Class One no longer dared to gossip about Jiang Luokui. They were afraid she might suddenly pull off another shocking surprise.
Now, what they felt toward her was nothing but pure competitiveness.
Seeing this scene, Zhang Yao was a little surprised. She reminded them:
“Once you lock in your opponent, you can’t change it. I’d suggest choosing someone at a similar level—otherwise it may affect your final grade.”
Hearing that, Lin Zihan—who had wanted to team up with Jiang Luokui—immediately gave up.
She couldn’t even take care of a tomato seed. Better not drag Luokui down.
Might as well find another beginner and muddle through.
She grinned at Chu Zi’an. “Hey, wanna PK?”
Chu Zi’an had been worrying about who to choose. Seeing her approach, he nodded eagerly.
Zhang Yao then turned to the group surrounding Jiang Luokui.
“Are you sure you still want to pick this student?”
Li Jueming’s expression turned strange. Teacher Zhang… are you sure you’re asking the right people? Shouldn’t you be asking Jiang Luokui?
Jiang Luokui also looked innocent. “Yeah… are you sure you want me?”
The ten of them exchanged glances, then nodded firmly.
“As long as you’re willing, you can pick any of us.”
Betting their grades on this course, they had to figure out what was going on with Jiang Luokui. There was no way Class One would lose to the bottom-ranked student of Class Two.
That would be too humiliating!
“But my ability is only D-rank,” Jiang Luokui said, looking conflicted. Then she sighed. “Who among you has the lowest ability score? I’ll compete with them.”
Zhang Yao smiled and pointed to someone.
“Then He Zheng.”
He Zheng—Class One’s lowest, with an ability score of 67.
Two bottom-ranked students facing off—that seemed reasonable enough.
“Alright,” Zhang Yao continued. “Those who’ve found partners, pick a device and sit on opposite sides.”
Jiang Luokui gave He Zheng a meaningful smile.
“Please, He Zheng.”
“Good luck!”
“You’ve got to beat her!”
“Bring honor to Class One!”
Encouraged by his classmates, He Zheng took a deep breath and sat across from her, eyes full of determination.
“Wow, Class One looks fierce. Luokui, can you handle it?” Lin Zihan whispered.
Jiang Luokui replied calmly, “This class isn’t about ability rank.”
Even Zhang Yao wasn’t high-ranked.
From her introduction, it was clear—this course focused on ability utilization. Even a B-rank could lose to a D-rank if their control was poor.
Besides…
Resting her chin on her hand as she listened, Jiang Luokui smiled faintly.
After her cultivation improved, her ability had improved as well.
Honestly, she no longer knew what rank her ability would be.
A or B was unlikely—but C… maybe.
“The device in front of you is designed to train ability control,” Zhang Yao explained. “It consists of two receivers and two LED screens, capable of capturing even the slightest ability fluctuation in the air.”
“It supports various exercises, but today we’ll focus on output control.”
“Once your ability is input, a red and blue progress bar will appear. Whoever gets pushed to the end loses.”
She returned to the podium and activated all the machines.
“Important: this isn’t about outputting more power. In fact, it’s the opposite—the less ability you use, the faster your bar moves. If you go all out, your bar won’t move at all.”
Learning to control output was the first lesson for all ability users.
In a sense, finer control meant higher utilization.
The smaller the output you could maintain, the higher your efficiency.
“Now, create an account and input your test data. Let’s try a round.”
Jiang Luokui entered her information. Across from her, He Zheng leaned forward eagerly.
“Done? Want to try first?”
“Sure.”
Her utilization score from enrollment had been only 50%.
He Zheng’s was 57%.
Since her report had already been leaked on the forum, He Zheng trusted the data completely.
As fellow bottom-ranked students, he didn’t believe he was weaker.
How could Jiang Luokui improve that much in just a week?
He even suspected her rice success came from secretly consulting Professor Qian.
After all, Class One students preferred testing themselves first, while Class Two students—starting at a disadvantage—naturally relied more on teachers.
As others began training, many couldn’t help but glance at their screen.
Red bar: Jiang Luokui.
Blue bar: He Zheng.
At the start, both bars met at the center.
Progress: 0.
Zhang Yao walked over, intrigued.
“Focus. Feed your ability into the receiver steadily. Stability helps control output.”
Every 5% in utilization was a hurdle. Beyond 90%, even 1% improvement was extremely difficult.
In her previous life, Jiang Luokui had reached 91%.
Though she was rusty after reincarnating, daily practice in the fields had brought back familiarity.
He Zheng adjusted himself and said politely, “Shall we start?”
Jiang Luokui smiled gently.
“Let’s begin.”
The moment she spoke—
The blue bar surged forward first!
In an instant, He Zheng pushed her bar 10%.
But Jiang Luokui remained calm—steady as a veteran fishmonger.
Only after Lin Zihan gasped softly did she begin to act.
If He Zheng’s output was like a pen, Jiang Luokui’s was like a toothpick.
Slow—but incredibly stable.
Soon, He Zheng realized—
No matter how he adjusted, he couldn’t move her bar anymore.
How is this possible?
With 50% utilization, how could she have such control?!
Meanwhile, Jiang Luokui reflected calmly:
Still rusty… my utilization is probably around 80%, not 90%.
Otherwise, her output should be even finer.
I’ve been too rough lately. I need more practice.
The center value slowly shifted—
Blue → Red
0 → 10 → 50 → 100%!
The match ended in under five minutes.
Even Zhang Yao was surprised.
Was He Zheng that weak… or was Jiang Luokui that terrifying?
He Zheng froze. “I… I lost…”
But Class One grew even more excited.
So this was the reason she surpassed them?
Her utilization was far higher?!
A student with 65% utilization raised his hand eagerly.
“Teacher Zhang, I want to challenge Jiang too!”
Before Jiang Luokui could respond, Class Two protested:
“What are you doing? Teacher said no switching!”
“Stop targeting her! If you want a challenge, go fight Li Jueming!”
The student backed down awkwardly.
He Zheng, however, wasn’t convinced.
He felt he had just underperformed.
“Again?” he asked, full of fighting spirit.
Jiang Luokui agreed.
But reality was brutal.
Second round—she won again.
Even faster.
Third. Fourth. Fifth—
Each victory came quicker than the last.
By the final loss, He Zheng was completely crushed.
Jiang Luokui looked at him, still unsatisfied.
“One more?”
Is the testing device broken? This is D-rank?!
He Zheng wiped his face, unable to meet anyone’s eyes.
“N-no…”
Class One stared at the absurd scene, all thinking the same thing:
Is she… using He Zheng as a point-farming machine?!