"Throwing Skill?!"
Wang Ye's eyes lit up. The recent throwing action actually activated the "Throwing" skill for him!
You must know, once a skill is registered in the system, it means that this skill can improve infinitely by accumulating skill level, with no bottlenecks!
Wang Ye continued to pick up a piece of rubble.
He hurled it fiercely towards the wooden board.
Whoosh!!!
The sound of breaking air echoed, and the wooden board was blasted out with another hole by him.
[You practiced throwing, gained some insight, skill level increased by 0.2%.]
"It's really not a dream!"
Wang Ye walked up and examined the two holes in the wooden board carefully. After the skill level enhancement by the system, the aim of the second throw was obviously better than the first, deviating only about five centimeters from his intended target point, which indicates that his skill level is indeed growing genuinely.
However, Wang Ye was still a bit confused about how the system identifies skills.
Currently, in Wang Ye's panel, only the actions identified as skills by the system were Walking, Running, Throwing, and Tai Chi.
Whereas the daily activities like "cooking" and "boiling rice" were not recognized by the system.
Otherwise, given Wang Ye's frequency of cooking and the system's skill level enhancement, it wouldn't be long before he becomes the Chinese version of the Immortal Cook.
Wang Ye picked up the broken bricks on the ground and fiddled with them in his hand.
His eyes narrowed slightly, pondering the commonality of his current skills.
"Walking" and "Running" don't need much explanation, he does them diligently every day, so it wasn't surprising that they could be identified as skills. And "Tai Chi" was a martial art he learned with utmost seriousness to an introductory level, so it wasn't surprising either.
But "Throwing", he just used some of the throwing techniques he knew and completed a throw attentively.
"Wait, seriousness...?"
Thinking of this, Wang Ye's eyes grew brighter as if he'd realized something,
"So, not only is an introductory level of technique needed, but completing an action seriously is also required for it to be identified as a skill?"
In short, the condition for something to become a skill is to complete a technically skillful action or combination with extremely high focus.
So, when Wang Ye "cooks" or "boils rice", they actually don't fall into the range of "extreme focus," and thus the system panel ignored them.
Wang Ye rubbed the stubble on his chin, pondering, "I'll try cooking tonight to see if it can be recognized as a skill, my terrible cooking skills haven't improved in days, it might be good to improve the taste of my meals."
Once his thoughts cleared, Wang Ye continued to collect pieces of rubble around the unfinished building.
Then he piled the several dozen collected rubble pieces on a rough balcony surface.
Starting to use this pile of rubble pieces to repeatedly practice the "Throwing" skill.
He picked up the stones from the rough balcony surface one by one and continued throwing them at the wooden board that already had two holes he punched in.
As his skill level continued to increase, each throw became more accurate and forceful than the last.
If an observant person were present, they would clearly see that Wang Ye's posture of throwing small stones increasingly conformed to the rules of mechanics, and their throwing speed in the air was getting faster and faster.
With the underlying strength from Tai Chi, Wang Ye's speed of learning the throwing skill from scratch was very rapid. In less than two hours, Wang Ye's Throwing Skill level had already reached about 70%.
After a long while.
Wang Ye threw the last piece of rubble on the balcony plane.
Whoosh!!!
His right arm lashed out like a long whip, giving the rubble great propulsion, drawing out a strong sound of breaking air,
In the blink of an eye, another hole appeared on the wooden board.
The rubble continued to fly for more than ten meters after penetrating the wooden board.
Finally hitting a stone wall and bouncing off without suspense, leaving a fine mark on the stone wall.
Glancing around, the wooden board, only about two square meters in size, had become riddled with holes after his repeated practice, with no complete area left. The surrounding ground was also strewn with scattered rubble stones.
Wang Ye rubbed his sore right arm muscles, feeling unable to continue practicing today.
His left and right hands had been trained intensively; both muscles and bones had reached the limits of endurance, especially the ligaments of the shoulder, feeling like stretching them one more time might tear them.
That's not a good thing.
Muscles can recover and possibly exceed their previous state, but if ligaments get damaged, it's a serious bone injury.
The saying goes, bone injuries take a hundred days to heal.
Wang Ye didn't believe he could recover from such injuries overnight.
Thinking of this, Wang Ye immediately ceased practicing and returned home, took a bag of ice packs from the fridge, and applied it to his shoulder ligaments for a while.
After about half an hour, Wang Ye felt some relief in the soreness of his shoulder.
He then applied a thick layer of medical plaster.
Ensuring to prevent secondary injuries.
Wang Ye then grabbed his bag and headed out, arriving at Longjiang Park, continuing his running training.
Despite his arms being battered and bruised, at least his legs weren't broken, and he could continue to brush up on his running skill level.
As long as he trains, he can improve; as long as he repeats actions, his skill level can increase, with absolutely no bottlenecks. This kind of visible progress is simply irresistible,
For the first time in his life, Wang Ye felt that training could be addictive.
He arrived at Longjiang Park and did some warm-ups.
Activated the exercise record mode on his smartwatch.
Wang Ye immediately started running, sprinting faster than he did the previous day.
His current long-distance running pace was equivalent to an average person's full sprint speed.
Outwardly, his breathing seemed steady, and his steps light.
But for others, Wang Ye's speed had reached a terrifying level, like a motorcycle zooming past with a swoosh.
This is because Wang Ye's strength foundation was already enough to crush most athletes, his leg muscles like a top-notch engine, immensely powerful, with every stride covering a distance equivalent to two or three steps of an ordinary person.
His only shortcoming was that his technique was not yet very refined, at most comparable to a second-level athlete like Wang Liquan.
Wang Ye pushed himself to maintain a pace of three minutes per kilometer, gritting his teeth to finish ten kilometers.
After finishing, he didn't sit down immediately but gradually slowed down, walking three or four laps around the track.
As Wang Ye walked, he raised his wrist to check his running data.
[10.2 kilometers.]
[Time: 00:36.21]
[Average pace: 3.55]