Chapter 11

Although Grandpa wanted to bump porcelain on him, the good education he had received for seventeen years and the good moral character he had cultivated did not allow Lin Li not to help Grandpa.

Mainly because Grandpa seemed to be really out of breath.

"Grandpa, you can get out of breath just by standing, you must be careful when practicing in the future. If I hadn't come today, you would be alone here, and the consequences would be unimaginable," Lin Li helped Grandpa to the stone bench, took the insulation bag that Grandpa should have brought with him, and warned him earnestly.

Look, look, now Grandpa is just sitting, and he's out of breath again!

The body of a martial arts student is actually so fragile compared to what he wanted.

Sure enough, even a martial arts practitioner cannot resist the long years.

The old man eventually became an old man.

The human body is still too fragile.

"You kind of person, you kind of person..." Grandpa stared at Lin Li, who was currently spreading his thinking and feeling sad about spring and autumn, and was speechless for a while.

And he even said that the consequences would be unimaginable if he weren't here. It was because you were here that he was so angry!

And he's still distracted now!

"Don't worry, Grandpa Zhou, you don't have to praise me. There are many people like me in this world. If one of me disappears, thousands of me will stand up," Lin Li came back to his senses. He wasn't a person who liked to be praised, so he hurriedly waved his hand modestly.

Grandpa's name was on the insulation cup, Zhou Youwei, so Lin Li changed his address to Grandpa Zhou directly.

Then Lin Li got up and said to the old man: "Grandpa Zhou, since you're fine and your breath is smooth, I'll go first."

The time was already late, and he was covered in sweat. He had to go back and take a shower before going to school. If he didn't hurry up, he wouldn't even have time to buy breakfast.

"You—"

"You really don't have to thank me, this is what I should do, bye!"

Hearing Grandpa's call behind him, Lin Li waved his hand. I'm afraid Grandpa is looking at him with a moved gaze now.

But a real man never looks back.

"—Which family's child is this!" Grandpa's voice still chased after him, with strong emotions.

"Just call me the passing Kamen Rider."

Lin Li smiled. He didn't expect that he would have to come to thank him. There was even less need.

Doing good deeds without leaving a name, success doesn't have to be in me.

Another morning where he was moved to tears for himself.

"... There's no saving him, this world is completely hopeless!" Watching Lin Li's distant back, the old man who was about to go crazy with anger had a desperate and helpless voice.

In the bathroom, Lin Li checked his rewards while taking a shower.

The limited-time Task 4 had been successfully completed.

When Lin Li finished reading the prerequisites, he decided to fake the match.

The system didn't specify prerequisites like "serious" or "do your best." It just said it required "friendly," and it counted as completed as long as one side fell and admitted defeat.

If this isn't called friendly, what is called friendly?

Sure enough, when he admitted defeat, the system prompted that the task was completed.

In order to make Grandpa feel more accomplished in defeating him, he even rolled on the ground a few times, taking great pains.

Wait.

Grandpa wasn't bumping porcelain just now!

Lin Li's pupils shrank sharply. He only understood the truth now, and at the same time felt a bit self-blaming.

Grandpa was too excited. How could an old man withstand this sense of achievement? For people of his age, great joy and great sorrow are very dangerous.

He had to be careful next time; he couldn't do bad things with good intentions.

【Task 4 completed】

【Randomly generating martial arts-related abilities.】

【You have obtained reward: Passive ability: Catching a white blade with bare hands.】

【Catching a white blade with bare hands: When both hands are not holding any objects, you can accurately predict the trajectory of cold weapons.】

Are you Li Jing, Li Jing?

It's a pity that his ability lost the "100%," and he immediately lost the qualification to become a conceptual god.

A little disappointed, after all, Lin Li hoped more to get an active ability, such as the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, Lingbo Microsteps, etc.

Then Lin Li looked at the Eight-Section Body Forging in the 【Warehouse】.

Come on, the method of becoming an immortal, pour it all into my brain, read it!

A thick book appeared in front of Lin Li, fell to the ground with a plop, and accepted the flushing of the shower water.

In terms of being unreliable, the system was unexpectedly reliable.

"..."

"My cultivation method!"

Lin Li picked up the cultivation method in a panic, but then discovered that the water stains on the ground didn't affect the cultivation method at all; it was still very dry, without a single wet mark.

Lin Li raised his eyebrows and aimed the shower head directly at the cultivation method.

Water droplets slid over the book, as if covered with a hydrophobic layer.

Discovering that not only could he not tear it, but he could also choose to take it back to the 【Warehouse】 as long as he touched it, Lin Li nodded with relief. It finally had a bit of force.

It's a pity that those great powers check the cultivation method, and they remember everything with a sweep of spiritual sense, but he can only study honestly like this.

But it's understandable, he is still just a mortal with a mosquito-repelling halo.

Re-materializing it, Lin Li opened the first page and started trying to read.

Your mother.

Classical Chinese, traditional characters.

Illiterate defense book.

Lin Li realized for the first time that Chinese was so useful.

Fortunately, Lin Li wasn't illiterate, and with the human action diagrams on almost every page, he could barely understand the general idea.

But what was relatively magical was that when Lin Li learned the movements above, his body felt a heat flow, which was a completely different feeling from practicing Eight-Section Brocade just now.

It was indeed a good thing; otherwise, it wouldn't have such magical effects.

Wait, why is there still a heat flow when he stops practicing?

Lin Li thought seriously, then raised his head.

He turned off the shower head on his head and tried to set up the few movements just now again.

Hmm.

The heat flow is gone.

Grass.

—Whether it's a good thing, this point remains to be studied.

"No, Lin Li, are you crazy? It's fine if you're so serious in class, why are you still doing test papers after class?"

Bai Bufan, who was rejected by Lin Li for a toilet duo, said sadly and desperately.

"It's not a test paper, I'm watching little people fight."

"Hmm?!" Bai Bufan leaned over like a dog seeing shit, and Lin Li threw one to him directly.

"It's really fighting? Boring."

When he found that the little people in Lin Li's mouth were different from the little people he thought, he shook his head in disappointment and returned the paper to Lin Li.

Lin Li was looking at the Eight-Section Body Forging, but it wasn't the original. It wasn't appropriate to take it out at school and be discovered by others for its peculiarities like being water and fire-proof.

This was a "photocopy" that Lin Li printed out after taking pictures with his phone and going to the printing shop—it looked like an unnecessary move, but in fact, Lin Li was also worried that if he took it to be photocopied directly, some accident would happen.

"What the hell is this, it's still classical Chinese, I can't understand it at all," the illiterate Bai Bufan said with a confused face.

"The content is martial arts, I found it online, used it to practice classical Chinese translation, and by the way, see if I can learn something," Lin Li said one truth and nine lies, and then did a few movements.

Vaguely, it really had a few looks.

Bai Bufan took a step back, stood straight, cupped his hands and bowed: "Lord Lin, this fist strength, you look like a practitioner at a glance, it has reached the point of perfection, if there is a chance, we can compete, I happen to be a modern inheritor of the Bai family's cultivation method."

"If you have practiced martial arts, you wouldn't be only two seconds faster than me in 1000 meters, brothers in trouble," Lin Li sneered.

Bai Bufan's mouth can't speak anything good, Lin Li doesn't know yet?

"You are questioning my Bai family's cultivation method?!" Bai Bufan widened his eyes, "I guarantee with my life, the Bai family's cultivation method is definitely more awesome than yours."

"Betting so big?" Lin Li raised his eyebrows.

Thinking about it, the surname Bai does sound like it has force, maybe it really has some inheritance, so Lin Li asked: "What cultivation method does your Bai family have?"

"White Tiger-ScarLight automatic rifle."

"..."

"Blackie, speak! Is the Bai family's cultivation method awesome or is this unknown cultivation method of yours awesome!"

"Go to your mother's Crossfire!"

(End of chapter)