"Yes, this three-star technique is too simple. Even if you can cultivate it, its power will be limited."
Little Rascal pondered for a moment before saying, "However, I suggest that Ding Meng reconstruct it according to its internal parameters."
Ding Meng suddenly hesitated. "This … won't it conflict with our techniques?"
"It won't!"
Little Rascal immediately denied. "I've already examined it. Its internal structure is only the initial part of our origin, so it's completely identical. Even if it's different, you can still cultivate it as long as it's a technique of the same type. Ding Meng, you're already very familiar with the first three origin points. Why don't you practice it?"
Ding Meng nodded. "Okay, I'll give it a try."
In fact, he didn't even need to try. He just needed to focus his mind and mentally activate it. The internal structure of the three origin points was completed in just two seconds.
After all, there was no harm without comparison. The Origin of Heat Art didn't have any golden origin energy threads connecting the three origin points. It only formed a vague outline of a "vortex" between the three origin points. There was a faint flow of Origin Energy within it, but it was far inferior to the bright and pure "diamond mirror" of the Diamond Star Secret Art. It was easy to tell which of the two techniques was better.
"So you're saying that I've already mastered the 'Heat Source Skill'?" Ding Meng asked.
Little Rascal explained, "Actually, that's not a bad thing. You just need to use the Origin of Heat Art in the future so that others won't know your true technique. You should know by now that our Diamond Star Secret Art is too exaggerated. It won't be good if others see something wrong with it."
Ding Meng deeply agreed. His experience in the Black Gold Base had taught him the principle of "an ordinary man is innocent, but a man's wealth is his own ruin." When a boy was outside, he needed to learn how to protect himself.
After carefully observing the other three star techniques, Ding Meng came out of the sensing cabin. The data on the wristwatch showed that the students of Lissten Academy usually meditated for less than three hours. Exceeding this time limit would be the critical value. Exceeding the critical value would either cause brain damage or abnormal conditions.
"Let's keep a low profile."
Ding Meng didn't want to cause a commotion. Little Rascal had already calculated for him. With his current strength, he could meditate for five to six days in the sensing cabin. It was better to wait until he observed the fifth origin of the Diamond Star Technique before using it.
Therefore, the second floor of the training center was a hall dedicated to physical strength training. This floor was actually similar to the first floor of the Vast Dojo. There were students everywhere using all kinds of equipment, but the most popular one was still the boxing machine. After all, boxing techniques were popular among the mainstream.
This machine was almost the same as a treadmill. A person stood on the treadmill and faced a leather target directly in front of him. All he had to do was punch. The screen below would calculate the relevant data.
Ding Meng glanced at the wristwatch. According to the requirements of the school, as long as one was a combat-type origin ability user, the score for beginner origin ability users was 150 points, intermediate origin ability users were 300 points, advanced origin ability users were 600 points, and origin ability users were 1000 points.
Ding Meng chose a very remote corner. There were only two boxing machines by the window in the southeast. One of them was already in use, while the other was empty. He could go and try it out.
However, Ding Meng didn't know how to use this thing. Fortunately, the student next to the machine was very enthusiastic. "Hey, student, how are you? Is this your first time here? Let me help you turn it on."
"Thank you."
Ding Meng noticed that this enthusiastic student was a bit like a gigolo, but the score on the machine showed that his strength was quite good. 388 points, 378 points, 391 points, 385 points …
The average score was maintained around 380 points. Obviously, he had already reached the standard of an intermediate origin ability user. He was definitely trying to become an advanced origin ability user.
"Hehe, it's done. Student, you can practice now." The gigolo was very friendly. He even made an inviting gesture. "Oh?
What's my name?
My name is Xie Jian. You can call me Xiao Jian. I'm in the Southern District's fighting department's class 5. Ding Meng, which department are you in? "
Ding Meng was honest. "Western District's classical swordsmanship department."
"Western District?"
Xie Jian's expression turned pensive. The Western District was the worst of the four districts. He didn't mind that Ding Meng was a student of the Western District, but he had never heard of the Classical Swordsmanship Department. "Then which class are you in?"
Ding Meng said, "I think there's only one class, and I'm the only student in my class."
Xie Jian was dumbstruck. "Is … is this a new department the school created?"
It made sense for him to be so puzzled. The advanced training center was configured according to the different disciplines. For example, the fighting department's fighting department was basically all here. The data department's simulation room was mostly here. The armor department's material center was on the third floor, and the body tempering department's students had their corresponding gravity room on the fourth floor … In any case, all kinds of disciplines had their corresponding areas. The only thing he had never heard of was classical swordsmanship. If he wanted to practice cold weapons, he should go to the sensing hall on the fifth floor.
Just as Ding Meng was humbly asking Xie Jian for guidance, the hall on the second floor suddenly quieted down. The students who were practicing all stopped and looked toward the entrance.
In fact, Ding Meng also felt it. A relatively strong wave of energy had rushed in. The aura was very strange. It didn't seem like a human's aura, but rather a bit like a monster's.
He raised his head again and saw a group of students walking in with a two-meter tall giant. This giant was obviously a student, because he was wearing the school's uniform. However, this person had a fierce and fierce face, and he didn't look like a good person.
"Damn, it's … it's Zhu Fei." Xie Jian's face suddenly turned pale, and his voice trembled.
"Who's Zhu Fei?" Ding Meng was curious.
This Zhu Fei was a famous bully in the Listin Academy. He cultivated biochemical Origin Ability, which focused on refining genes. Once he cultivated to a certain level, he would be able to obtain the abilities of animals and monsters. However, he was too eager to succeed. God knows where he got his hands on an uncertified amplification drug, which caused the Origin Ability in his body to become chaotic. To put it simply, instead of improving his cultivation, he regressed. After passing four exams, he still wasn't able to become a warrior.
The Listin Academy's exams were held every two years. If he couldn't pass four exams, then he would have to wait eight years. Wasting eight years at the prime of his life, one could imagine that he wouldn't have any future prospects. This guy simply went all out and followed Lei Bao everywhere to collect protection fees. He bullied the weak and did a lot of bad things. When he went crazy, he even beat up a teacher.
Other students secretly read his name backwards: Fei Zhu, which was a homonym for "Fat Pig". This showed how much he hated Fei Zhu.
The school couldn't do anything about this guy. After all, he was an Origin Ability user. However, according to the rules, those who failed five exams would be automatically expelled. There was still half a year before the exam. This guy didn't go outside the school to make a living. Instead, he came here to cause trouble.
Xie Jian said that he was here to cause trouble, and it wasn't wrong at all. When Zhu Fei came in, someone immediately greeted him with a smile, "Brother Fei, long time no see."
"Get lost."
Zhu Fei stared at him. He reached out his hand and grabbed the back of the person's neck. Like a chicken, he casually threw him more than ten meters away. He hit a group of female students, and the hall was immediately filled with screams.
However, the screams quickly stopped because Zhu Fei turned on the virtual screen on his wrist and looked at the people in the hall. It seemed that he was here to look for someone.
"Don't look, don't look." Xie Jian quickly lowered his head, "I hope he's not here to look for us."