"917 kg."
As this result appeared, the expressions of quite a few people present visibly changed.
Over 900 kilograms.
This meant Lin Mu was not merely a First-Order Martial Artist.
He also possessed considerable talent, having cultivated a Second-stage Martial Skill to beyond major mastery.
Among his peers, he was undoubtedly considered fairly outstanding.
A trace of surprise flashed through the examiner's eyes, and he looked at Lin Mu with several degrees more approval.
To cultivate to this level at such a young age, this young man truly was no simple person.
"Congratulations. You have become a Martial Artist. Based on your performance, you can be granted a C-grade Subsidy."
He wrote several words on the assessment form in his hand, then handed it to Lin Mu.
A look of surprise appeared on Lin Mu's face.
A C-grade Subsidy!
It amounted to 6,000 yuan a month, and he could also receive a ten percent discount when buying things at the martial arts gym.
An ordinary First-Order Martial Artist, meanwhile, could at most receive a D-grade Subsidy—4,000 yuan a month, with no discounts on purchases.
"Thank you!" Lin Mu said gratefully.
"This is what you deserve," the examiner said.
A smile appeared on Lin Mu's face as he turned and walked to one side.
The man who had led Lin Mu there, however, kept staring at him, as though he could not believe what had happened before his eyes.
Just two days ago, he had helped Lin Mu register, and Lin Mu had only been at 547 kg.
Yet now, he had reached 917 kg.
This showed that not only had Lin Mu's Blood Qi Value risen, but he had also made a breakthrough in his Martial Skill.
It was only when Lin Mu arrived before him that he came back to his senses.
"What are you thinking about?" Lin Mu teased.
"Nothing. You scared me!" the man explained.
"What's so surprising about that? It's only a C-grade Subsidy," Lin Mu said.
"Not that!" The man shook his head.
Lin Mu shrugged and did not say anything further.
The man led him to the side. After registering him once more, a certificate was placed before Lin Mu.
Looking at the certificate, excitement appeared on Lin Mu's face. He went to the side, bought several F-grade Blood Qi Potions in succession, and left the martial arts gym.
The receptionist waited and waited, yet Lin Mu never came over. A hint of puzzlement appeared on her face.
But at that moment, the man came before her and set down some documents.
"This is the list of newly advanced Martial Artists. Enter it on your end."
"Mm!" The receptionist nodded.
Yet not long afterward, an incredulous expression appeared on her face.
Because the documents in her hand were unmistakably Lin Mu's information.
Blood Qi Value: 1.01 points.
Punching force: 917 kg.
C-grade Subsidy!
When she saw this information, she could scarcely believe her own eyes.
Lin Mu had truly become a Martial Artist.
She had actually misjudged him!
And his punching force had reached over 900.
Fierce as hell.
If he used that on her, she would not be able to take it either.
Such results were exceptionally dazzling.
For a moment, a gleam appeared in her beautiful eyes.
She had come to work here precisely to hook a golden turtle son-in-law.
Lin Mu might look a little shabby now, but if she could get him, he would definitely have excellent prospects in the future.
Thinking of this, she entered Lin Mu's number into her phone and sent him a friend request notification.
Lin Mu knew nothing of this. After returning home, he once again threw himself into cultivation.
Although he had improved greatly, there was still no small gap between him and his goal.
If he wanted to achieve good results before the Martial Arts Exam, he had to put in even more effort.
Time flew by.
A week passed in the blink of an eye.
This week, just like the previous two days, Lin Mu had remained in the Cultivation Room.
His cultivation had also undergone an obvious change.
"Name: Lin Mu."
"Blood Qi Value: 1.34 points."
"Skills: Fist Technique (Black Iron Grade 36%), Movement Technique (Black Iron Grade 20%)."
"Cultivation Art: Five Hearts Facing Heaven Art (Minor Mastery 42%)."
"Martial Skill: Dragon Roar Fist (Perfected)."
"..."
Compared with before, his Blood Qi Value had increased by 0.33, his Fist Technique skill by 12%, his Movement Technique skill by 5%, his Five Hearts Facing Heaven Art by 7%, and his Dragon Roar Fist by 71%.
The changes were extremely obvious.
In the past, he would not even have dared to imagine it.
"With my current abilities, getting into a slightly better Second-Tier Martial Arts School should not be a problem."
Lin Mu silently thought to himself.
There was still no small gap between this and his goal.
And now, he faced a problem.
He was out of money!
When he had transmigrated into this world, his family circumstances had not been good to begin with.
His mother had died early. His father had previously been a Third-Order Martial Artist, but he had suffered severe injuries during a mission and was still living in a Sanatorium.
Over the years, much money had been spent treating his father, and there were not many savings left at home.
Some time ago, after activating the system, he had spent all his money buying a Second-stage Martial Skill.
Now that the Martial Skill had reached perfection, further cultivation would not improve it.
And merely cultivating his cultivation art alone resulted in limited progress, far from what Lin Mu wanted.
"According to the rules, my Blood Qi Value must reach at least 7.0 before I might be able to enter the best martial arts school in the province. At my current cultivation speed, getting in is simply impossible."
Lin Mu silently thought to himself.
He wanted to improve. He wanted to grow stronger.
But all of that required money.
"I'm a First-Order Martial Artist now. There should be ways for me to make money."
With that thought, Lin Mu walked to one side.
After searching online, some information surfaced.
Through filtering, Lin Mu picked out several things he could do.
1. Work as someone's sparring partner, paid by the hour.
2. Participate in Virtual Duels. Obtain a rank, and he could receive prize money.
3. Work for others as a bodyguard, thug, or something similar.
Lin Mu merely glanced at the third option before directly eliminating it.
Because he only had three months left before the Martial Arts Exam.
He was not attending school now because his talent had been poor and his teachers did not want to bother with him. Thus, as long as he asked for leave, he did not need to go.
But if he worked for someone else, he definitely would not have time to cultivate.
Both the first and second options were worth considering.
After thinking for a while, he decided to try both.
He once again arrived at the martial arts gym.
Excitement appeared in Huang Yan's beautiful eyes.
She immediately stood up, discreetly undid a button at her chest, and revealed a patch of snow-white skin.
Her voice was also more coquettish than before.
"You're here!"
Lin Mu nodded. "Mm! Does the martial arts gym have a sparring partner program?"
Huang Yan nodded. "Of course!"
"I want to make money. Can you help me register?"
"Sure!"
"Thank you!"
"It's nothing. But if you really want to thank me, you could invite me to your home to sit for a—"
Before she could finish, Lin Mu had already walked far away.
Seeing this, an annoyed expression appeared on her face.
She had seen dense men before, but never one this dense.
She was so beautiful—could he not even spare her one more glance?
At that moment, the man from earlier came to her side.
As though afraid he would take advantage of her, Huang Yan hurriedly fastened her button.
"What?"
"What did he come for?"
"He wants to be a sparring partner for others!"
"Really?"
"Why would I lie?"
"Great! That gentleman has been wanting to get in touch with him."
"..."
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