Ancient Methods!

36 kilograms!?

Fang Qingyu stared at the number, finding it unbelievable himself.

Seventy-two jin was already equivalent to the weight of a thirteen- or fourteen-year-old child.

"Congratulations. You've crossed the biggest initial gap between yourself and everyone else!"

Instructor Qin felt conflicted after seeing it, but then shook his head with a laugh and extended his hand toward Fang Qingyu.

"Thank you, Instructor Qin."

"To be honest, I'm still a little dazed."

Fang Qingyu gave a wry smile as he shook Instructor Qin's hand.

"Does it feel like something out of a martial arts novel?"

Instructor Qin seemed to recall something and perked up again.

"A little."

"Actually, you don't need to be surprised."

"The human body is full of mysteries. Even now, we haven't fully explored it."

As he spoke, Instructor Qin grew interested as well. He sat down in a nearby chair and began explaining it to Fang Qingyu.

"Besides, during martial arts training, what we pursue is the constant opening of our meridians, thereby increasing our physical strength. It's always been this way, from ancient times to the present."

"Is opening the meridians the requirement for entering the Elite Class?"

Fang Qingyu sat down beside him as well, remembering that Qi Hao was still stuck in the Formal Class.

"No."

Instructor Qin shook his head with a laugh.

"Other than the first meridian, opening the remaining thirteen is something that can only be hoped for, not sought. It's best if you have it, but it's fine if you don't. Understand?"

"Take you, for example. Even if you hadn't opened a meridian today, you'd still be able to enter the Formal Class after some time."

"I understand."

Fang Qingyu nodded.

"But opening a meridian has at least saved you a great deal of time. You can go to the Formal Class tomorrow."

Instructor Qin sounded somewhat wistful. Fang Qingyu had only arrived ten-odd days ago, yet he had already entered the Formal Class.

It had been a long time since he had encountered an ordinary person like this.

"Thank you for your guidance these past few days, Instructor Qin."

Hearing that he could go to the Formal Class, Fang Qingyu had thought he would be delighted, but now he felt a little reluctant to leave.

Although they hadn't known each other for long,

Instructor Qin's sense of responsibility was obvious to everyone.

"By the way, Instructor Qin, I remember you gave me a bottle of water just now?"

Fang Qingyu suddenly recalled another warm current surging into his mouth while he had been nearly unconscious.

"Oh, you mean the nutrient solution? It's the same principle as Medicinal Cuisine, except one works quickly and the other more slowly."

As he spoke, Instructor Qin gave Fang Qingyu a teasing look.

"Speaking of that, you'd better carry a bottle with you from now on. There's something a little strange about you, kid."

"If you open another meridian in the future, it might come in handy."

"I'll take that as a blessing, Instructor Qin."

Fang Qingyu smiled and secretly committed this to memory.

He also didn't ask how much it cost, because no matter how much it was, he couldn't afford to repay it right now.

It would be better to wait until he had earned some money, then slowly compensate Instructor Qin.

Several meals of Medicinal Cuisine, plus today's nutrient solution—he remembered them all.

"All right, I won't keep chatting with you, kid. I still have work to do. As for the rest, when you come to the martial arts center tomorrow, Coach Zheng will explain everything to you."

"All I can say is that martial arts is even more magnificent than you imagine. You must persevere."

Fang Qingyu stood up gratefully and silently saw Instructor Qin out.

But then he remembered the unresolved issue in the chart and hurriedly grabbed the car door just as it was about to close.

"Is there something else?"

Instructor Qin raised an eyebrow.

"Um... have you heard of a method that can temporarily activate the human body's potential?"

Fang Qingyu considered his wording.

"..."

Instructor Qin frowned and thought for quite a while before nodding.

"Yes. I think I saw something about it in Ancient Methods History before, but it was lost long ago."

After saying that, he glanced at the time again.

"All right, I'm in a hurry, so I'll be going. If you're interested, I'll send you a file tonight, but you can't pass it on."

"Okay. Take care, Instructor Qin."

Hearing that, Fang Qingyu quickly released the car door.

Instructor Qin immediately started the car and drove toward the street, but his hands didn't stop moving.

He answered the muted call.

"Old Qin, aren't you here yet? The mission is about to start!!"

Coach Zheng's voice came through the phone.

"Almost there, almost there. Sorry for the trouble."

As Instructor Qin apologized, he opened Feixin and operated it with one hand.

"Do you remember that young man who practiced boxing last time?"

"Who?"

"I sent you his information. This guy is truly a genius!!"

"Fine, fine, just hurry over and do the mission first."

Coach Zheng's voice grew more and more impatient.

Instructor Qin wasn't surprised by her reaction. He merely said calmly,

"He's an ordinary person who opened a meridian in only ten days!"

"?"

The phone fell silent.

"Pat pat pat—"

Raindrops beat constantly against the raincoat.

Fang Qingyu carried a food delivery in one hand and held his phone in the other as he walked through the residential complex.

"Tsk, tsk."

"Tens of thousands of yuan, and he just used it without hesitation. Is Instructor Qin really that rich?"

After leaving the martial arts center, Fang Qingyu had looked up the price of nutrient solutions online.

Even the cheapest one cost thirty thousand yuan.

Yet when Instructor Qin had given it to him just now, he hadn't hesitated in the slightest.

He had to hurry up and make money.

Profession: Delivery Driver Lv.1 (82/100)

Basic Profession Skill: Electric Scooter Piloting Lv.2 (74/200)

Over the course of one afternoon, Fang Qingyu delivered more than sixty orders.

The benefits of his greatly increased physical fitness also helped him quite a bit in his delivery work.

For example, when electric scooters weren't allowed into a residential complex, Fang Qingyu simply ran so fast he practically took flight.

Several consecutive orders were all in the same building.

Fang Qingyu flew up the stairs.

It was as if he had an inexhaustible supply of energy.

As evening approached,

he arrived at the Combat Arena for work.

After finding the pattern, Fang Qingyu focused his attention on the ring before every fight.

Only when the battle was nearly over did he shift his attention to the surrounding spectators.

Soon.

He could start attending the Formal Class tomorrow.

Before long, he would be standing on that ring too.

Watching the cheers that belonged exclusively to the victors, Fang Qingyu gradually grew eager to experience it himself.

After work, Fang Qingyu glanced at the Security Guard panel.

Profession: Security Guard Lv.1 (93/100)

Basic Profession Skill: Alertness Lv.2 (58/200)

He would level up tomorrow.

After returning home, Fang Qingyu didn't rush to grind his skills.

Instead, he opened the file he had been waiting a long time for.

"Ancient Methods History"

Even now, the three Advancement Skill options remained on the panel.

Fang Qingyu still hadn't chosen one.

He had been waiting for this Ancient Methods History file from Instructor Qin.

It recorded some ancient martial arts methods that had once been documented but were now lost.

So it could also be treated as history.

Fang Qingyu soon found the information he needed.

And it was extremely detailed!

"Year 745, Diannan Ailao Mountain. Nanzhao warriors practiced the 'Bloodrage Technique.' During battle, their blood and qi boiled, increasing their combat power by thirty percent. After battle, they needed only twelve double-hours to recover.

"It was said that the technique burned the false fire of the Triple Burner to boil the blood and qi throughout the body, then used the Ren and Du Meridians to form a bridge, temporarily opening the qi apertures of the twelve primary meridians without damaging one's foundation.

"But the technique has already been lost, making it impossible to verify."

Fang Qingyu closed the file, no longer feeling conflicted.

He opened the chart.

He chose the third skill.

When it came to something unknown like this, Fang Qingyu naturally had to be cautious.

But when he saw the words "without damaging one's foundation,"

there was no need to worry anymore.

Congratulations, you have obtained the profession Advancement Skill "Bloodrage."

A surge of information instantly flooded his mind. This time, it was different from when he had upgraded Basic Fist Technique.

The time was a little short.

Moreover, rather than information, it was more like an instinct.

Fang Qingyu didn't receive usage instructions like he had with Basic Fist Technique.

Instead, it was an instinct that could be activated with a mere thought.

Just like raising a hand or lifting a foot.

Regardless, he had obtained the skill he had coveted the most.

Next,

it was time to burn!