"Oh! I heard a few days ago there was a memory prodigy who could read a page at a glance. Could it be this kid?"

"Hey, you poor kid, what's your name?"

No one responded. All the students perked up their ears when they heard Old Hu's voice.

They didn't know why the instructor was asking for a name, as it had never happened before.

"I'm talking to you, the one who just paid."

"Instructor, sorry, I'm not a poor kid anymore, so I didn't realize you were calling me."

"Student Huang Ye."

"Wow!" The meditating students all turned to look at Huang Ye. They had heard this name before.

Many students suspected his identity when they saw Huang Ye.

After all, the name "Huang Ye" had been quite dazzling a few days ago, and beating Jiang Yun wasn't considered much.

The internal skill class and the hidden weapons class were not on the same level, and Jiang Yun's strength was at the bottom of this class.

The academy's swordsmanship class and internal skill class were the two strongest classes, with all the experts concentrated in these two.

Huang Ye was famous for his memory, which was indeed astonishing.

They just didn't expect this guy to be so arrogant in the internal skill class, especially since Jiang Biao was a level five Martial Master.

He even had three Martial Masters under him, and his most loyal lackey, Zhou Kun, was at the peak of the Martial Apprentice realm.

Knowing that Huang Ye was the prodigious brain that amazed the academy, these people thought he was done for.

After class, this guy's head might be in trouble. He might even become the dumbest brain.

Old Hu suddenly realized, no wonder he could even be fooled by him. Losing this battle wasn't unjust, and his previously gloomy mood improved a lot.

Old Hu didn't say much. In this world, martial strength was valued over literature, and no matter how good the memory, it was useless.

A scholar is useless, not to mention one who likes to stir up trouble.

Alas! What a pity, having such a good brain but not using it for proper cultivation, just causing trouble.

Always thinking about petty things, what future could there be?

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Seeing that Old Hu was ignoring him, Huang Ye didn't bother to respond and continued to understand the textbook content on his own.

Old Hu's textbook was well-written and explained things clearly, but Huang Ye knew too little about the techniques, so there were many parts he couldn't understand.

When he asked the system to explain, it was also unclear, as these contents differed greatly from the internal skill heart techniques recorded in the system.

Huang Ye was learning the internal skill heart techniques just to learn the usage methods, not to cultivate True Qi.

The system didn't dare to forcefully give Huang Ye a standard answer.

When Huang Ye posed a question, the system usually provided several options for him to choose from.

Huang Ye understood this situation. Artificial intelligence had a strong learning ability, but it also needed a process.

The more references artificial intelligence had, the higher the accuracy.

This was also a double-edged sword. Artificial intelligence could never be perfect because it couldn't empathize.

So the system could only provide reference opinions, and the final decision was still up to him.

After less than half an hour, Huang Ye raised his hand again to start the questioning mode.

At first, Old Hu patiently answered a couple of times, but seeing Huang Ye keep asking questions, he became a bit impatient.

"Kid, don't keep asking questions. It will affect others' meditation. Ask after class if you have any questions."

Huang Ye was not having it. This old man held grudges too much. It's not even class time now, so why can't he answer questions?

He could wait until after class, but he couldn't. That would waste a whole day.

With a quick thought, "Instructor, I have a way not to disturb others."

After saying that, he ran over to Old Hu's side and sat down on the ground.

Old Hu was dumbfounded looking at him. This kid was shameless. Is this how you ask questions?

Huang Ye didn't care what Old Hu thought, adjusted his volume to 20 decibels, and continued asking questions.

Old Hu wanted to kick him away, but seeing his serious attitude, he gave up on the idea.

There was no choice, as he had just given himself away. Huang Ye's voice was so low that only he could hear it, and it didn't disturb the other students' meditation.

However, he was really not used to speaking softly. After all, he was an instructor, and speaking loudly had become a habit.

After answering a few questions softly, he directly took Huang Ye to the back hall.

The feeling of speaking loudly was great, and he could even curse a bit. Cursing softly didn't feel satisfying.

Huang Ye saw this as a rare opportunity and kept throwing out questions.

There were his own questions and those the system entrusted him to ask.

He didn't have many personal questions, as his brain was far inferior to artificial intelligence.

The system scanned all the pages and analyzed and deduced them at a speed of billions of calculations per second.

Even ten thousand Huang Ye couldn't match the system's speed.

Huang Ye's questions became increasingly complex, involving internal skill cultivation methods from his previous life, making Old Hu struggle to answer.

However, Old Hu's strength was indeed extraordinary, and he could explain most of the difficult questions.

There were also a few questions that made him ponder deeply, unable to answer for a while.

Old Hu genuinely admired Huang Ye's super brain. This guy had just read through once, and the questions he raised covered the entire book.

There were also many questions that went beyond the syllabus, which even he didn't understand.

If his cultivation talent were also good, it would be unimaginable. It seemed having a good brain indeed greatly aided cultivation.

Old Hu felt that Huang Ye's thinking was also very open, and he felt he gained something in certain aspects while answering questions.

Such a student was terrifying. He hadn't had a breakthrough in many years, remaining at the peak of the Martial King.

The reason for being stuck wasn't due to technique issues but because he had suffered severe injuries in his prime, leading to a decline in strength and increased difficulty in breaking through.

Now he had the theory but his body couldn't keep up, unless his theory reached a new height, he had no chance of breaking through.

And this day's teaching surprisingly gave him hope for a breakthrough.

Although he wasn't sure where Huang Ye's out-of-syllabus questions came from, some of what he said made sense.

"Instructor, do you know about cultivation techniques?"

"Of course, but knowing doesn't help. Cultivators and we martial artists are completely different systems."

"I read a cultivation technique once. It talked about the Spiritual Energy of heaven and earth and elements, which don't exist in our martial artists' bodies."

"Oh, you've read a cultivation technique?"

"Yes, there's one in the academy."

"How does our Martial Arts Academy have a cultivation technique?"

Huang Ye thought to himself, it seems his prediction was correct; there really is a cultivation technique here.

"It's not a very good technique. That technique was a trophy, taken by a former dean long ago after killing a rogue cultivator who committed many crimes."

"That dean must have been very powerful."

"Yes, he was at the peak of Martial Emperor, but that rogue cultivator wasn't weak either, already a Primordial Yang Realm cultivator."

"Instructor, can I see that technique?"

"No, although it's in the Scripture Repository, it's not open to the public."

"Why not let us study it?"

"Hehe, the dean worries that the technique is an evil cultivation technique because that rogue cultivator committed several major crimes in Silver Moon City, and he suspects there's something wrong with the technique."

"Then how did you get to see it?"