Grace and Guerrilla Warfare

Dong. Scholarship Gem equipped. Passive guerrilla effect activated. Target Lin Dong detected cultivating First-grade martial art Through-the-Back Fist. Host will continuously gain partial experience.

"Auxiliary cultivation: Through-the-Back Fist."

Without a second thought, Lin Changqiang applied today's auxiliary cultivation to Through-the-Back Fist. After all, anyone who'd read the original knew that mastering Through-the-Back Fist to perfection and unlocking the tenth crack could rival ordinary Second-grade martial arts, or even a few Third-grade ones.

Though he'd always figured it was just a little cheat the author gave his golden boy.

Dong. Congratulations, host. Auxiliary cultivation (Through-the-Back Fist) completed.

Target Lin Dong detected tempering his body. Host will gain additional partial effects.

"Double happiness!"

In his mind, memories of Through-the-Back Fist gradually surfaced, as if he'd truly been practicing it all along. At the same time, his body quietly strengthened—the increase was extremely limited, almost imperceptible, but it was real.

Lin Changqiang grinned like an idiot.

He hummed a little tune, running cheerfully for a good while until his clothes were completely soaked with sweat. Only then did he stop. The day's training tasks were fully complete—truly a cause for celebration, a cause for celebration.

"Ah, clothes I just changed into this morning, and now I have to wash them again."

Lin Changqiang touched his damp shirt with mild disgust and was about to head inside for a bath. But when he saw Lin Dong still training in the clearing, his eyes flickered. A sly grin crept across his face as he trotted over to Lin Dong's side.

Lin Dong, busy throwing punches, didn't pay Lin Changqiang much mind. He just figured the guy was tired from running and wanted a rest. To be fair, Lin Changqiang lasting this long had already surprised him.

He nodded with a smile and immediately started the next round of training.

When it came to talent, he might not be the best. But when it came to hard work, persistence, and effort, he knew he wouldn't lose to anyone.

"(ω)hiahiahia, I was worried about how to explain it when Lin Dong finds out I know everything he knows. Now I've got an excuse."

Lin Changqiang snickered inwardly, but on the surface, he wore a serious expression, staring intently at Lin Dong's Through-the-Back Fist practice without even blinking.

At first, he just stared blankly at Lin Dong while daydreaming, fantasizing about punching the Three Sect Masters of Yuan Gate, kicking the Demon Clan's Demonic Emperor, shaking the Tianxuan Continent, marrying a rich beauty, and reaching the peak of life.

But as Lin Dong grew more and more skilled, throwing each set of Through-the-Back Fist with fierce momentum—grand and imposing yet stylish—Lin Changqiang's heart began to burn.

"A real man should be like this!"

He jumped up with a start.

"Why are you yelling so loud?" Lin Dong flinched at the sudden shout, his training coming to a halt. He shot Lin Changqiang an annoyed look. "And why have you been hanging around me so much lately? Still got your eye on Qing Tan?"

With that, Lin Dong's expression turned suspicious, and his gaze toward Lin Changqiang grew wary. If he remembered correctly, this kid seemed pretty fond of his little sister.

"No, no, no. How could that be?" Lin Changqiang quickly shook his head.

Are you kidding? He wasn't some sleazy pervert interested in an underage girl. In his original world, that was illegal—a serious crime. Even after transmigrating, it wasn't that easy to change his mindset.

But he couldn't exactly say he was leeching experience either...

Lin Changqiang narrowed his eyes. Anyone who knew him would recognize that look—the gears in his head were turning, scheming something.

"Lin Dong, have you ever heard this saying?"

"?"

"A person can grow up in an instant!" Lin Changqiang grabbed Lin Dong's shoulders, staring straight into his eyes. In that moment, his gaze was like lightning!

"The me of today is completely different from the me of yesterday! After yesterday, I've awakened to my true heart." He spoke each word deliberately.

"I will ascend to the Pinnacle of Martial Arts!"

Even Lin Dong, known for his strong will, was stunned by Lin Changqiang's boldness. He stared at him in surprise.

"Changqiang, are you serious?"

After all, his biggest wish right now was just to defeat Lin Langtian and avenge his father, who had been severely injured.

"Of course! A real man, born between heaven and earth, should wield a three-foot sword and achieve immortal feats! How could he languish in obscurity under others?"

Lin Changqiang's eyes burned as he looked at Lin Dong. In this moment, he was brimming with spirit. In this moment, his momentum soared.

There was no way he couldn't talk Lin Dong into it!

"Right now, we're living in nothing but a tiny Qingyang Town. Beyond Qingyang Town is Flame City, beyond Flame City is the Great Yan Dynasty, and beyond the Great Yan Dynasty are countless powers, as numerous as stars!"

"Don't you want to see it? Haven't you ever thought that one day, we could roam the world with our swords, sweeping away every scoundrel? How exhilarating would that be!"

His words struck Lin Dong like a morning drum or an evening bell. Just imagining that scene—roaming the world, righting every wrong he saw—was enough to pull him in deep, getting him hyped beyond belief.

"Lin Dong, have you ever heard of a creature called a dragon?"

Lin Changqiang kept going.

"A dragon?" Lin Dong stared blankly ahead, his eyes seeming to lose focus.

"Legend says the dragon can grow large or shrink small, rise or hide. Large, it summons clouds and mist; small, it conceals its form. Rising, it soars through the heavens; hiding, it lurks in the waves."

"The dragon changes with the times, just as a man who achieves his ambition roams the four seas. The dragon as a being—it can be compared to the heroes of the world!"

He gripped Lin Dong's wrist tightly, looking straight into his eyes. "Lin Dong, do you know who in Qingyang Town today can be called a hero?"

"I... I don't know."

In the end, Lin Dong was just a teenager. Lin Changqiang had only slightly tweaked the words of Lord Cao and others, and already he had Lin Dong completely dazzled and disoriented.

He laughed heartily and released Lin Dong's hands. "The ones who can be called heroes are those with an imposing presence, who harbor the ambition to encompass the world and the will to swallow the four seas!"

He pointed at Lin Dong, then at himself, speaking with fervor and passion. "The heroes of Qingyang Town today—only you and I!"

In an instant, it was as if a thunderclap exploded above the forest!

Whether Lin Changqiang believed it or not, Lin Dong certainly did. A fighting spirit gradually ignited in his eyes, and his fists slowly clenched.

"This way, he won't stop me from leeching experience anymore~" Watching Lin Dong frozen in place, Lin Changqiang felt quite satisfied.