Practicing the Umbrella

Screech—

Bursts of air-piercing sounds rang out.

Boss Lu held the Lion Umbrella, repeatedly performing a single motion.

With his current strength, even without mobilizing the specks of light inside his body, the Lion Umbrella in his hand could still send people flying with a poke.

Because of this, every time he executed it with all his might, it felt as though he were tearing apart the surrounding air.

Once, twice, thrice...

As the repetitions piled up, his arm gradually grew numb.

Strong as his strength was, executing it with full force every single time was truly exhausting.

Fortunately, practicing Menstrual Pain had already accustomed him to pain, so what did a sore and numb arm even matter?

Though it was not the same sensation, at least Boss Lu's endurance was very strong right now.

Lin Xiaoqi did not teach Lu Yibai how to poke so as to unleash the greatest might.

Everyone's most suitable movements and postures were different.

They needed to rely on their own repeated practice and experience to carefully perceive the feelings and differences within.

Since his body had undergone enhancement, his perception had also grown increasingly acute; as long as he calmed his mind and felt it, he could tell them apart.

Five hundred times with the right hand finished, then switch to the left.

Now he felt like a disabled person, as his right hand had almost no feeling left.

Five hundred times was not many, but executing them with full force was a different story.

By the time he finished five hundred times with each of his left and right hands, Lu Yibai felt that as a First Rank, he was a total waste.

Though it relied mainly on the arm to generate force, everyone should understand that to exert the maximum effect, areas like the waist had to exert force as well.

Yet the next day, he continued to practice anyway.

The third day, the fourth day, he did not slack off for a single day.

Perseverance is key!

The gates to a new world had already been pushed open, so he needed to stand firm within it.

Living as a human was actually not easy at all.

Working harder behind the scenes would allow one to be more at ease in front of others.

Keep it up, consider it laying the groundwork for acting cool in the future!

When practicing, Lin Xiaoqi required Lu Yibai to be fully absorbed, with his concentration at one hundred percent, which was actually... quite difficult.

After all, when he practiced the umbrella, he was mobilizing his full strength. His hearing was very sharp right now; it was usually fine, but once he used his full force, he could actually hear all sorts of miscellaneous sounds.

Especially since next door, Ye Yiyi was still quite the drama queen.

You must know, this was a Night Demon with ideals, ambitions, and a passion for roleplay. She really had a lot of inner drama and lived entirely in her own world.

Even while taking a bath, she could mutter Zhu Ziqing's Lotus Pool Moonlight to herself. Smelling the light fragrance of the body wash on her arm, she recited, "Like stars in the azure sky, or a beauty just emerging from the bath, where the breeze passes, it sends over wisps of subtle fragrance..."

Give me a break. With the sound of the water just now being that loud, are you sure it wasn't a sow playing in the water?

One could truly say her inner drama was off the charts.

Lin Xiaoqi would also occasionally come over to check on his progress, stepping out with those long, leggy legs of hers that could be appreciated for a year.

The state of such legs usually made ordinary people think: Holy shit, it feels like her whole legs are made of her brain!

Under these circumstances, clearing one's mind of distractions was indeed very difficult.

Who wasn't a hot-blooded man, after all?

Having finished her bath, Ye Yiyi changed into her waitress uniform and ran over to sit obediently in front of Lu Yibai, looking just like a little puppy waiting for its master to feed it.

Lu Yibai's arms were already numb, but there was no help for it—Ye Yiyi needed the replenishment of male yang energy.

So he forced himself to pick up the Lion Umbrella, pressed the top of the umbrella against her lower abdomen, and then poured a portion of the light specks within his body into the umbrella.

Whimper, whimper, whimper...

The yang energy flowed into her body like a small stream. This was the most enjoyable few seconds of every day for Ye Yiyi.

Ah, if this goes on for long, she might just become addicted to it.

"Boss, do you want me to massage your arms for you?" Ye Yiyi asked ingratiatingly.

As she spoke, she extended her fair and tender hands.

"No need, hurry downstairs to work. The bar will be open for business soon enough."

What massage? When was a massage ever more important than making money?

Are you trying to slack off?

Boss Lu was truly strict...

Days passed one by one. Boss Lu diligently practiced every day, followed by poking around with the Lion Umbrella.

He never tired of it.

You must know, the strong had dignity, while the weak... were simply a unit of measurement.

You must be very familiar with lines like this: "Brat, I am someone who can beat three XXXs! You'd better surrender obediently!"

"Hah, just three? I am the man who's going to become someone who defeats a hundred XXXs!"

Practice more. At least ensure that in the future, it would be him poking others, rather than others poking him.

Talent seemed to be predestined and up to fate, but practicing more never hurt.

In his view, what was "fate"?

Destiny was an excuse for the weak, while luck was a modest phrasing for the strong.

After so many days of practicing a single movement, Lu Yibai's body had grown somewhat accustomed to it.

He roughly sensed which movement could unleash the greatest power, and then controlled his body to assume this posture during every practice.

Slowly, his body would remember this movement, thereby turning it into an instinctive reaction.

This was very important, and very useful.

It was just a pity that Lu Yibai had no way to rapidly improve. He was walking the Trash Protagonist School path, not the transmigration-rebirth or invincible-cheat paths.

The only thing that made Lu Yibai feel relatively comforted these past few days was that his wounds had completely healed, and not even a scar had been left behind. This scar-healing ointment was powerful stuff; if he took it to sell, it would definitely be the gospel for those people prone to acne scars!

Most importantly, that rat demon had a full case of gray nails, yet it hadn't transmitted them to him.

"Big-headed son, small-headed dad, got gray nails, one infects two~"

Huming a soft tune, Lu Yibai happily threw himself back into practice once more.

Screech—!

The Lion Umbrella swept through the air, emitting a piercing sound.

Full of vigor, completely satisfying.

Lin Xiaoqi happened to come to the living room to pour some water and witnessed this scene.

"Not bad, Boss! Rapid progress!" Lin Xiaoqi gave a thumbs-up to praise Lu Yibai.

"Then can I practice the next movement?" Lu Yibai turned his head to ask.

"Emmmmm... Not yet."

Lu Yibai: "? ? ?"

Why? It was clearly already perfect.

"Because it's not accurate enough." Lin Xiaoqi pointed at the umbrella tip.

Lu Yibai understood instantly.

His arm had indeed formed muscle memory, and every strike ensured maximum power, but he couldn't hit accurately.

Inaccurate stabbing—what a terrifying three words!

No way!

She stacked two chairs together, made them high, and casually picked up a fashion magazine from the table.

Tearing off a page at random, she ripped out a small strip.

Then, she pasted this small strip of paper onto the chair.

Since the magazine paper tended to be rather stiff, the protruding part of the paper strip stood upright, looking very much like a miniature paper target.

It was so small, hitting it would be very difficult.

"Boss, begin."

Lu Yibai nodded.

Before starting, he asked, "Couldn't this first stance of the Basic Umbrella Technique have another name? Poke just feels kind of weird."

"Sure, then how about calling it stab or pierce? But aren't verbs like that mostly used for needle-like objects? Our umbrella tip is a cylinder."

Lu Yibai: "..."

Forget it, it was probably just his own problem.

He admonished himself: Don't be vulgar, stay elegant.

After calming his mind, Boss Lu fiercely swung the Lion Umbrella in his hand.

Naturally...

He didn't even graze it!

(ps: Second update. Just confirming the update time—basically two chapters updated at 12 midnight, barring any accidents. Continuing to beg for recommendation votes~)