Chapter 55: Crowdfunding Martial God, Super Protein

Qin Shi didn't know that his appearance in the Yu Tang Bureau had triggered massive panic among the low-ranking students of the Qiguang Heng University Martial Arts Department.

Lose one match and be nagged about it for a lifetime!

Become a campus laughingstock from then on!

Such terrible consequences were naturally unacceptable to the proud elite students of a First-Rank Academy.

They both anticipated the appearance of that Old Martial Arts practitioner, hoping to ruthlessly abuse him once and demonstrate the might of New Martial Arts!

Yet they also feared capsizing in the gutter, falling into his hands, and never being able to hold their heads high again!

The originally calm Heng University campus forum, like a still lake, was exceptionally lively today.

Like a ship's hold packed with sardines into which a catfish brimming with vitality and loving to thrash about had been thrown.

Valiant Bronze, Unyielding Silver, and other low-ranking Martial Arts Department students actively queued solo, vying to climb the ranks.

There were even upperclassmen spectators who borrowed accounts from underclassmen to idle, creating a bustling scene.

"The account created by that bitch woman is good precisely because it cannot drop from this rank; losing feels great!"

From morning to night, a full seven hours, Qin Shi matched a total of sixty-nine solo games.

Some ended in a flash, killed the moment he appeared;

Some lasted ten-odd minutes, with various chatting and probing each other's depths.

"Bionic Style mainly imitates hot weapons like machine guns and heavy artillery; fast fist speed, great power, but inflexible body technique;

Military Martial Arts School, rough-skinned thick-fleshed meat tank warriors, cultivating Momentum/Force mostly 'Armor', 'Tank', 'Cruiser'; Limit Flow is the most troublesome, this bunch of perverts are similar to Old Martial Arts, using extremely harsh environments to promote bodily Transformation!"

Qin Shi took off his helmet, thick weariness surfacing between his brows.

Although the Virtual Combat Room's arena fighting weakens pain sensation and realism to avoid causing psychological harm to students.

Repeated injuries and defeats, plus the highly tense spirit during combat and the constantly operating Qi Sense, continuously squeeze the body's potential.

This is also why 【Meow Meow Head Killer】 goes offline after one match; he needs to eat Nutrient Paste to replenish consumption.

The vast majority of Martial Arts Department students, no matter how great their net addiction, hit their upper limit after queuing ten or so matches a day.

Someone like Qin Shi, a whole-body-is-liver Resilient Black Iron, is truly rare.

"Assistant Teacher Qin, are you alright?"

Lin Yunqing asked with concern.

Qin Shi's crazy losing streak today did not give rise to contempt in her.

On the contrary, Lin Yunqing was deeply shaken.

Facing Heng University Martial Arts Department elite students with life force values leading by more than double or even more, Assistant Teacher Qin, in a must-lose situation, persisted in seeking the slimmest chance of victory.

And there were several times he was just a hair's breadth from pulling it off!

Whether ordinary arena unrestricted fighting, or the Star Cup top-tier event using sky, ocean, and land as battlefield.

Life force numerical value has always been merely an entry ticket, not the decisive factor determining victory or defeat.

Lin Yunqing's eyes flickered with a different light; she saw in Qin Shi a Martial Artist temperament extremely similar to her mother's.

Whoever the opponent, fight first!

However strong the opponent, lose and come again!

"Many thanks, Teacher Lin, for letting me experience the fully maxed-out combat thrill!"

Qin Shi lightly rubbed his temples; for the double exhaustion of body and spirit, he didn't mind.

Anyway, one sleep and it's fine.

"Old Martial Arts practitioners are all battle maniacs... this saying seems not wrong."

Lin Yunqing muttered softly.

This is sixty-nine consecutive kneelings, a full several pages of blood-red defeat records!

Swap in anyone else and they'd have been wrung dry long ago!

"I have to go home. Teacher Lin, see you next week."

Qin Shi rested a moment, stood up preparing to leave.

Today's harvest was plentiful; he needs to absorb and digest for a while.

Old Martial Arts Training Method Level 3 (37/40)

Old Martial Arts Fighting Method Level 3 (35/40)

"Almost rushed up in one breath. That bitch woman's villa, dropping by often to freeload in the future isn't bad either."

Qin Shi made up his mind to visit Teacher Lin more often when free, to deepen teacher-student bond.

"I'll see you out."

Lin Yunqing didn't try to keep him; her "Martial God Crowdfunding Training Plan" was in preparation.

In another half month, various large parcels sent from Central City, and rare items mailed by the Auction House, should all arrive one after another.

"Assistant Teacher Xiao Qin, develop fiercely! Beat all those guys in the Heng University Martial Arts Department until they kneel!"

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Old Factory Street's night was equally clamorous, but compared to the Urban Circle's neon lights and wine, dissipation and glamour, here there was more smoke-and-fire atmosphere and gritty feel.

Qin Shi carried his backpack back to Dangyang East Suburbs; neighbors were still enthusiastic. Uncle Zhang exercised, ramming that big tree until its bark was stripped; Song Daye listened to the radio, telling of Flying Immortal Lian Yixing's first encounter with Qi Wuxiang, the two fighting seven days and seven nights, a legendary deed spanning three cities.

"Xiao Qin, when is your big sister coming back? My family is renovating soon and I want to ask her to help haul some building materials."

Auntie Li across the way asked.

"Should be soon; usually long-distance trips last about two months. This trip my sister went to Yincheng; a month round trip is enough."

Qin Shi answered laughing hehe.

He also really wanted to tell big sister Qin Xiao that he might test into the Holy Land in Old Factory Street worker families' hearts, Qiguang Heng University or Jia Kai University of Technology.

As long as he raises his Qi Life Force Section Rank score and breaks through the Ranking Score Line, there's no problem.

"Aunt Zhou, how's Zhou Ning?"

Passing by Xinxin Small Shop, Qin Shi saw Aunt Zhou minding the store.

"Good thing you were sharp as a kid and reported that gang of counterfeit drug dealers, otherwise it's unthinkable!"

Aunt Zhou, holding a palm-leaf fan, showed a look of gratitude:

"Zhou Ning went to the hospital with his dad for a checkup, fortunately nothing serious, just a bit of nutritional excess."

The doctor said his constitution is outstanding, his drug resistance is strong, and the hormones injected into him are absorbed slowly……"

No wonder! Zhou Ning used to complain that his parents forced him to take "Wisdom No. 1" and "Ant Power Pill," but they were useless at all.

Case solved!

It turns out to be an Antidrug Body!

Qin Shi suppressed the upturned corner of his mouth, bought two bottles of soda and several packs of snacks, to take home to his youngest sibling Qin Lan.

Exchanging a few words with Aunt Zhou, he said he'd visit Zhou Ning, who was hospitalized recuperating, in a few days.

"Hmm?"

The shed house had lights on, but it wasn't just his youngest sibling Qin Lan alone.

Qin Shi narrowed his eyes, instantly entering combat state, the Twelve Blood-Red Great Tendons covering his whole body faintly twitching, ready to erupt with formidable power at any moment.

"Brother, you're back. There's a guest at home looking for you."

The youngest Qin Lan sat at the edge of the table, head down writing her summer homework.

Opposite her was a muscular man in a suit, thick-set, with a bald head like a preserved egg.

"If he has no accomplices, three punches will knock him down! If there are other helpers, we can only have Xie Yucheng call people……"

Qin Shi put down the soda in his hand and the bag of snacks, calculating how to make a move.

The room was small, the space narrow, which was more to his advantage.

He walked forward a few steps and took the initiative to greet:

"Sir, do we know each other?"

"Qin Classmate, hello!"

There weren't usually many visitors at home, so they had a few small stools ready.

The muscular man, over one meter ninety tall, sat with his legs together, very carefully, looking rather comical.

"I'm Cao Bin, the boss of Yinma Gym."

Cao Bin cheerfully opened a black box the size of a palm and handed it to Qin Shi with great sincerity.

"I've watched your video recording of acupuncture, your devotion to muscles, and your innate great talent have deeply moved me."

"This is a 'Super Protein,' as a meeting gift, please accept it."

Cao Bin was full of confidence; no man who longed to build muscle and get stronger could refuse this gift!

(Chapter End)