Adding Points, Transformation

Xu Qing planned to visit Brother Liu after work today.

He wanted to ask him how to purchase the Gene Guidance Technique.

Whether he could buy it or not, he at least needed to learn more about it.

Secondly, with his improved physical fitness, his appetite was now roughly three times what it had been before.

In the future, his appetite would only grow larger. Practicing martial arts was expensive.

He had to work hard and save up money!

After work, Xu Qing headed straight for the gym.

He had intended to share the good news with Liu Zhankun, but learned with some regret that

due to work, Liu Zhankun had already left Celestial God Company and returned to the Moon.

"When Old Liu left, he praised you to the skies and left an address for you."

The boss, Zhou Yu, smiled as she said to Xu Qing, "He said that if you truly master it someday and want to improve further, you can go to this place and buy Gene Potions from this person."

"Thank you, Boss." Xu Qing thanked her sincerely before accepting the Business Card from Zhou Yu.

Zhou Yu said earnestly, "Old Liu asked me to tell you that if you want to become a Gene Martial Artist, you must train yourself day after day with perseverance and keep breaking through.

Only then can you ultimately become a Gene Martial Artist.

This is not an easy path. You will have to endure a great deal of hardship."

Xu Qing nodded, deeply moved.

He and Liu Zhankun had only met by chance.

In these chaotic times, having such a caring senior sincerely guide and support him was Xu Qing's good fortune.

"Also, if you really become a Gene Martial Artist someday, don't forget to tell your big brother here.

Our Security Department is desperately short on people. As for the benefits, you can rest assured!"

Zhou Yu patted Xu Qing on the shoulder and left with a smile.

It was clear that, because of Liu Zhankun's praise, he thought highly of Xu Qing.

But he likely never imagined

that Xu Qing had not only already become a Gene Martial Artist, but had even trained the Xing Yi Fist Liu Zhankun taught him to the level of First Glimpse.

Time flew by.

In the blink of an eye, five months had passed.

Perhaps it was because Boss Zhou Yu appreciated him.

Five months ago, Xu Qing had been promoted to a full employee ahead of schedule.

His monthly salary had risen from four thousand to ten thousand, while his work duties remained largely unchanged.

And Li Yuan, the harsh and mean-spirited team leader, had changed his attitude toward Xu Qing after running into him during one of Xu Qing's morning training sessions.

It was only because Xu Qing had made a massive tree requiring three people to encircle it shudder violently with a single punch.

Now, whenever Li Yuan saw Xu Qing, his face would turn a little pale.

Every day, Xu Qing lived a fulfilling life.

He woke early to train, went to work, practiced martial arts, and slept.

He repeated these four steps almost every day.

Each day, he could feel himself steadily improving.

And his body

grew taller, sturdier, and more proportioned with training.

Though he was only fifteen now,

he had reached a height of 1.8 meters.

He did not look fat, yet he weighed a full eighty kilograms.

Xu Qing's muscle definition was now excellent. He looked slim in clothes and muscular without them—there was no better way to describe him.

He could sense that quite a few young women at the company had recently been giving him flirtatious looks.

But Xu Qing had no interest in any of it.

He was still too young, too weak.

Moreover, since he had never systematically learned information about martial artists,

he did not know what level his current strength was at. Thus, he did not dare relax in his martial arts training in the slightest.

It was not as though Xu Qing had not tried to find a way.

But there was no relevant information on the internet.

However, he had heard people online say

that there was a specialized Martial Artist Inner Network containing information about martial artists,

and only those who joined official organizations or were introduced by genuine Gene Martial Artists could gain access.

Xu Qing could only feel helpless about that.

He did not want to come into contact with any other martial artists right now, nor did he want to reveal his strength.

He only wanted to cultivate diligently and increase his lifespan.

Finally, one morning,

Xu Qing was practicing the Five Elements Moves of Xing Yi Fist.

As he threw a punch,

a sharp, violent tearing sound directly jolted Xu Qing out of his state of total concentration.

Then, Xu Qing's entire body trembled as a numb sensation rippled through him.

He hurriedly opened his panel and looked.

Under the Fist Technique section,

the words "First Glimpse" after Xing Yi Fist blurred and vanished,

replaced by a new realm description—"Slight Achievement."

"It advanced to the third realm!"

Xu Qing was overjoyed.

Through his own hard work and training, he had successfully raised the realm of his Xing Yi Fist!

His lifespan limit had also become 68.

"Heh, perfect. While I'm at it, I'll add the two Attribute Points I've accumulated over the past five months to Xing Yi Fist and see just how many realms it can advance!"

"Add points!"

As Xu Qing focused his thoughts, he imagined lightly tapping the plus sign behind Ancient Martial Xing Yi on the panel.

In an instant, Available Attribute Points changed from "2" to "1."

The words "Slight Achievement" rapidly blurred as well, becoming the fourth realm—"Profound Understanding."

Xu Qing felt his entire body shudder, followed by a wave of dizziness.

Countless chaotic pieces of information surged into his mind like a tide.

In an instant, his heart held many more processes, experiences, and memories of cultivating Xing Yi Fist.

It was as though he had truly trained day after day without end.

Horse stance, punches, advancing steps, retreating steps.

Flicking, striking, chopping, crashing, whipping—every punch was vicious.

Dragon, tiger, bear, snake, deer, monkey, and countless other forms came vividly to life.

The ferocity of a tiger descending the mountain, the agility of a spirit monkey leaping forward, the perfectly rounded completeness of a divine turtle suppressing the sea.

Every move and every form

seemed to have been carved into Xu Qing's memories and muscles.

And his body became increasingly well-proportioned.

Lean.

Tall.

About ten minutes later,

Xu Qing finally regained consciousness on the grass.

His entire body was drenched in sweat, and his eyes shone like bright stars.

Even as his gaze shifted, there was now an added sharpness to it.

"Add more!"

Another ten minutes of transformation passed.

His Free Attribute Points were completely reduced to zero.

But when Xu Qing regained consciousness once more—

Name: Xu Qing

Lifespan: 15/71

Fist Technique: Ancient Martial Xing Yi (Peak Mastery) (+)

Cultivation Method: Three Yuan Gene Method (Perfection)

Available Attribute Points: 0

"Seventy-one years of lifespan."

"Peak Mastery!"

Xu Qing took a deep breath and slowly rose from the grass.

Facing the open ground ahead, he suddenly withdrew half a step, then threw a punch from his waist.

Half Step Beng Fist!

Boom!

In that instant, the air seemed to be compressed and shattered by his fist.

A powerful gust of fist wind immediately swept across the clearing before Xu Qing.

Though this punch was still far inferior to the move Liu Zhankun had demonstrated for them back then, it was no longer far behind!

Having reached Peak Mastery, Xu Qing could now sense through his memories what realm Liu Zhankun's Fist Technique had been at.

It was likely about one realm higher than his own.

And Liu Zhankun had practiced this set of Fist Technique for around forty years!

How long had Xu Qing trained?

Less than six months?!

It had been tough, but it finally passed review. Brothers, charge!!