, only the most correct path.]

[However, this takes too much time.]

[Therefore, only those who start from the Child Practice (middle school) stage and persist can make a name for themselves in the jianghu.]

[4: Ming Sect]

[To join Ming Sect, there are no prerequisites nor reasons needed, only to follow these three things—]

[Solve problems, solve problems, and solve more problems.]

[Among them, a branch that specializes in solving Russian problems is known as Persian Headquarter. Their strength is hard to estimate and not necessarily high, but they are sure to be tricky when solving problems.]

[Ming Sect is also recognized as a heretical path, with many falling into despair during their problem-solving journey and then retiring from the jianghu.]

[But those who break through are bound to be strong.]

[5: Xiaoyao Sect & Lingjiu Palace]

...

[The titles of various sects are limited. Esteemed masters, please claim them quickly.]

[Based on the discussions and votes of the group’s masters, the following titles have been officially sanctioned by the officials—]

[Ah Qing—Wu Shu]

[No one has seen Ah Qing or knows what martial arts she uses.]

[Across the jianghu, there are only legends of her single-handedly toppling an army with just her sword.]

[All Hail.]

[Feng Qingyang—Gu Jianfeng]

[Gu Jianfeng, known as the Wind God, was selected for the national math competition team in his third year of middle school. He moves unpredictably, competing only by chance.]

[Legends say his swordsmanship (mathematics) has reached the realm where no moves beat moves; he can look at any physics problem and turn it into a math problem, then give a nonchalant stroke for the answer.]

[Just like Feng Qingyang, the Wind God has unparalleled swordsmanship but shows little interest in the conflicts of the jianghu, living a reclusive life.]

[By the way, Wind God got the guaranteed admission to Ji University in middle school...]

[Also worth mentioning, Wind God is 15 this year...the top student in Ren Da Fu Early Training Class...]

[Xiaoyao Sect’s Wu Yaizi—Ou Xingzhuo]

[Can’t be bothered with this guy, let’s just leave it at that.]

...

Li Zheng watched these tales of academic competitions.

He was drooling.

Damn, this is so my thing.

Sword Sect, Qi Sect, all that crap.

It’s either Shaolin or Ming Sect.

Li Zheng scrolled all the way to the end of the document, and there weren’t many characters left to claim—

[The following titles are still available, experts please help yourselves.]

[You Tan, Song Qing Shu, Yin Zhi Ping, Xu Zhu...]

Dammit, why are they all like this...

Seeing this list, Li Zheng had no choice but to take on [Xu Zhu] and change his ID.

[Shaolin Temple’s Xu Zhu (Li Zheng): Seniors, the little monk has arrived.]

This phrase, without a doubt,

is very embarrassing.

But Li Zheng is a serious person, if he is going to play Xu Zhu, he has to start earnestly from the bottom of Shaolin Temple and work his way up to enlightenment.

[Mount Heng Sect’s Zuo Lengchan: Beauty God is being modest...]

[Emei Sect’s Guo Xiang: Li Zheng, you’re being way too low-key, how about we discuss this and just give him Bodhidharma, okay?]

[Shaolin Temple’s Xu Zhu: Guo Donor flatters me too much, the little monk doesn’t know any martial arts yet. No more messing around, off to the Sutra Depository I go.]

[Xiaoyao Sect’s Wu Yaizi (Zhuo): @Shaolin Temple’s Sweeping Monk, you can make your entrance now.]

[Shaolin Temple’s Sweeping Monk: !!! Xu Zhu, little monk, don’t run, the old monk has several tens of pounds of secret manuals here, and I see that you have an exceptional physique, how about selling them to you cheap for 200 yuan!]

At the same time as Sweeping Monk spoke, he posted pictures of two huge stacks of physics textbooks.

They really did look about 50 pounds.

This Sweeping Monk must be a top competitor from the previous year, and these textbooks would be of no use to him now.

Li Zheng examined them more closely, and they were indeed all textbooks needed for physics competitions.

Though he already had a few of them, purchasing the rest would cost several thousand yuan at least.

[Shaolin Temple’s Xu Zhu: Sweeping master, are these secret manuals shipped for free?]

[Shaolin Temple’s Sweeping Monk: They’re too heavy, can’t afford to ship them, you have to come to my loft to get them...]

[Shaolin Temple’s Xu Zhu: That’s fine, please trouble the master for an address, I’ll have my abbot father, Master Xuan Ci, drive there to pick them up.]

The Sweeping Monk quickly sent an address.

At the same time, he couldn’t help but tease.

[Shaolin Temple’s Sweeping Monk: Xu Zhu, little monk, are we getting a little too into our roles?]

[Yue Nu Ah Qing: Haha, just like that, it’s quite fun.]

[Shaolin Temple’s Xu Zhu: Then the little monk will go recite scriptures, and I hope everyone will immerse themselves in this communicative environment to build a great era of physics together.]

[Xiaoyao Sect’s Wu Yaizi: Then make me a manager.]

[Shaolin Temple’s Xu Zhu: Farewell, donor.]

The group chat calmed down, and the bell for end of class also rang.

Unwittingly, Li Zheng found himself bearing the additional responsibility of promoting a proper academic atmosphere.

We mustn’t let Sword Sect and Qi Sect’s unorthodox methods become mainstream.

As for Feng Qingyang, he’s also worth paying attention to.

15 years old, won national competitions in middle school, entered the national training team...

Speaking of which, just how many monsters are there at Ren Da Fu?

It’s just a pity that this person rarely chats in the group, probably a dull person, not nearly as delightful as Shi Yang.