Ambition of New Talent

Note

When multiple skills from the same series meet the requirements, you may choose to synthesize them into a talent.

Talents are innate advantages. Compared with skills cultivated later in life, they have fewer restrictions, are more powerful, and are far more mysterious.

2 Level 1 skills: synthesize a talent of Green Excellent Quality.

3 Level 2 skills: synthesize a talent of Blue Outstanding Quality.

4 Level 3 skills: synthesize a talent of Purple Epic Quality.

5 Level 4 skills: synthesize a talent of Orange Legendary Quality.

6 Level 5 skills: synthesize a talent of Gold Mythic Quality.

Fang Cheng's eyes lit up.

Looking at the line of small text that had appeared at the bottom of the Skill Bar.

His previously settled heart stirred with anticipation once more.

To be honest, aside from having a higher innate Spirit Attribute than ordinary people, this body's only presentable talent was its looks.

That was why the Panel had rated it as a talent of "Green Excellent Quality."

Now, he had unlocked four fitness-related skills.

Among them, Push-Ups, Squats, and Leg Raises had all reached Level 1.

In other words, he could choose any two of them right now and immediately synthesize a brand-new talent.

Or perhaps he could continue waiting for other skills to unlock and level up.

In the near future, he might be able to create a higher-quality Outstanding Grade, or even Epic Grade talent.

Fang Cheng's gaze flickered as he turned to the talent interface.

Beauty (Green Excellent)

He stared at it for a while, hesitation showing on his face.

Based on his experiences growing up, this talent had brought him both benefits and drawbacks.

It greatly increased his charm toward the opposite sex, allowing him to easily gain their favor.

But at the same time, it also drew the invisible hostility and exclusion of male peers around him.

Come to think of it, it was not as useful as he had imagined.

If he had to waste two skills just to synthesize a talent of this level, he might as well not choose at all.

Fang Cheng's gaze swept over the lines of notes regarding Talent Synthesis.

Excellent, Outstanding, Epic, Legendary...

Finally, his eyes settled on the last line of small text.

Gold Mythic Talent.

"A Mythic Talent..."

Fang Cheng let out a soft sigh, unable to stop his imagination from running wild.

Prisoner's Six Arts consisted of six skills in total.

Each skill represented a direction of muscle training and symbolized the unlocking of a portion of the potential hidden deep within the human body.

It could be said that this was an extremely complete Body Refining Method.

If this world truly was nothing more than an ordinary world, then he still had hope.

Through the Panel, he could continuously temper his body, break through his limits, surpass the ordinary, and surpass the masses.

Perhaps he could even become the only god in this world...

Fang Cheng looked up at the raindrops falling from the sky and took a deep breath.

For now, he suppressed those thoughts and calmed himself.

Everything had only just begun.

If he wanted to know how strong he could become, then he just had to keep challenging his limits.

He grabbed the horizontal bar with his right hand and clenched his left into a fist.

Feeling the strength filling his biceps brachii, he promptly flipped down from the bar.

Both hands gripped the steel bar as his body hung in mid-air.

Then he tightened his core and practiced using the strength of his abdominal muscles to raise his straight legs to a horizontal position.

He held it for the duration of one breath before slowly lowering them again.

This was the advanced movement of the third art of Prisoner's Six Arts—Hanging Leg Raise.

Once his body returned to the hanging position, he began the next repetition.

It was similar to pull-ups.

During the raising and lowering motion, he had to control his speed slowly and forcefully.

The faster the movement, the greater the role of inertia, and the worse the results became.

Because inertia reduced the tension in the abdominal muscles.

So the difficulty of this exercise was obvious.

After completing the first repetition, Fang Cheng could clearly feel the pressure coming from his weak rectus abdominis.

The physical fitness improved by attribute points did not seem to be distributed evenly among the muscles and bones throughout his body. There appeared to be a certain emphasis.

When practicing skills, frequently trained areas received additional enhancement.

Other areas received less.

Fang Cheng had vaguely suspected this before.

Now, thanks to his Spirit Attribute breaking past the critical threshold of 20 points, his control over every movement had become far more precise.

He could even sense the entire process of each muscle transmitting force to the next in layers, ultimately forming a chain of power whenever he made a movement.

It was as though his body and soul had become more perfectly aligned, blending together seamlessly.

Simply put, his brain's nerve reactions had become sharper.

The feeling was no less significant than gaining a new talent.

"Maybe unlocking new skills won't be so difficult from now on?"

Fang Cheng murmured, his eyes filled with longing.

"Next, another five groups—100 hanging leg raises!"

The sky was beginning to brighten, but the torrential rain continued.

White mist drifted through the silent park.

Within it, the bare figure of someone endlessly practicing leg raises could vaguely be seen.

Life was always full of unknown changes. There were too many things beyond one's control.

The only things you could control were your own body and willpower.

Set your goal, forge ahead, and climb step by step to the summit!

Time flew by. Two days later.

Jiangdong District, Global Elite Fighting Club.

Human Resources Department office.

"This is the backup contract, this is the employee handbook, and this is your work badge."

"After signing, go to the warehouse to collect a new set of protective gear, then head to the Training Hall and wait for the coach to assign your work."

"Today is your first day as a sparring partner. There are some rules you need to understand beforehand, so as to avoid misunderstandings..."

The bespectacled Personnel Specialist sat behind the desk, rattling off instructions at a rapid pace.

"Thank you."

Fang Cheng picked up a pen and signed his name in the contract's signature field. Then he collected the relevant items and walked out.

As an old employee, he knew all the onboarding procedures inside and out.

He was also familiar with many people in the various departments.

It was just that the Human Resources Department's attitude this time was somewhat contradictory. At first, they had been perfunctory and casual, but in the end, they could not help giving him a serious reminder.

It was as though they believed Fang Cheng would soon be unable to bear the pressure and choose to resign.

On the way to the warehouse, he passed the Training Hall.

He could see a group of sturdy young men, bare-chested and wearing only fighting shorts, doing high-knee drills while running laps around the venue.

Today was Monday, and there were noticeably fewer ordinary students attending classes.

Most were Elite Students preparing for professional matches.

There were also professional fighters who had rented the club's facilities for training.

And because the Human Resources Department only worked on Mondays, the contract signing had been delayed until today.

Fang Cheng quickly collected his protective gear, put it on, and arrived at Training Hall No. 2.

At that moment, a short, stocky, exceptionally fierce-looking figure had already appeared in the karate area.

Looking at the employer, who was continuously doing knuckle push-ups and exhaling sharply with each movement, Fang Cheng silently walked to one side and stood still.

He first stretched his legs, opened his hips, and loosened his limbs.

After loosening up his muscles and bones, he moved on to Single-Leg Squats as a warm-up exercise.

Today's first lesson...

No, it should have been called his first job—a high-difficulty challenge.

His opponent was none other than Majima Goro, mentally unstable yet possessed of beast-like physical prowess.

Of course, this was exactly what Fang Cheng had been looking forward to for a long time.