High Martial World: One Effort, Ten Thousandfold Critical Harvest
Chapter 39

Slapping Zhao Shun

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Lin Mu felt his vision go dark, and the next second, he found himself in a desert zone.

A majestic voice rang out at that moment.

"The training camp is one hundred kilometers from here. Everyone, put on the weighted gear and run toward the camp. During the process, you are not allowed to attack fellow participants, nor remove the gear. Violators will be executed!"

As the voice fell, hundreds of weighted vests landed on the ground.

Lin Mu's expression shifted slightly.

Starting off with such a big show!?

Without hesitation, he stepped forward a few paces and put on a weighted vest.

A heavy force pressed down on him.

He felt as if all the blood qi in his body was sealed. His original Blood Qi Value of 7.48 could now only exert around 2.0.

More importantly, there was this weight.

At least several hundred kilograms.

Under these conditions, running a hundred kilometers was practically asking for his life.

The majestic voice sounded again: "The first ten to complete the trial will receive Points rewards, while the last twenty will face punishment!"

"The trial begins now!"

As the voice fell, many figures dashed forward. Their speed wasn't fast, and their faces showed some pain.

Clearly, they too were affected by the weighted gear.

Lin Mu adjusted his mindset and started running forward.

But before long, Zhao Shun and his group passed by him.

When Zhao Shun saw Lin Mu, there was a hint of contempt in his eyes: "I didn't think you'd actually dare to come? With your pathetic strength, once you enter the training camp, you'll die by my hands!"

The few people beside him wore cold sneers.

They knew about the matter between Zhao Shun and Lin Mu.

Their respective families had some influence in Li City.

Lin Mu, on the other hand, was just a commoner. What qualifications did someone like him have to compete with them?

And he actually thought he could come here to take revenge on Zhao Shun?

How laughable!

With people like them around, they could toy with Lin Mu to death anytime!

"These days, there are always commoners who don't know their place, trying to challenge the powerful. Do they not see who makes the rules in this world?"

"Probably watched too many TV dramas, can't tell north from south. Once they enter the training camp, they'll know what happens when they go against us!"

"Forget it! Enter the training camp? With his scrawny arms and legs, can he even survive this hundred-kilometer weighted run?"

"..."

Those people taunted.

A cold gleam flashed in Lin Mu's eyes.

He didn't speak, but his figure surged forward.

In his view, these people were nothing but clowns. Rather than waste words with them, it was better to let them see just how big the gap between them was.

Seeing Lin Mu silent, the group snorted coldly, thinking he was afraid of them.

After running about seven or eight kilometers, Lin Mu's face showed some pain. He stopped, panting heavily.

Under these conditions, exercise consumed a lot of stamina. Even he was struggling to hold on.

A system notification sounded at that moment.

"Completed weighted endurance run training. Obtained 127x efficiency."

In an instant, Lin Mu felt his body lighten considerably, and he had clearly adapted to the weight.

Even the suppression of his blood qi seemed less effective than before.

A faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. With a system like this, what did he have to worry about?

His figure charged forward again, and Lin Mu burst forth at a speed even faster than before.

In just a short moment, he overtook many people.

This scene caught the attention of many.

Surprise flickered across their faces. After all, everyone was on the same starting line, and after running for so long, they were all exhausted. Yet Lin Mu could still pick up speed.

But on second thought, they figured Lin Mu was probably out of his mind.

This was a hundred-kilometer long run.

Using up all his stamina now—how would he last later?

Qian Mu's gaze also fell on Lin Mu, his eyes narrowing slightly.

He hadn't expected Lin Mu to suddenly accelerate.

"Is that the guy you were talking about? He looks a bit reckless! Doesn't he know how to pace himself?" the person beside him said.

"Not sure. Maybe he's just got good stamina."

"Don't joke around. Even you can only maintain this speed. Could his Blood Qi Value really be higher than yours?"

Qian Mu shrugged and didn't say much more.

He didn't know Lin Mu that well either—he just found him a bit unusual.

"Also, I heard earlier that Zhao Shun and the others were mocking him. I reckon his days in the Training Camp won't be easy," the young man said.

"Not necessarily. He's not that simple."

"Oh? You seem pretty confident in him."

"Yeah. I've seen how he performed before. He doesn't come across as mediocre."

The young man shrugged, his gaze following Lin Mu's retreating figure. He was curious what this guy had going for him that made Qian Mu value him so much.

Lin Mu had been running for a full half hour, his stamina steadily draining.

Just as he was about to give out, he stopped. A moment later, a system notification sounded.

"Completed weighted endurance run. Obtained 166x efficiency multiplier."

Lin Mu let out a light breath. He could feel the changes in his body—the stamina he'd expended was recovering in a short time.

"Whoever designed this weight training probably never imagined there'd be a cheater like me," Lin Mu thought to himself.

He understood well that the human body had a strong capacity for adaptation.

The weights were powerful, but in the face of the human body, they were still somewhat lacking.

As the running time grew longer, the effect of the weights on the martial artist would gradually diminish.

By Lin Mu's estimate, the weights now affected him by less than fifty percent.

And his Blood Qi Value had also increased under these conditions.

After adjusting his state, he charged forward once again.

His speed was even faster than before, as if he felt no fatigue at all.

Some of the martial artists watching him showed clear changes in expression.

Earlier, when they saw Lin Mu resting, they thought he'd exhausted himself.

But now, Lin Mu had burst forth with this kind of speed again.

"This guy... doesn't he get tired?"

"I think he's not that simple. Anyway, I'm about done for!"

"Damn impressive! Looks like he wasn't overexerting himself—he's actually that good!"

"..."

Qian Mu and the others were about two kilometers behind Lin Mu. Their own blood energy was strong, so they naturally weren't left far behind.

But when they saw Lin Mu's speed, their faces all showed some surprise.

Because that kind of endurance was truly unexpected.

"I take back what I said. This guy... is really something."

"My legs are already feeling weak, and he's still speeding up. How does he do it?"

"Qian Mu, you've got a sharp eye."

"..."

A faint smile appeared on Qian Mu's face. He'd had a feeling earlier, and Lin Mu's performance hadn't disappointed him.

"This guy always seems to pull off something unexpected," Qian Mu thought to himself.

About four or five hundred meters behind them, Zhao Shun and his group also saw this. Their expressions were quite ugly.

Because the gap between them and Lin Mu was growing wider and wider. If this continued, they probably wouldn't even catch sight of Lin Mu's taillights.

"Damn it, how is he doing this? He's just a commoner, no equipment bonuses, and he's actually running faster and faster?" someone asked.

"I think his strength isn't that simple. And if he gets a good result in the first stage, he'll definitely attract attention. If we try to cause him trouble, the instructors will find out for sure," another said.

"I agree. He's too insane. Is this guy really just a commoner with no background? I feel like even Qian Mu falls far short compared to him."

The anger on Zhao Shun's face was obvious. "Less of this talking up others and putting ourselves down. I don't want to hear it, understand?"

The few of them nodded and said nothing more.

But inwardly, they were all regretting it.

If they'd known Lin Mu was this impressive, they never would have waded into this mess with Zhao Shun.

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