Chapter 8

【Name: Fang Xing】

【Age: 16】

【Profession: Martial Artist】

【First Realm: Skin and Flesh (Refining Skin: 33/100)】

【Military Fist Twelve Styles: 75/100 (Entry)】

【Great Dragon Stance: 80/100 (Entry)】

【Gate of All Worlds: 39/100 (Locating)】

"My 'Military Fist Twelve Styles' is still at the entry level..."

When Fang Xing focused his attention on the Military Fist column, a magical scene happened.

The symbol representing the Military Fist Twelve Styles unfolded, and twelve sub-columns emerged:

【Bow-step Cannon Punch: 1/100 (Proficient)】

【Half-step Collapse Punch: 77/100 (Entry)】

【Block Horizontal Punch: 81/100 (Entry)】

【Battle Axe Leg: 55/100 (Entry)】

【Double Snake Leg: 67/100 (Entry)】

A total of twelve sub-columns, corresponding one-to-one with the twelve styles of the Military Fist.

"During these days, I selected a few moves to practice bitterly, and it really had an extraordinary effect... especially the bow-step cannon punch, which has surpassed 'entry' and reached the 'proficient' level? That is, the cannon punch small-success that Teacher Xia Long mentioned?"

"But other moves are still at entry, so the overall evaluation is still entry level?"

Fang Xing felt that he gradually figured out a bit of the rules of the attribute panel.

"Good, ten thousand gold can't buy a cannon sound, Fang Xing, your bow-step cannon punch can be considered truly entering the hall in ancient times."

Just at this moment, a tall figure walked into the classroom, it was Xia Long!

He swept around, finally landing on Fang Xing: "Fang Xing, come with me to the office!"

"Yes, teacher!"

Fang Xing moved in his heart and followed Xia to the office.

After opening the door, inside was a huge space, and on the mahogany desk, a set of celadon tea sets was placed.

A kettle was puffing steam on a small fire stove.

"Sit, drink tea?"

Xia Long sat down like a general, but his movements began to make tea like flowing water.

⊙C〇

Seeing this scene, Fang Xing couldn't help but stare.

"How? Feel very discordant?"

Xia Long held the tea cup in his hand, smiled when he saw this: "According to scientific research, if you want to master a trace of realm power, the most important thing is to follow your heart... The process of boiling tea, in my opinion, is an ancient ritual of cultivating the heart, which can make me calm."

"Cultivating the heart..."

Fang Xing nodded, looking like I don't understand much, but I'm greatly shocked.

"What is realm? Realm can be wind, rain, thunder, lightning, heaven and earth... it can also be flowers, birds, fish, insects, all living things... In short, it is the power of 'heart'! However, this kind of thing is mysterious, can only say that everyone follows fate, find the method that suits you best... True geniuses, even if they stand the Great Dragon Stance to the end, can comprehend the 'Dragon Realm'."

Xia Long waved his hand: "Now saying these is too far from you, just let you have a goal... Fang Xing, I have paid attention to you for a period of time, you are very good, every day has progress... Today gave me a little surprise."

"It's all thanks to the teacher's guidance." Fang Xing smiled modestly.

"Also can't do without your hard work after class..." Xia Long felt that this might be a hardworking genius, but didn't need to say it out loud, fearing the person would be too proud.

He nodded: "Called you here today, just to give you something, take it."

While speaking, he opened the drawer, fished out a box, and handed it over.

Fang Xing took it, opened it, and saw a row of test tubes neatly arranged in the box.

In the test tubes, there was a blue viscous potion, in which a little bit of stardust seemed to be flashing.

"D3-grade nutritional solution?"

A look of excitement appeared on his face, but he was tongue-tied in his heart: 'This box, at least costs tens of thousands, right? Not a loss for Teacher Xia Long, but the private tutoring of professionals is indeed very profitable. For him, it's just the income from a few hours of extracurricular tutoring...'

Recalling how long it took for the predecessor to save money, Fang Xing had an urge to cry: "Teacher... this is too precious."

"For me, it doesn't even count as a drop in the bucket."

Xia Long shook his head: "As a teacher, I hope to teach some good students. The better your grades, the higher my performance and bonus, this is a two-way benefit, you don't need to be uneasy..."

"Then, thank you, teacher."

Fang Xing bowed gratefully.

"Mm, work hard... I hope to see you perform well in the final exam."

Xia Long smiled: "Compared to those natural-born students, you still need to work harder... Their resources, conditions, you know, nutritional solution is just a small matter."

"Yes."

Fang Xing walked out of the office, feeling the box in his hand somewhat heavy.

'Although for many people, this doesn't count as anything, but for me, it's charcoal in the snow...'

'In the future, if there is a chance, I must repay it well.'

Happy Home residential area.

After returning home, Fang Xing suppressed the impatience in his heart, ate first, rested for a while, and then went to the training room.

"'D3-grade nutritional solution', concentrates many extraterrestrial nutritional substances with high technology, and is prepared by the 'All-Knowing Brain'... confirmed to be most suitable for low-level martial artist training needs, take 20 milliliters orally at a time..."

He opened the box, first looked at the contraindications and precautions on the drug manual.

Then, he picked up a test tube and opened it slowly.

The blue viscous liquid emitted a smell that was hard to say whether it was good or bad, but very strange.

"Deep feelings, drink it in one gulp!"

Fang Xing took a measuring cup, poured 20 milliliters, and swallowed it in one gulp.

Gurgle!

A cool feeling crossed his throat and entered his stomach directly.

The nutritional solution took effect very quickly!

About five or six minutes later, Fang Xing felt a strong sense of fullness follow.

'Miscalculation, shouldn't have eaten dinner, could have saved a meal...'

A thought emerged in his heart, and then his whole body seemed to be wrapped in a hot current, his bones were numb, as if he had done a high-level physical therapy, very comfortable.

"Start livering!"

Confirming that the drug was taking effect, Fang Xing immediately set up the Great Dragon Stance and started practicing bitterly.

Hu... Xi...

Accompanied by long breathing, his spine began to shake slightly, like a big dragon, driving his dragon-claw-like limbs.

Fang Xing emptied his thoughts, gradually immersed in the practice, and had long forgotten the passage of time.

One hour, two hours, three hours...

"I..."

Suddenly, he opened his eyes and sat on the ground.

Looking at the clock next to him, he couldn't help but show a look of astonishment: "Ten twenty at night, I stood the stance for... three hours? This..."

Fang Xing checked it, and found that his body, except for some exhaustion, didn't seem to have much difference from the one-hour exercise before.

"Is this the effect of D3-grade nutritional solution? Can extend the exercise time, don't have to worry about damaging the body?"

"For me, this is a three-fold increase."

His eyes lit up, and he glanced at the attribute panel:

【Great Dragon Stance: 81/100 (Entry)】

"One exercise, and it increased by one point. If calculated at this speed..."

A smile appeared on Fang Xing's face.

The next day.

Yucai High School.

Martial arts class.

"Different, everything is different."

Fang Xing set up the stance, feeling that he seemed to have a kind of 'rebirth' change, especially when practicing 'Bow-step Cannon Punch'.

The operation of Qi and blood, the coordination of limbs... all had a wonderful sense of smoothness, as if the originally obscure machine had been re-oiled.

'Silky, wonderful...'

'Is this the feeling of the proficient level?'

'If I wait until all my Military Fist Twelve Styles break through, and even the Great Dragon Stance breaks through, what will happen?'

A look of expectation emerged in his heart.

"Warm-up is done, today's course, continue actual combat!"

Xia Long walked over at this time, glanced at Fang Xing, a look of satisfaction appeared on his face, then flashed away, and then shouted: "Grouping start..."

"Teacher!"

At this time, a tall white student raised his hand, it was Ke Er!

"What's the matter?" Xia Long frowned.

"It's like this, sparring with other students doesn't have much effect on me, I want to ask Classmate Fang Xing for advice!"

Ke Er stared at Fang Xing, with undisguised hostility on his face.

Obviously before, he was the student most valued by the teacher!

Obviously his cannon punch was close to small-success!

How did he suddenly get surpassed by this little transparent in the class?

'Ultimately still a teenager... too impulsive.'

Fang Xing was expressionless, and waved his hand, letting Liu Wei not worry.

"Designated sparring object?"

Xia Long touched his chin, and smiled somewhat like he was watching the fun: "Seems quite interesting, Fang Xing, what do you say?"

"I follow the teacher's arrangement!"

Fang Xing answered noncommittally.

"Then make room, you two go first."

Xia Long nodded, letting the students retreat to an open space.

Seeing this scene, Liu Wei looked at Fang Xing with worry.

"Ah Wei..."

Bai Lianyi came to Liu Wei's side: "Are you worried about Classmate Fang Xing?"

"Yeah... although Ah Xing has made rapid progress during this period, Ke Er... Ke Er... sigh..."

Liu Wei stared at the field: "But Ah Xing has rich experience in being beaten, shouldn't there be any big problem?"

Bai Lianyi looked at the field, her clear eyes carrying a hint of curiosity.

It was Ouyang Qianqian, who swept a glance at the two here unobtrusively.

As a sensitive girl, she actually knew long ago that Liu Wei had a crush on her but didn't dare to complain.

Didn't expect that only a few days had passed? Her own dog had run away with someone else!

Although she didn't like Liu Wei, she didn't know why, but she was very angry!

Suddenly...

She quickly placed her gaze on Fang Xing.

Last time the other party took the initiative to admit defeat, and there was no chance to spar afterwards.

Actually, she also wanted to try sparring with Fang Xing again.

"Start!"

Xia Long looked at the two and spoke directly.

"Kid, I want you to know..."

Ke Er smiled cruelly, his figure like a flexible brown bear, and arrived after a flash.

Fang Xing felt the wind in front of him, and raised his right hand calmly.

Clatter...

His Qi and blood operated, like gunpowder, and were ignited fiercely!

His five fingers closed, and he fired like a cannonball!

Bow-step cannon punch!

Ten thousand gold can't buy a cannon sound!

Boom!

Like a cannonball leaving the chamber, a loud sound exploded in the void, making the nearby students cover their ears, a look of pain appearing on their faces.

"Ah?"

Liu Wei was astonished to see Ke Er fly backward at a speed faster than when he came, and couldn't help but show a look of astonishment...