Continuing to Soar, Continuing to Advance! (Third Update, Requesting Monthly Votes!)

Chapter 40: Continued Rapid Progress, Continued Fierce Advancement! (Third update, seeking monthly votes! ~)

8 AM.

Sunlight spilled onto the glass curtain wall, burning like flowing gold leaf.

Fang Qingyu pushed open the revolving door and stepped out of the building.

He arrived on the main street.

Finally, he was discharged from the hospital.

He had been confined to bed for a full 5 days.

He was already impatient to return to his previous fulfilling life.

He picked up his phone and hailed a DiDi.

He got into the car and headed straight for the Martial Hall.

The car slowly stopped in front of Chenfeng Martial Hall.

Fang Qingyu strode directly through the entrance.

This time, it wasn't like before, where no one acknowledged him upon entering.

There were quite a few people among the Formal Disciples, and they all turned their heads to look at Fang Qingyu immediately.

"Your body is completely healed? Don't push yourself too hard."

Instructor Zheng's delicate eyebrows slightly raised as she saw Fang Qingyu approaching.

"I'm fine. The doctor said I could be discharged, so I came out."

Fang Qingyu wouldn't do anything foolish that would damage his foundation.

Instructor Zheng's lips curved slightly upon hearing this.

"Then let's test your punching power first."

"Okay."

Fang Qingyu nodded.

It just so happened that he hadn't tested his power during those few days of improvement.

He was also curious about his current punching power.

He walked up to the strength testing instrument.

Fang Qingyu suddenly felt a vibration from behind him.

He turned his head.

Only then did he realize that a group of Formal Disciples were also following from a distance. Seeing him turn around, they quickly pretended to look elsewhere.

Fang Qingyu found it a bit amusing.

But it was fine if they watched.

It wasn't a secret anyway.

He turned and delivered a simple, unadorned straight punch.

The full-force explosion, which he hadn't felt in a long time, felt exhilarating.

Bang—

215KG!!!

Turning to look at the number on the screen, Fang Qingyu was quite satisfied.

After all, his last reading was only 180KG.

Those few days when he maxed out several professions had increased his power by a full 35KG.

This speed could not be considered slow.

However, Instructor Zheng and the Formal Disciples peeking from behind weren't surprised by Fang Qingyu's rate of progress.

Instead, it was...

The fact that he could take on the Umbilical Fiend with 215KG of force.

"Has your Martial Method reached minor completion?"

Instructor Zheng suddenly turned her head, her face filled with surprise.

Without waiting for Fang Qingyu to speak, she immediately urged, "Try using Baji Quan."

Fang Qingyu nodded.

He indeed hadn't demonstrated his Baji Quan in the Martial Hall after leveling it up to level 2 previously.

He took a small step back and forcefully slammed his Ding Xin Elbow onto the testing plate.

Bang—

279KG!!

"Hiss, it's really minor accomplishment!?"

Instructor Zheng's eyes were filled with shock at the sight.

Then, she immediately took out her phone and opened the camera.

The formal disciples behind them also felt a prickle of dread.

"When did you achieve minor accomplishment?"

After taking the photo, Instructor Zheng turned and asked.

"Just a few days ago, after I killed that thing."

Fang Qingyu couldn't possibly say he achieved minor accomplishment right after starting, so he pushed the timeline back a few days.

"Then it's likely you had an epiphany during a life-or-death battle?"

Instructor Zheng frowned slightly as she listened.

"Uh, it should be."

Fang Qingyu followed her lead.

Instructor Zheng stood there, thinking for a moment, her expression suddenly becoming a bit more serious.

"Come on, your time from now on will be spent primarily on fundamentals and Thunder Strike."

"Okay."

Fang Qingyu was more than willing.

He was already impatient to begin.

Instructor Zheng nodded in satisfaction and turned to walk towards the wooden dummy area. Seeing a crowd of formal disciples standing behind her, she roared before they could speak, "Idle, are we? Hurry up and go practice! We can talk about anything after class."

The crowd exchanged glances and quickly dispersed.

Zheng the Ruthless was not someone to be trifled with.

"You're now the hot commodity in Qingjian City's martial arts circles. Many people will likely try to recruit you into their guilds. You can refuse, but as long as they haven't shown ill intent, there's no need to make enemies, understand?"

Zheng Lin walked alongside Fang Qingyu towards the wooden dummy area, speaking softly.

"Understood."

Fang Qingyu nodded as he listened.

This was not something the martial hall would teach.

Standing by the wooden dummies, Zheng Lin threw a Hengdao to Fang Qingyu and said, "Don't think you can relax just because you've achieved minor accomplishment in Baji Quan. Thunder Strike will be more useful than Baji Quan in many situations."

Fang Qingyu nodded, deeply agreeing.

If he had achieved minor accomplishment in Thunder Strike that night, and had a blade…

It wouldn't mean he wouldn't have been injured, but at least not so badly.

"Begin!"

As the blade light began to flash around the wooden dummies.

The activation experience on his panel, which hadn't moved in a long time, came alive again.

[Advanced Skill "Thunder Strike" Activation Experience +1]

After the last practice session with Instructor Zheng's personal guidance, his progress had already reached 45%.

The activation speed was similar to Baji Quan.

If he pushed himself today, he could reach the introductory level!

At the same time, Zheng Lin stood to the side, pointing out a few mistakes to Fang Qingyu before taking out her phone.

She opened Team Leader Lin's WeChat.

And sent the photo she had just taken.

"Fang Qingyu has achieved minor accomplishment in Baji Quan, current punch power is 215KG!"

"Mhm, I've already reported it upwards."

Team Leader Lin replied quickly.

Zheng Lin then put away her phone with satisfaction.

This was all she could do.

The rest depended on Fang Qingyu's own efforts.

Time slowly ticked by until 12 o'clock.

The sound of the blade cutting through the air suddenly exploded.

Fang Qingyu could feel the Hengdao vibrating in his palm, like a silver snake that had come to life.

The steel casing around the wooden dummy gleamed coldly under the midday sun.

The final strike!

The power from his twisting waist and hips surged up his spine, his shoulder blades taut like a drawn bowstring.

The instant the blade sliced into the steel layer, Fang Qingyu clearly felt the vibration of metal fibers breaking.

"Creeeak—"

Amidst the grating sound of tearing metal, the three-centimeter-thick steel layer cracked open.

[Congratulations on activating your professional advancement skill "Thunder Strike".]

Instructor Zheng also walked over from the other disciples in a timely manner.

"Not bad."

His eyes still held admiration.

The incredibly fast learning speed of martial methods, time and time again, wasn't just a display of talent.

It was the best interpretation of "Heaven rewards the diligent."

"Thank you, Instructor Zheng."

Fang Qingyu put away his blade and thanked Zheng Lin.

"It's nothing, this is all the result of your own hard work. You can stay and practice your stance training and fist techniques on your own from now on."

Zheng Lin waved her hand.

"Remember, your physical body is your foundation."

"Understood."

Fang Qingyu nodded.

Soon, Zheng Lin turned and left.

She left the time for the other disciples who had been waiting by the side.

"Hello, I'm Song Ran."

The first person to approach Fang Qingyu was a thin young man, probably in his early twenties.

"Hello, Fang Qingyu."

Fang Qingyu shook hands with him.

"Don't misunderstand, I'm not here to invite you to join the merchant association. I have something else to discuss with you."

Seeing Fang Qingyu's confused expression, Song Ran explained.

"My uncle works for the Regulatory Bureau. If people like us commit any offenses, the Regulatory Bureau is responsible. That night, wasn't your car smashed by thugs?"

"Yes."

Speaking of that, Fang Qingyu was just about to contact the insurance company.

"The Regulatory Bureau has taken a portion of the thugs' assets and replaced your car with a new one. Want to take a look?"

Song Ran smiled and pointed outside the door.

"Huh?"

You could do that?

When the two walked outside the Martial Hall, Fang Qingyu looked at the brand new A8 sedan parked on the street. After a moment's thought, he finally turned to Song Ran and nodded his thanks.

"Thank you."

The Regulatory Bureau personnel who spoke to him that night was named Song Ming.

Later, at the hospital of the Divine Management Bureau, Instructor Qin had mentioned this person to him.

He was one of the few people from the Regulatory Bureau who stood on the side of the Martial Hall. Although he was a bit of a jerk, he was still worth befriending.

Therefore, Fang Qingyu didn't intend to refuse Song Ran's kindness.

"It's nothing, just a car. Please don't take it to heart. I'm just using this opportunity to get to know you."

Seeing this, Song Ran quickly waved his hands.

This kind of material possession was truly nothing to Fang Qingyu now, as he had said; it wasn't even a single strand of hair.

Afterward, Song Ran handed Fang Qingyu the documents, keys, and other items.

"I'm leaving now, keep up the good work."

As soon as he finished speaking, Song Ran darted away.

Leaving behind a crowd of people.

They all swarmed forward at once.