The awareness shifted to the Yue Guang Bao He space, where Ying'er displayed a score of 3000 out of 100000, with 4 attack instances, 250 volts of voltage, and an attack duration of 3 seconds. The score was directly proportional to the number of attacks, voltage, and attack time—calculated as 4 × 250 × 3 = 3000. The score was still far from the base of 100,000. High-light simply wanted to upgrade faster, striving for rapid progression while maintaining steady advancement. "Come on! Let the storm rage even more fiercely!" High-light's passion surged throughout his body. "Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack!" The Four Pillars—Golden, Silver, Copper, and Iron Heads—charged at High-light from different directions with relentless intensity. "Ah! Oh! Ah! Oh!" High-light felt his entire body tingling, yet he held firm, for through prolonged specialized training, his endurance had far surpassed expectations. "Come on! Come on!" Gao Liang noticed that the attacks were becoming more frequent, lasting longer, and his score was steadily rising. The Four Pillars, seeing that Gao Liang not only endured the electric shocks but seemed completely unharmed, grew furious. Their eyes blazing with intensity, they intensified both the frequency and duration of their attacks, while subtly raising the voltage to 380V. "Ah!" Gao Liang cried out in pain, deeply touching Ye Qian's heart—just as if it were happening to her. Just as Qiao was about to instruct the Four Pillars to stop, Gao Liang suddenly shouted, "Come on! Strike me now!" He pointed at his own forehead. "Liang! Are you out of your mind?" Ye Qian could no longer bear it—how could anyone possibly treat their own life as a joke? Ying'er also grew somewhat concerned for her master. The electrical ability upgrade rules hadn't even required her own life to withstand high-voltage shocks—her master's maximum voltage tolerance was only 250 volts. How could he possibly endure 380 volts of high pressure? Qiao Yi gasped in shock! If High-Wei truly could withstand 380 volts of high voltage, was he still human? Even among the ability holders, as far as he knew, only a few could endure such a level of high voltage. "Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack!" With continuous high-voltage attacks, sparks erupted from High-Wei's head, and thick plumes of smoke rose. At that moment, High-Wei didn't cry out, which caused everyone else great concern—only the Four Pillars of Strength screamed in agony. One by one, they dropped their high-voltage rods, their hands scorched and slightly charred. "Wow! The electrical energy within the master has been activated!" Ying'er clapped her hands, took flight, and gracefully danced an elegant "figure-eight" pattern in the air. The brain emits electricity, releasing a powerful surge of accumulated energy at the very instant the electric staff makes contact—delivering a high-voltage output of 250V + 380V = 630V within just 0.1 seconds. As a result, the Four Pillars lose their grip and the electric staffs fly from their hands. Since the high voltage is continuously being released, an electric field forms in the air, and as the Four Pillars are struck, they fall to the ground, groaning in pain. With spiritual strength, one can control this more potent electrical energy and release it at the right moment. This is energy absorption—energy transformation—spiritual control—energy release. The outstanding performance left Ying'er quite astonished. Indeed, the master is no ordinary talent in martial arts; over these days, she has been receiving more and more surprises from him. "Clap! Clap! Clap!" Master Qiao was the first to applaud. The Four Pillars, after finally managing to rise together with mutual support, were both amazed and intimidated by the special ability displayed, standing far back. Ye Qian stared at Gao Liang with wide eyes, her face filled with wonder. Gao Liang has changed so much from what he used to be. "Golden Head! Silver Head! Copper Head! Iron Head! What are you all standing there for? Hurry up and pay your respects to the Deputy Head of the Association!" Under Qiao's command, the Four Pillars awoke as if from a dream, nodding in agreement and promptly moving with reverence to Gao Huang's presence, bowing low on one knee as if serving a master to a guest. At that moment, Gao Huang took the Grand Master's seal from Qiao's hands—the golden phoenix plaque—its luster complementing Qiao's golden dragon plaque, forming a harmonious dragon-and-phoenix pairing. Honestly, Gao Huang had never been particularly eager to become Grand Master; he sought tangible benefits instead. Thus, he negotiated with Qiao: "Master Qiao, I'll accept the position of Grand Master, but only on certain terms. After all, I'm just a humble student—money is what I need!" "Ah, good! How much?" Qiao had expected something more difficult to arrange—never expecting Gao Huang to propose such an easily achievable condition. "Ten thousand!" "Highlighted the knot in his heart—this 100,000 yuan was precisely the medical bill accumulated for his mother's leukemia treatment. To settle what, in the eyes of his relatives, would never be fully paid off in a lifetime, Gao Liang had been working part-time at a netbar, quietly bearing the burden for three years. When Qiao, the elder, picked up the phone, a staff member arrived shortly after and respectfully presented Gao Liang with a China Bank card. Gao Liang didn't hesitate—he warmly tucked the card into his coat pocket, feeling a surge of excitement and relief. 'Man, now I'm a millionaire!' Though 100,000 yuan may not be a significant sum in some affluent households, it marks a real breakthrough for him personally. 'Liang! No, Second-in-Command! Please follow me—let's go to the changing room!' As the front desk attendant, Ye Qian had effectively become Qiao's personal secretary. Under Qiao's guidance, Ye Qian led Gao Liang to a spacious changing room stocked with various premium suits. She helped him choose a well-fitted suit from the collection, which looked both professional and elegant." His boots are also imported from Italy, freshly polished and gleaming. As the saying goes: "Buddha relies on golden attire, people rely on their clothing." Indeed, in the setting of premium apparel, Gao Liang appears more stylish, confident, and spirited. "My lord is absolutely stunning!" Ying'er was so impressed by her master's appearance that she felt truly proud and exhilarated herself. "How do you like it?" Qiao, seeing Gao Liang in his new attire, smiled warmly at him. "But I'm not taking this for granted!" Gao Liang, who once worked part-time at a computer café, knows well that there's never a free lunch in this world.