6:50 the next day.
The early morning light seeped through the slats of the blinds, weaving a flowing light net on the beige sheets, the shadow of the old-fashioned ceiling fan mixing with it, the spots of light gently bouncing with the fan's rotation.
Fang Qingyu climbed out of bed, preemptively stopping the diabolical alarm clock.
Standing by the window looking out at the distant steel skyscrapers.
April is almost over, this rainy season should stop soon.
He put on his training clothes, slung his backpack over his shoulders, and headed out.
Coming down the stairs, his body felt unusually light. The difference between today and yesterday was perceptible in the newly elevated brief state.
It was utterly captivating.
And Fang Qingyu felt it every day.
7:10.
Chenfeng Martial Arts Hall.
Fang Qingyu took a deep breath and walked into the hall, determined to give it his all today.
The Martial Arts Apprentice needs 17 more experience points.
He could level up today, and he didn't want to wait until tomorrow.
A Martial Artist seizes the day!
As usual, Qin Jiao had arranged the other students and stood to the side with his wolfberry thermos cup.
Watching Fang Qingyu practice, he couldn't help but reminisce about his many years of teaching experiences.
Determined people, he had encountered many.
But most of them practiced for less than two days.
Without seeing any results, they would start beating a retreat.
Commonly known as, a flash in the pan.
But Fang Qingyu was different...
From the first day of learning martial arts, he showed a more determined spirit than others.
He was very willing to accept rigorous training.
This was quite rare indeed.
If it were someone else being hit by two of his sticks, they probably would have complained by now.
Furthermore, his enthusiasm for martial arts grew day by day, as if he had an internal combustion engine.
He would ignite himself before getting out of bed every day.
Bang... bang... bang!!
Fang Qingyu had no idea what Qin Jiao was thinking, he simply stared intently at the message board on the profession panel.
[Your profession "Martial Arts Apprentice" experience +1]
[Your professional basic skill "Hidden Dragon Posture" experience +2]
[Your professional basic skill "Basic Boxing" experience +2]
Seeing that only a few points of experience were needed for leveling up, the concept of time had been completely abandoned.
Fang Qingyu's temples throbbed, with sweat dropping to the floor from his chin.
His body was now exhausted to the extreme.
Almost on the verge of collapse...
But Fang Qingyu simply panted silently, welding himself back to the post.
The thought process of basic boxing automatically formed in his mind, the bandaged blood-seeping fists striking the target faster than his consciousness.
This hit sent a sour jolt through his jaw, blood seeping from the corner of his mouth softened by his molars, instead clearing his blurred vision by three degrees.
The calves started to spasm uncontrollably, the sweat-soaked bindings on his legs felt heavy as if filled with lead.
Fang Qingyu simply leaned forward, thrusting his full body weight into his fist.
The dull thud of knuckles colliding with cowhide connected repeatedly, blending with the labored breathing echoing like a taut net in the vast hall.
Qin Jiao on the side slightly furrowed his brows, sensing something amiss.
Though Fang Qingyu always pushed himself, his body at the brink of exhaustion was no longer fit for practice, something he should be well aware of.
Why today he seemed reckless.
He was about to step forward to stop him forcefully.
Fortunately, at this moment Fang Qingyu stopped himself.
Despite his vision being obscured by dripping sweat, the golden words on the panel were still noticeable.
[Congratulations, your profession "Martial Arts Apprentice" has leveled up to Lv.2]
[Below are the advanced skill options for Martial Arts Apprentice]
[1. "Mountain Collapse": Instant release of boxing power, increases punch power peak by 5%]
[2. "Stacked Force": Hitting the same spot three times in a row, increases cumulative damage by 8%]
[3. "Blood Burst": Reaching peak physical condition after activation, increases all attributes by 5%, lasts 10 seconds]
"Phew..."
Fang Qingyu merely glanced at them.
Feeling his heart bleeding.
Damn it, why can't I have them all.
What he needed most at present was attack skills, with Mountain Collapse delivering instant bursts and Stacked Force promising subsequent bursts, both were useful in actual combat.
But when Fang Qingyu's gaze shifted to the third option...
His mind immediately wavered.
This seemed a bit mystical.
The first two attack skills could be explained with some special force techniques.
But this third skill... was it injecting adrenaline remotely?
"What are you thinking?"
Qin Jiao had already walked up beside Fang Qingyu, checking him over.
It was just slight exhaustion, with his knuckles a bit scraped, no major issues. Seeing Fang Qingyu still staring ahead blankly, he waved his hand in front of his eyes.
"Oh, oh, nothing, Qin Jiao."
Fang Qingyu snapped back to reality, intending to wave his hand, only to realize he didn't even have the strength to lift it.
The next second...
A surge of heat suddenly erupted within his body.
Already drenched in sweat, even his skin turned red at this moment.
Qin Jiao watched this scene, eyes widening.
He said nothing, turned around, and rushed towards the door.
Soon, he returned swiftly holding a blue liquid crystalline tube and rushed to Fang Qingyu's side.
Opening his mouth, he poured the liquid in one go.
After about ten minutes.
Fang Qingyu slowly regained consciousness.
"Qin Jiao?"
Turning his head, he saw Qin Jiao, eyes glaring green with envy.
"You... managed to have tremendous luck indeed."
Qin Jiao looked for a while before squeezing out words through his teeth.
"?"
Fang Qingyu was a little confused, trying to get up from the ground.
But as soon as his hands propped up the floor.
He instantly realized the change in his body.
Immediately opened the panel, looking at his basic information.
[Power: 11.1→12.6]
[Speed: 9.9→11.9]
[Physique: 11.0→12.7]
[Will: 10.9→13.5]
"Hiss..."
Fang Qingyu's pupils contracted.
All four attributes surged!!?
"Do you know how many meridians the human body has?"
Beside him, Qin Jiao also stood up slowly, the tone within his voice causing a souring jaw.
"...8?"
Still in shock, Fang Qingyu replied subconsciously.
He had only heard the phrase "eight extraordinary meridians".
"14."
"And you, just cleared one..."
"What?"
Fang Qingyu listened, immediately stunned.
"Do you think people like Qi Hao, developing their physique from a young age, are doing it for what?"
Qin Jiao cited an example Fang Qingyu knew.
"They've been consuming medicinal diets, practicing pile skills, and fist techniques since young, all to clear meridians."
"And you..."
"Did in ten days what others take ten years to achieve."
As Qin Jiao spoke, he truly felt a bit... envious.
If only he had Fang Qingyu's luck, what fret would there be in crossing the chasm of martial artists.
But thinking back to Fang Qingyu's relentless effort...
He calmed down slightly inside.
"Come, try out your punching power again."
Fang Qingyu was still pondering Qin Jiao's previous words, immediately following behind upon hearing this.
Originally exhausted after practice, the surge of heat swept away any fatigue, his body brimming with endless strength.
He raised his right hand and punched at the screen.
Boom—
143KG!!!