Only eighteen years old and already so weak? Wolfish words.

"Lu Lin, why do you think this person suddenly had an epiphany?"

The next morning, the whole family cleaned up and took a taxi to Qingyun Garden.

In their own 210-square-meter, fully furnished house with a complete set of furniture, Lu Ping sighed.

Lu Lin thought to himself, "How would I know?"

He had previously worried that his sudden 500-kilogram increase in Punch Force would be questioned by Li Jiangtao or Liu Qinglong. Unexpectedly, Liu Qinglong had already found a reason for him.

Talent Awakening.

From now on, Lu Lin planned to attribute all unreasonable improvements related to the system to talent.

After all, those who haven't experienced Talent Awakening would never understand how amazing it is.

And for those who have experienced Talent Awakening, if they couldn't reach Lu Lin's level, it could only mean their talent was still lacking.

After all, talent is invisible and intangible; who can say for sure?

"Old Lu, now that you mention it, I remembered something."

Chen Xiaoyan opened a drawer in the kitchen and said, looking at the clean bowls and chopsticks inside.

"Do you remember a girl named Li Dongdong from when we were in high school?"

"Mm, I remember. What about it?"

"What? You actually remember Li Dongdong? Confess! You've always had a crush on her!"

Mother walked out of the kitchen angrily, grabbed Lu Ping's ear, and pinched it.

"Ouch, ouch, ouch, wife! Isn't Li Dongdong a guy? It hurts, it hurts!"

Lu Ping quickly begged for mercy.

"Hmph!"

Chen Xiaoyan glanced at Lu Lin and Lu Qi, who were staring at them, and unnaturally let go.

"Li Dongdong, she failed the Martial Arts Examination and later worked as a Chef Apprentice at a restaurant, studying while working. Later, I heard that like our son, she suddenly had an epiphany, her Punch Force broke through the limit, and she was promoted to Martial Artist not long after."

"However, her talent doesn't seem to be as good as our son's. We haven't been in touch for many years, and her former classmates don't know her whereabouts."

"Of course. Who do you think Lu Lin's son is?" Lu Ping said proudly.

"Whose?"

"This... this is naturally the son of Chen Xiaoyan, my gentle, virtuous, beautiful, kind, and universally loved Chen Xiaoyan, who makes flowers bloom and makes the moon hide!"

"Hmph, you know what's good for you."

Chen Xiaoyan snorted, but the way the two interacted made Lu Lin and Lu Qi beside them exclaim in disbelief.

"Aiya, I'm so full, I'm stuffed with dog food!"

Lu Qi deliberately acted goofy.

"Full? Then you don't need to eat lunch."

"Mom, I was wrong!"

With a new house, life had a direction, and the pressure vanished. Seeing their usually stern parents reveal such sides made Lu Lin incredibly happy.

"Dad, Mom, if the house is okay, let's move in as soon as possible. I have clients later, so I won't be packing with you."

"Yes, yes, yes, you go ahead and be busy. Your mom and I are enough here. If worse comes to worst, we have Lu Qi too."

Lu Ping waved for Lu Lin to leave quickly. Having just gained the attention and cultivation support of the martial arts school, he absolutely couldn't afford to act like a prima donna. Now was the time to cultivate diligently and show the school his efforts.

With matters here temporarily concluded, Lu Lin jogged all the way to the West City Martial Arts School, just as Ren Tian arrived.

Upon seeing Lu Lin's panting state, Ren Tian couldn't help but tease, "Hey, kid, you're only eighteen, how can you be so weak? Go eat some Shenbao later to replenish yourself."

Lu Lin didn't pay attention to Ren Tian's teasing. He solemnly cupped his fist towards Ren Tian, "Brother Ren, thank you."

Ren Tian was taken aback. He remembered the ten thousand he had given Lu Lin yesterday for expenses and assumed Lu Lin was thanking him for that.

He slapped Lu Lin on the shoulder, "Why are you talking about this out of the blue? That's just pocket change. Train hard with me, I'm not stingy."

"Mm."

Lu Lin agreed and walked into the changing room, took off his weighted gear, and quickly changed his clothes.

He wouldn't wear weights when sparring with a Martial Artist; it would hinder his movements too much.

"Brother Ren, let's go. Today, I'm even tougher."

"Then I'll have to see."

Ren Tian roared and attacked with a punch.

[Dragon Roar Golden Bell Shield: 336/1000]

[Dragon Roar Golden Bell Shield: 337/1000]

The proficiency grew little by little. Ren Tian didn't feel where Lu Lin had gotten "tougher."

After fighting for a while, Ren Tian stopped to rest, chugging a bottle of water. "Lu Lin, this isn't working. Where did you get tougher?"

"Heh heh, Brother Ren, don't rush. That was just a warm-up. I'll show you my real strength later."

"Alright, I'll be waiting."

After resting for more than ten minutes, Lu Lin leaped onto the arena without Ren Tian calling him.

"Brother Ren, come on."

"Okay."

Ren Tian agreed and easily jumped up. Without a word, he charged at Lu Lin.

"Bang!"

A dull thud.

The force was normal, no.

Ren Tian suddenly felt a power surge along his arm.

"Vitality Power?!"

Ren Tian couldn't help but exclaim.

Yesterday, when he sparred with Lu Lin, the counter shock from his Golden Bell Shield had greatly interested Ren Tian.

But in just one day, how had Lu Lin cultivated Vitality Power?

"Yes, it's Vitality Power."

"How is it, Brother Ren? I'm still pretty tough, right?"

"Tough my ass!"

Ren Tian roared. He had fought many martial artists with Vitality Power. Lu Lin was just starting to cultivate a little Vitality Power and was already so arrogant. He wouldn't tolerate such bad behavior.

Ten minutes later.

Lu Lin lay on the arena with a look of utter despair.

This time, he wasn't faking it.

When Ren Tian unleashed his true strength, Lu Lin felt the gap between himself and a true High-level Martial Artist.

Although a High-level Martial Artist's Vitality Power was only 9 points, this was a full 9 times Lu Lin's.

His newly condensed Vitality Power was only around 1 point. He would need to find an opportunity to test the exact number, but it clearly wouldn't exceed 2 points.

"Haha, let you be arrogant, kid. Now you know how powerful I am, right?"

"I'm asking you, is your brother hard?"

"Hard, absolutely hard. Brother Ren, you're the hardest man in the world."

Just as Lu Lin weakly admitted Ren Tian's might, the training room door was suddenly pushed open from the outside. A young woman in a white training uniform, with a slender figure and a ponytail, walked in.

But...

At this moment, the young woman's face showed an expression of disbelief, of utter incredulity.

She looked at Ren Tian, drenched in sweat, standing below the arena, then at Lu Lin, lying on the arena. She instinctively turned to close the door and leave.

Heavens.

What kind of lewd words were these? Was this something an underage girl under eighteen should hear?

"Young Lady?" Lu Lin saw Liu Weiran's retreating back and exclaimed.

He knew his reputation was ruined.