However, before that, Wang Yi had to be cautious; after all, he was far too weak right now.
Now, all Wang Yi needed to do was reasonably reach the physical fitness of a Quasi-Warrior before the July 1st Quasi-Warrior Assessment.
Sigh, it looks like I can only train even harder during this period.
Wang Yi looked at the training hall, which was over a hundred meters in length and width, smacked his lips, and thought to himself.
Fortunately, my physical strength was already 800 kilograms before. Even if it increases to 900 kilograms over these two-plus months, while a bit abrupt, it's not entirely unacceptable.
The most important thing is still becoming a Martial Artist!
In this era, a Martial Artist was filled with infinite possibilities!
This was why everyone wanted to become a Martial Artist.
In this era, because Martial Artists possessed high status and formidable strength, they enjoyed an abundance of privileges!
Although they were equally bound by the law, their status truly towered above ordinary people.
However, Martial Artists were also the frontline force against monsters, and every year countless Martial Artists ventured deep into the wilderness to roam, perishing under the claws of monsters.
And the human world was able to maintain its current relatively peaceful life precisely because it was guarded by powerful Martial Artists.
Rights and obligations were reciprocal; since there were gains, there would naturally be sacrifices and contributions!
Wang Yi knew deeply just how perilous this world was.
"Now, let's start with the first step..." Wang Yi walked toward a training machine.
Subsequently, in the following time, Wang Yi persisted in attending school every day, exercising at the martial arts school, and also signing in at the community's Thunderclap Martial Arts School, where the reward was a ten percent increase in Cell Vitality.
So-called cell vitality was actually a form of physical recovery ability.
People with strong cell vitality, for example, if they suffered severe internal organ injuries and vomited blood, could potentially have their internal organs fully healed in half a minute. For instance, if an arm bone broke, it would also be restored to perfection in just a short while.
The stronger the cell vitality, the faster the recovery speed!
Moreover, as a Martial Artist's body genes evolved, their cell vitality far exceeded that of ordinary people.
The stronger the Martial Artist, the more astonishing their cell vitality!
Evolving to the later stages, even if arms and legs were gone, Gene Energy could grow them back!
Of course, Wang Yi increasing his current body's cell vitality by just ten percent did not have such a powerful effect; it could only be said to be better than nothing, merely making Wang Yi's body recovery speed slightly faster after injury, with a very minor effect.
Wang Yi also finally understood the meaning behind the randomness of the Sign-in Panel.
Fortunately, the rewards appearing on the Sign-in Panel were all targeted at cultivation, and did not produce those kinds of ridiculous things that made people laugh or cry.
Afterwards, Wang Yi spent some time before the College Entrance Exam arrived signing in at the martial arts schools in all the districts of Jiujiang City except for the Main Urban Area.
He obtained all sorts of rewards.
There were those that increased speed and agility, cell vitality, physical strength, nerve reaction speed, Blade Technique...
Currently, Wang Yi's physical strength was 3,300 kilograms. Among this, some were rewarded by the Sign-in Panel, while others were improved through his training over this past month.
Wang Yi discovered that after his Gene Level increased threefold, his speed of physical conditioning and physical fitness improvement was faster than before by who knows how many times.
Even without the rewards of the Sign-in Panel, he could have very easily raised his physical strength to the 900-kilogram Quasi-Warrior level within two months!
And if it were in the past, he probably would have had to spend who knows how much time and effort in university to accomplish it.
Wang Yi finally understood that having undergone genetic modification and evolution through the First Calamity Technique of the Nine-Calamity Secret Manual, he was just like those people undergoing Marrow Cleansing in novels, having completely shed his mortal shell and transformed!
His physical fitness now possessed the aptitude of a true genius!
Even his speed of cultivating Gene Energy would probably far surpass that of ordinary people.
And this was merely one of Wang Yi's many current advantages.
His current Body Movement and Blade Technique were also outstanding among his peers.
That evening, Wang Yi arrived at the Limit Martial Arts School.
"Xiao Wang, you're here." Most of the men and women practicing in the third-floor hall of the Limit Martial Arts School greeted Wang Yi with smiles.
Wang Yi also responded with a smile.
"Wang Yi, your progress seems quite fast lately. Did you eat some kind of medicine?" A slightly plump, curly-haired young man with a round face walked over and asked Wang Yi with curiosity.
"I've just been training more lately, improving a tiny bit is all." Wang Yi replied like this.
As for the reality, it was that Wang Yi had constantly displayed his improvement speed in front of outsiders in order to minimize suspicion during the Quasi-Warrior Assessment.
Improving a bit today, progressing a tiny bit more tomorrow, and adding all those numbers up made it quite large.
In the eyes of others, Wang Yi seemed as though he had suddenly taken some medicine, his rate of progress shockingly fast, with many Advanced Students curiously asking him if he had obtained some kind of ancestral secret recipe.
Because technology was developed in this era, especially biological research which had reached new heights, there were even Gene Potions capable of making ordinary people improve rapidly! Of course, the price was also extremely expensive! It was not something ordinary people could afford!
Moreover, because martial arts schools flourished and the public practiced cultivation, countless related industries had sprung up.
Not to mention certain health products that assisted with training.
Although everyone suspected, Could this kid be kept by a wealthy sugar mommy?, they didn't think too much of it.
After all, a living person was right in front of them, not suddenly turning into a monster!
Of course, Wang Yi couldn't possibly say he was just putting on an act, brushing it all off with banter and jokes.
While working out his body, he chatted with a few familiar friends.
"Speaking of which, I'm almost twenty-six years old, and I've taken the Quasi-Warrior Assessment twice, but I fail every time," a youth wearing a singlet and shorts who revealed sturdy muscles and had half-white-dyed hair sighed with emotion, saying, "Don't look at how it's just falling short by that tiny bit; it might take us several years of hard work. The Quasi-Warrior Assessment is extremely strict, and if you fail the assessment and want to continue, you have to wait until next month."
Several other people nearby wore looks of shared sympathetic sentiment.
"Brother Sun, you'll definitely pass this time."
"Yeah, Brother Sun, you're so formidable and work so hard. If you don't pass, it would defy all logic."
Brother Sun smiled and shook his head. "You guys make it sound easy, it's not nearly that simple. This Quasi-Warrior Assessment has very high physical fitness requirements for everyone taking it: punch strength, speed, nerve reaction speed... not a single one can fall behind. Speaking of which, punch strength is probably the easiest standard to meet, followed by speed, and lastly nerve reaction speed. During my first Quasi-Warrior Assessment, my speed didn't meet the requirement. The second time, it was the nerve reaction speed. You guys shouldn't just always train physical strength in your usual training; you also need to focus on training and cultivating nerve reaction speed."
The several people nearby nodded thoughtfully.
Brother Sun shifted his gaze and saw Wang Yi practicing weightlifting on a machine not far away, training single-mindedly and drenched in sweat, prompting a trace of emotion from him. "Hey, being young is great! Such drive!"
He seemed to have forgotten that he was only in his early twenties himself.
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