Journey to the West: Life Simulation of Sun Wukong

"Zhang Manman, how long have you been practicing your punches here?" Su Jie asked curiously.

"About half a year," Zhang Manman replied casually.

"Half a year?"

Su Jie was somewhat surprised. Just half a year and already accumulating such rich experience was truly remarkable.

"If you practiced for half a year, you could be similar to me," Zhang Manman sized up Su Jie, "However, it seems you don't have that much time."

"That is true."

Su Jie knew, compared to others, he was still a high school student, and once this summer vacation ended, he would have to report back to high school. Perhaps only during vacations could he come to Minglun to study.

Moreover, even if he continued to enroll in training classes, he would need to save money.

Fortunately, winning here meant he could earn a prize.

Su Jie estimated that as long as he won daily for the rest of the time, he could save enough for the next winter vacation's training fees.

After chatting idly with Zhang Manman for a while, Su Jie returned to the Minglun Martial School academy.

By then, it was afternoon.

Su Jie first went back to the dorm to meet Jos, then they went to class together.

Jos had a sharp eye and noticed something different about Su Jie. He seemed less timid and more courageous: "Did you really go to fight?"

"Yes," Su Jie did not hide it, "I fought nine matches, won one, and earned a thousand yuan as prize money."

"Nine matches!?"

Jos was astonished, "Is your stamina that good?"

Ordinary martial artists would be exhausted after just two or three matches.

Su Jie thought about it and said, "My opponents were all quite friendly, feeding me moves before finishing the match and then defeating me."

Jos thoughtfully said, "I see, it seems you were lucky. In Minglun's competitions, opponents generally don't knock out with one punch for the sake of showmanship, apart from the rules, there's also a reason to make the matches more entertaining."

"But you were really very lucky!"

Jos emphasized the luck twice.

Because he had also fought before, and the opponents he encountered hardly ever spared him.

Su Jie felt some sympathy.

He guessed that the reason Jos's opponents were so ruthless could very likely be due to Jos's skin color.

The issue of discrimination has existed since ancient times.

Even within the same ethnicity, based on different regions and environments, distinctions are made between Southerners and Northerners, and among people for their professions or educational backgrounds.

Not to mention someone like Jos, who was Black.

In the classroom, Zhao Xinglong arranged for the students to enter the Taixu Illusory Realm again for simulation and practice, whereas Su Jie did not enter, but stood in the Eight Extremes Pile, gesturing with his hands in heart intent, and based on that, he mimicked various hand skills.

He was summarizing his boxing experience from this morning.

"Chu Tiange?"

All of a sudden, Zhao Xinglong's voice interrupted Su Jie's movements.

"Instructor."

At this moment, the other students had entered the Taixu Illusory Realm, only Su Jie and Zhao Xinglong, who had just come out, were still awake.

"Instructor, can you teach me the Eight Extremes Thunder Fist now?" Su Jie was somewhat expectant.

"I've said before, as long as you have mastered the Eight Extremes Fist, I will teach the Eight Extremes Thunder Fist, I naturally won't go back on my word," Zhao Xinglong said. "Although your Chu Tiange has only actions, you've made it look quite decent when combined with the breathing of my Eight Extremes Fist, but such integration isn't something you should be doing at your age.

Don't be too ambitious."

"Indeed, you do have a gift that is incomparable to ordinary people."

This was also what surprised Zhao Xinglong.

This Su Jie had no talent in deep sleep, but in the realm of boxing and fist techniques, he was incredibly gifted, and his active thinking was not without its benefits.

Suitable for pursuing the martial arts path of boxing.

Su Jie scratched his head, a bit embarrassed by Zhao Xinglong's praises.

"Come with me."

Zhao Xinglong walked out of the classroom, and Su Jie quickly followed.

Passing the classroom corridor, they went to the office.

It was quite spacious inside, with only a desk. Behind the desk was a huge bookshelf, filled with all sorts of books.

From the classics of the three teachings to modern science, everything was available.

Then, he saw Zhao Xinglong take out two peculiar cards from a drawer.

Why peculiar?

Because they emitted an unusual halo, looking like a continuously rotating Uzumaki.

Su Jie asked, "Instructor, what is this?"

Zhao Xinglong handed one over and said, "This is an identity card for entering the Taixu Illusory Realm."

"The Taixu Illusory Realm? Isn't it the portable helmet type?" Su Jie was surprised that Minglun Martial School had another way to enter the Taixu Illusory Realm.

"Through it, you can enter the Taixu Illusory Realm with your flesh body."

"With the flesh body?"

Before Su Jie could react, two beams of white light emerged from the vortex on the two cards, enveloping them both.

Whoosh—

The figures of the two men vanished from the office.

Blue sky, white clouds.

Green waters, blue mountains.

When Su Jie opened his eyes, he found himself in a beautifully scenic spot, with no one else around except for himself and Zhao Xinglong.

"Is this my physical body entering the Taixu Illusory Realm?" Su Jie felt his own body, comparing it to the first time his mind had entered and could not discern any difference.

From this, he concluded that the physical body evolved in the Taixu Illusory Realm by the mind was indistinguishable from the real physical body in the outside world.

There might be differences, but at his current level, he could not feel them.

Zhao Xinglong said, "My Eight Extremes Thunder Fist is an B-grade martial art evolved from the Taixu Thunder Seal transmitted to me by the principal. It requires the actual body since the mind melds with physical abilities, not just a physically manifested body through the mind."

"At your level, you cannot yet feel the difference between a real body and a body physically manifested by the mind in this Taixu Illusory Realm, but the real body possesses absolute physical capability."

Upon hearing this, Su Jie immediately understood.

The physically manifested body by the mind demonstrates "physical capability" that is more enduring than the real body because the power of the human mind is unlimited, and the Taixu Illusory Realm is rumored to contain spiritual energy, allowing this mind-manifested physical body to exist longer.

In the Taixu Illusory Realm, the physically manifested body by the mind might seem indistinguishable from the real body in terms of authenticity, but when martial arts reach B-grade, it involves merging the mind with physical capabilities.

The body manifested purely by the mind, although capable of cultivation, has different physical capabilities and is very prone to deviation when practiced in the outside world.

This means it's difficult to maintain control.

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Therefore, the physical body needs to enter the Taixu Illusory Realm together.

"Is this world really created by Principal Sun Shisheng?" Su Jie couldn't help asking, "To be able to create such a space, he is almost indistinguishable from a god."

Zhao Xinglong nodded, "If you want to think of it that way, sure. But you'd better not directly call the principal by his real name. At his level, he can form connections with everything in the universe. Calling his name directly would be sensed by him."

"Although the principal, by his nature, wouldn't mind, the proper respect is still needed unless—"

"You one day reach the level of the principal or even the vice-principal."

Speaking of vice-principals, Su Jie felt that Minglun Martial School seemed to have quite a few vice-principals.

Normally, schools have one principal and one vice-principal.

But Minglun?

One principal, multiple vice-principals.

Zhao Xinglong returned to this topic, "It's simple, our masters are basically at the same level, there isn't much difference between them, and our Minglun is different from other schools, so are the rules."

Su Jie nodded, this was one of the aspects he respected most about Minglun.

"Enough small talk, let's start learning the Eight Extremes Thunder Fist."

Zhao Xinglong took a horse stance, his chest heaving and sinking, every inch of his muscles, tendons, and bones vibrated rhythmically, even crackling loudly.

It wasn't just the physical tremors, but white electrical arcs wrapped around his body.

His body pulsated as if breathing, devouring the energy inside the Taixu Illusory Realm—

This was the Embryonic Breathing!

Although Su Jie was not in the Embryonic Breathing Realm, he could sense that Zhao Xinglong's state was typical of Embryonic Breathing, able to draw spiritual energy from the surroundings to replenish himself.

"This is the standing method of the Eight Extremes Thunder Fist, the Eight Extremes Thunder Pile!"

After the demonstration, Zhao Xinglong proudly said, "Although my spiritual cultivation has not reached the Embryonic Breathing, by relying on this pile, I can temporarily achieve the ability required for Embryonic Breathing to draw spiritual energy and temper the physique."

"Compared to various substances rich in impurities that the human body cannot digest, spiritual energy is the best supplement for the body."

"Unfortunately, you can only learn the thunderous sound of this pile method; the complete state can only be cultivated in the Taixu Illusory Realm."

Su Jie puzzled, "Why?"

Zhao Xinglong said, "At the Embryonic Breathing Realm, one can draw spiritual energy from the second dimension for cultivation, but the outside world has a fatal flaw— the spiritual energy in the second dimension around Earth is extremely low! It's almost non-existent!"

Su Jie thought about it and said, "But I heard that cultivating Taiji rice can increase spiritual energy?"

Zhao Xinglong said, "Indeed it can, but it would take millenia, even hundreds of millions of years for the spiritual energy to fully recover, and that doesn't include the amount consumed by people inherently breathing on Earth."

Su Jie suddenly realized.

No wonder Minglun said, the future of mankind lies in the starry seas.

Earth is simply too small.

Next, Zhao Xinglong personally taught Su Jie how to cultivate and adjust his stance and conditioning, allowing him to quickly master the Eight Extremes Thunder Pile.

In the moment he mastered it, Su Jie entered a meditative state and even absorbed the pseudo-spiritual energy within the Taixu Illusory Realm.

Zhao Xinglong remarked, "This kid really has a talent for boxing."

Of course, that's also his own brilliance.

Others who want to learn the Eight Extremes Thunder Fist must first master the Eight Extremes Fist, otherwise he wouldn't teach them.

At that moment, the only thought in Su Jie's mind was—

This thirty thousand yuan was well spent!

In the time that followed, Zhao Xinglong taught him the combat methods of the Eight Extremes Thunder Fist, which not only allows full-body exercise in combination with the Eight Extremes Thunder Pile but is also applicable in actual combat.

Su Jie learned very seriously, not daring to slack off in the slightest.