Taking Orders

Chen Mo heard this, pulled out his wooden saber, and turned to look at Wang Yun.

"Thank you, Examiner!"

"Haha... What are you thanking me for? You earned this all on your own!"

"By the way, don't call me Examiner. Just call me Brother Wang."

"Alright, Brother Wang!" Wang Yun was a martial artist; making connections with one was never a loss.

Chen Mo also understood why Wang Yun was treating him so well—it was because he saw potential in him, that he might be a genius worth investing in.

"Come on, let me tell you about the conditions for being a sparring partner."

Wang Yun was about to lead Chen Mo off the stage when Wu Fei's voice rang out:

"Hold on!"

"Wu Fei, Chen Mo has already defeated you and passed the assessment. What else do you have to say?"

Wang Yun frowned slightly, his opinion of Wu Fei dropping considerably.

"Examiner Wang, no, I have no objection to the assessment. I just want to say a few words to Chen Mo."

He wasn't going to pull a Li Donghai and ask for a rematch, was he?

Chen Mo had no interest in that. If he offered a few thousand bucks, maybe he'd consider it.

"Say what you have to say."

"I was careless and underestimated you just now! Let's have a rematch another day. I'll definitely beat you then."

"Not interested."

Chen Mo shook his head. "A loss is a loss. Don't make excuses. Even if you hadn't been careless, I still would have won."

"My strikes are faster than yours. You can't block them."

"You—!" Wu Fei was at a loss for words, not knowing what to say.

Wang Yun said nothing and led Chen Mo off the ring.

Indeed, Chen Mo's saber speed—he had experienced it firsthand. The moment he blocked one strike, the next was already coming, leaving him no time to defend and letting Chen Mo exploit an opening.

This meant that Chen Mo's Basic Saber Technique had truly reached Perfection. Wu Fei, at Major Accomplishment, naturally couldn't match him.

Was the gap between Major Accomplishment and Perfection really that big?

It reminded him of what his school's Martial Arts Teacher had said: Major Accomplishment and Perfection were not on the same level.

Major Accomplishment was just proficiency—there were still flaws. But Perfection had become instinct—no flaws at all.

He hadn't fully understood the difference between Major Accomplishment and Perfection before, but now he finally saw it.

Now he knew there was always someone better, always a higher sky.

And it only fueled his fighting spirit.

Thinking back on his earlier behavior, Wu Fei felt a pang of shame. He quickly stepped off the stage and came to Chen Mo's side:

"Chen Mo, I'm sorry. I apologize for my rudeness earlier. Please forgive me."

Both Chen Mo and Wang Yun looked at Wu Fei in surprise.

Wu Fei's face flushed slightly, his ears burning, but he pressed on:

"I've realized my mistake. There's always someone better. I'll correct myself from now on."

He was also from an ordinary family and knew better than to offend a martial artist or narrow his own path.

"Alright, since you're sincerely apologizing, I forgive you! If you want to improve your saber technique, you can book me as your sparring partner."

Chen Mo said with a smile. He hadn't even officially become a sparring partner yet, but he was already advertising.

"Thanks, I'll think about it!" Having been forgiven, Wu Fei's tense heart immediately relaxed. He was also afraid of being on the bad side of a genius like Chen Mo.

He didn't agree, of course, because his pockets were empty.

"Hahaha..."

Wang Yun couldn't help but burst out laughing. "Chen Mo, you really know how to drum up business!"

"Can't help it. I need to make money."

Chen Mo said frankly.

Chen Mo's honesty surprised Wang Yun, but he didn't say much.

He signed and stamped the assessment form, then had Chen Mo register his sparring partner information on the Wuji APP.

"Sparring partner jobs come in all kinds. Clients post orders, sparring partners accept them. There are also designated orders from training halls and reservation orders. Fill in your free time, and the training hall will push orders to you."

Through Wang Yun's explanation, Chen Mo learned the requirements and tasks of being a sparring partner.

With his Basic Saber Technique at Perfection, his hourly rate was five hundred, with the training hall taking a one percent cut.

If a client tipped, the tip went entirely to the sparring partner.

Chen Mo was very satisfied with this arrangement. No obligations, low commission, and a way to earn money.

After thanking Wang Yun, Chen Mo left the assessment area and headed to Jiang Tao's training room.

As he walked, he lowered his head to refine his profile information.

Considering school hours, Chen Mo set aside one hour every evening as a sparring partner, aside from weekends.

On weekends, it would be eight hours. Since being a sparring partner also increased his martial technique proficiency, he didn't mind spending the time.

This afternoon, he would start taking orders.

He glanced at the requirements posted by clients; most demanded a Major Accomplishment in Basic Martial Techniques. If he took those, it would only be two hundred yuan per hour.

He wanted to see if there were any orders requiring a Perfection-level Basic Martial Technique.

A keyword search turned up results.

"Seventh-grade Martial Trainee and above, below Martial Artist, with Perfection-level Basic Martial Techniques. Why does it require a realm of Seventh-grade Martial Trainee or higher?"

Chen Mo wasn't yet a Seventh-grade Martial Trainee, which frustrated him a little. Still, wanting to earn money, he left a message:

"I'm only a Sixth-grade Martial Disciple, but my Basic Saber Technique is at Perfection. If needed, you can book me through my homepage."

After that, he browsed other orders with lower requirements. There were still plenty of orders for this afternoon.

Not worried about a lack of orders, Chen Mo felt relieved. If no one sought him out for Perfection-level orders, he would take the Major Accomplishment ones.

Even a mosquito's leg is meat.

Chen Mo didn't look down on small money. Even at two hundred yuan per hour, the afternoon had several hours. With some effort, he could earn over a thousand.

Before he knew it, he arrived at the door of Jiang Tao's training room. Chen Mo closed the Wuji APP, entered the password, and the training room door slid open automatically.

Training rooms could be booked through the Wuji APP. Once reserved, the password would automatically change within the specified time and be sent to the user.

Chen Mo naturally knew the password. Stepping inside, he saw Jiang Tao practicing his saber technique.

Jiang Tao didn't notice Chen Mo enter; he was completely absorbed in his own training.

Checking the time, there was still half an hour left on the training room's usage. Chen Mo didn't waste time and began practicing his Basic Saber Technique.

He wanted to quickly find out what the next stage after Perfection was.

His intuition told him that the next stage would bring a qualitative change to the saber technique.

Only then could he contend with Martial Artists without having inner breath.

Repairing his Dantian was impossible in the short term, so Chen Mo could only continuously strengthen his Combat Power.

Once his Combat Power could rival a Martial Artist, he could leave the city to hunt savage beasts, gather heavenly materials and earthly treasures, and change his family's circumstances.

The Perfection-level saber technique made Chen Mo's blade move like an extension of his arm—attacks and defenses switching in an instant, various combos flowing naturally.

After finishing one round of the Basic Saber Technique, Chen Mo found that he had gained another sliver of insight, clearly the effect of his talent.

At the same time, he understood that even if a technique's moves were at Perfection, adjustments were needed in different situations.

The Perfection of fixed moves was merely rigid Perfection, not true Perfection.