Wang Dashan was even more excited than Ling Feng and personally mixed paints for him, even opening a bottle of nutrient water and letting Ling Feng take a few sips first.

Ling Feng felt conflicted.

Several times he wanted to speak but hesitated. After finishing the nutrient water, holding a paintbrush dipped in color, he pondered for a moment and began painting on the tunnel wall.

Ling Feng understood that if his graffiti didn't relate to the spear technique, Wang Dashan would surely be disappointed later.

No matter what, this man treated him like family, even bringing two cases of nutrient water for him. Even if he wanted to earn Coasting Along Value to improve his strength, he couldn't disregard Wang Dashan's feelings.

So he painted seriously, thinking all the while, until finally a scene appeared in his mind that could reflect spear technique, meet the graffiti requirements, earn Coasting Along Value, yet not hurt Wang Dashan deeply.

Wang Dashan stood on the side, filled with anticipation, attentively watching every stroke Ling Feng painted.

Gradually, he saw Ling Feng first paint a patch of green grass on the wall, at which point he felt a bit confused.

What does green grass have to do with the spear technique?

But he held back from asking.

Afraid of disturbing Ling Feng's train of thought.

A moment later, in the green grass, many watermelons and vines appeared. It turned out Ling Feng was painting a melon field.

What does a melon field have to do with spear techniques?

He held back from asking again.

Afraid of disturbing Ling Feng's train of thought.

At this point, Ling Feng added black paint, and in the melon field appeared a honey badger, or more accurately, a weasel stealing watermelons.

Wang Dashan felt even more confused.

Anxious but held back from asking, fearing to disturb Ling Feng's train of thought.

Suddenly, Ling Feng's brush took a sharp turn.

He painted a gun hovering above the melon field, pointing straight at the weasel.

Wang Dashan began to feel a bit excited.

Was the true understanding of the spear technique, the pure perception of spear skills, about to appear?

Soon, he saw a hand appear on the gun, the arm extending to become a young man wearing a white shirt over a red garment, with a purple belt, posing as if about to stab the weasel with the spear.

The young man glared angrily.

He lifted the long spear, as if charging in from outside the melon field.

Wang Dashan widened his eyes, examining the young man from multiple angles, but for some reason, felt the spear in the young man's hand resembled a farming steel fork.

Everything in the painting seemed unrelated to the spear technique.

But Ling Feng's serious and focused demeanor left him uncertain; although his strength far exceeded Ling Feng's, transforming a skill through cultivation was beyond him.

So he took Ling Feng's ideas very seriously.

"Alright."

Ling Feng checked the time.

Completing this grand work actually took a whole day; it was time to go home.

He wrote the theme in the corner.

Runtu Stabbing the Weasel!

"Stabbing the weasel?"

Wang Dashan furrowed his brows, trying to decipher the extraordinary insights of spear techniques from the painting but saw every detail clearly, racking his brain, unable to find any insights related to spear techniques.

But Ling Feng had cultivated basic spear skills to the point of transformation, witnessed by him personally, so at this moment, Wang Dashan dared not speak recklessly, afraid of misjudging.

"Principal, it's getting late. Let's call it a day, I have to head back first."

Ling Feng said.

"Uh, okay then, we'll continue tomorrow."

Wang Dashan nodded.

Ling Feng walked out of the tunnel.

Quickly checked the change in his Coasting Along Value.

Coasting Along Value: 33

Wang Dashan's strength was unfathomable, not a master of spear skills, but he had killed alien races and extraterrestrial creatures; his guidance was particularly valuable, so focusing on graffiti in his class suddenly earned Ling Feng 33 points of Coasting Along Value.

"If I continue to coast along with graffiti in Principal Wang's class, could I gain unexpected abilities, even more terrifying than the all-weather breathing and exhaling ability?"

"After all, Principal Wang's strength is far superior to Teacher Yang, earning me 33 points of Coasting Along Value on the first day."

Ling Feng felt restless inside.

Following Wang Dashan for cultivation, he felt unsettled yet overjoyed.

A while later, Ling Feng returned to the West Warehouse District.

Yang Liru and Hong Lixin were very curious and went into the tunnel to find Wang Dashan.

Wang Dashan wished he could press his face against Runtu, trying to feel the charm of Runtu's spear thrust.

In deep thought, he felt Ling Feng's painting had nothing to do with spear techniques.

"Principal, how did Ling Feng perform?"

Yang Liru asked.

"Why is there an extra piece of graffiti here?"

Hong Lixin wondered.

"Ling Feng painted it. While I guided him in cultivation, he suddenly said he had a spear technique storm in his head and had to record it, so he made this painting."

Wang Dashan explained.

"Runtu Stabbing the Weasel?"

Yang Liru saw the title.

"Runtu, who?"

Hong Lixin was even more puzzled.

"You all have more contact with Ling Feng. Take a look together and see what insights you can glean from this painting?"

Wang Dashan suggested.

Then Yang Liru and Hong Lixin widened their eyes and looked carefully. The more they stared, the more confused they became.

"So, what do you think?"

A while later, Wang Dashan inquired.

"Uh... let Professor Hong give his thoughts first!"

Yang Liru didn't dare to speak hastily, afraid of making a wrong judgment and being laughed at by Wang Dashan later.

"Uh, well... um, how about, Principal, you go first."

Hong Lixin was also worried about being laughed at.

"You all can't see any flavor of spear technique either, can you?"

Wang Dashan asked with a furrowed brow.

"Yes."

Yang Liru and Hong Lixin exchanged glances and nodded decisively.

"That's strange. Could that kid have played me all day?"

Wang Dashan had an ominous feeling.

Upon hearing this, Yang Liru and Hong Lixin were taken aback. Considering Ling Feng's past behavior, they thought it might be possible, but if Ling Feng dared to toy with Wang Dashan, his courage would be too great.

But thinking about Ling Feng's ability to cultivate basic spear techniques to the point of transformation, to avoid wronging a good person, Yang Liru suggested: "Principal, why not show this painting to Master Zhuge? Being a master of spear techniques, if there are any insights hidden in this painting, he alone would be able to see it."

"You're right."

Wang Dashan's eyes lit up.

He immediately took a photo of the painting.

And took several shots from multiple angles, sending them all to Marquis Zhuge.

Leaving a message: "Old Ge, see how much spear technique insight is hidden in this painting. It's made by a genius who has cultivated spear techniques to the point of transformation, after having a spear technique storm in his mind."

After doing all this,

The three of them anxiously waited, hoping deep down that the painting truly contained insights they couldn't understand, capable of benefiting all the students and teachers at school.

But after ten minutes passed, Marquis Zhuge still didn't respond. Wang Dashan found it strange and then sent a message again: "Old Ge, are you there? Did you see the painting I sent you?"

The message didn't send successfully; instead, a red dot appeared with a small line of text.

"You have been blocked for maliciously misleading the other party. Please keep this in mind when communicating."

"..."

Wang Dashan, Yang Liru, Hong Lixin.

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