[Skill] Character Saint Breaking Fruit, Clown

The Gold Light represents Skill!

That Bronze Statue only performed a Punching Action, and I merely watched it. Without truly comprehending the subtleties of the movement in my heart, so much Gold Light had already appeared in my Consciousness World.

This Sculpture is definitely not simple.

He quietly watched the Bronze Statue, while the surge of Gold Light in his Consciousness World flowed ceaselessly, nourishing the Saint Breaking Tree.

He saw the new green on a branch that had sprouted new growth visibly sprout, grow, and its leaves become full.

[Skill]: 2/100

3/100

4/100

The progress of the [Skill] Character Saint Breaking Fruit was changing rapidly. Chen Yan was shocked. Could he obtain a mature [Skill] Character Saint Breaking Fruit just by watching?

"Chen Yan, how many hours did you sleep last night?"

Wang Yang's voice reached his ears.

"Five hours," Chen Yan replied with a smile. In reality, he had slept far less than five hours.

But after consuming the [Strength] Character Saint Breaking Fruit, all negative side effects were eliminated. The soreness in his muscles and the Drowsiness vanished completely.

"Five hours?" Wang Yang frowned.

"No, go back and sleep. I'll give you the morning off," Wang Yang shook his head.

"Training the body is about diet, exercise, and sleep. Over-training will only damage your body."

"Teacher, I slept very well," Chen Yan said. He couldn't possibly say he had the Saint Breaking Realm.

"No..." Wang Yang was speaking when he saw Chen Yan assume a lower bow stance and throw a punch.

The slight sound of his fist hitting the air caused Wang Yang to choke on his words.

A slight air explosion?

He must have misheard.

Chen Yan's Punching Action just now lacked sufficient power, so why did it produce an air explosion sound?

"You..."

Wang Yang grabbed Chen Yan's arm with one hand and squeezed it.

"When we tested your strength yesterday, you weren't using your full power?"

"A little, but mostly it was the sleep that replenished my strength," Chen Yan said.

"Punch me," Wang Yang extended his palm.

Chen Yan punched Wang Yang's palm, not using his full strength.

"I!"

Wang Yang's face contorted in pain, and he clutched his right hand, retreating two steps:

"I didn't even say start yet!"

"Teacher, are you okay?" Chen Yan asked worriedly.

"I... I'm fine."

The pain quickly subsided. Wang Yang opened his mouth, but for a long time, he couldn't speak. He just stared at Chen Yan, scrutinizing him.

Chen Yan's punch just now was definitely stronger than yesterday's.

And, the other party had certainly not used his full strength.

Originally, he had only thought Chen Yan was a very hardworking student, and it was precisely because of his hard work that he appreciated him.

But at this moment, this hardworking student seemed to have a talent for Hardening Body?

"Alas, what a pity!" A hint of helplessness appeared in Wang Yang's eyes:

"Why didn't you show this earlier? If you had shown it from the beginning, I could have recommended you to Director Xia Tong."

Wang Yang shook his head, a hint of blame in his eyes:

"Today is Friday, and the Town Martial Bonus will be decided next Monday. It's too late to improve your boxing technique in such a short time."

Wang Yang shook his head. He felt like he had discovered an Uncarved Jade, but this Uncarved Jade had revealed its brilliance a bit too late.

Compared to Zhang Qingsi receiving the Town Martial Bonus, he naturally wished Chen Yan would get it.

Because for Zhang Qingsi, the Town Martial Bonus was optional, but for Chen Yan, it could perhaps change his future life.

With a light sigh, Wang Yang shook his head and prepared to leave.

"Teacher, can I skip class today? I want to practice on the Sports Field the whole time."

Wang Yang turned back to look at Chen Yan, his eyes filled with seriousness:

"Chen Yan, keep working hard. You work hard enough, you have talent, you still have the College Entrance Exam, and you have one most important opportunity. Keep working hard and show me!"

"Okay!"

Chen Yan nodded seriously.

"Teacher, do you know who this bronze statue is?"

"Bronze statue?" Wang Yang shook his head.

"Director Xia Tong got this. I don't know either."

Chen Yan planned to observe the bronze statue carefully for the entire day.

Standing alone on the sports field would inevitably attract attention. Chen Yan pondered for a moment and smiled faintly.

"What do others' gazes have to do with me?"

Arriving before the bronze statue, Chen Yan examined it carefully.

The [Skill] Character Saint Breaking Fruit began to grow rapidly.

5/100

6/100

8/100

The progress slowed down after reaching 13/100.

Could it be that he had to practice along with it?

Chen Yan muttered and made a movement identical to the bronze statue. However, the gold light in his consciousness world became thinner.

"Why did it decrease?"

Chen Yan frowned and carefully looked around the bronze statue.

"The leg movement is wrong."

Chen Yan performed the punching action again, splaying his right foot to the right by about thirteen degrees, and bending his left leg even more.

This time, a richer gold light appeared in his consciousness world.

Chen Yan was slightly surprised. If he accurately learned this movement, the nutrients for the [Skill] Character Saint Breaking Fruit would increase.

Chen Yan observed again and discovered more differences between his movements and the bronze statue's.

"It's just..."

Chen Yan struck a punching pose almost identical to the bronze statue, but sweat suddenly broke out on his forehead.

"It looks like a very ordinary movement, why is it so tiring?"

Within the Consciousness World, not only Gold Light was appearing, but also a large amount of Orange Light was streaking through the endless darkness.

This surging Orange Light was at a level Chen Yan had never reached before, whether running or deadlifting.

Not only was the Consciousness World changing, but Chen Yan's body also quickly felt a sense of fatigue.

Although it was only slightly different from a normal Punching Action, his heart rate suddenly increased, and even his breathing became extremely rapid.

What did this movement represent?

Chen Yan was horrified. He kept trying, constantly changing the subtle differences in his movements. The Orange Light and Gold Light within his Consciousness World grew more and more intense, and the fatigue also worsened.

Finally, in less than ten minutes.

With a thump.

Chen Yan collapsed onto the lawn, gasping for breath.

[Saint Breaking Realm: Level 2 (0/15)]

[Saint Breaking Fruit: Strength: (11/100) Blood: (8/100) Skill: (27/100)]

On the Saint Breaking Tree, two branches bore a Golden Fruit the size of a quail egg and a smaller Orange Fruit, respectively.

Chen Yan sat on the lawn, a sharp glint in his eyes. This was the result of just ten minutes of training!

What a magical movement!

Immediately after, he began to imitate it again.

Time slowly passed.

It wasn't until the afternoon.

Chen Yan lay on the lawn, his body completely weak. Students who passed by the Sports Field throughout the day looked at him with extremely strange expressions.

Although Chen Yan was simply performing a Punching Action, his appearance was identical to someone who had just run fifty kilometers.

Many people cast looks of disdain. Some, knowing Chen Yan's Punching Power results, sensed something unusual and began performing the same movement as Chen Yan, but they couldn't discover the peculiarity of the action at all.

Without the Saint Breaking Realm, they couldn't detect the problem with their movements. Seemingly identical, the actions were actually worlds apart.

As noon approached, in the teachers' building.

Xia Tong's scolding continued non-stop. Soon, Yu Zhiwen from Class One, Wang Yu from Class Two, and Zhang Qingsi from Class Three walked out of the office.

Yu Zhiwen and Wang Yu looked normal, but Zhang Qingsi's expression was very grim.

"Zhang Qingsi, if you don't work harder, you might not even get the Town Martial Bonus next Monday!"

Xia Tong walked out of the room, locking the door as he spoke with dissatisfaction.

"Teacher Xia, only two people in Zhang Qingsi's class passed the Punching Strength Test," Wang Yu from Class Two said with a smile.

Xia Tong snorted. He knew that Zhang Qingsi would definitely get the Town Martial Bonus, but Zhang Qingsi's performance these past few days had truly angered him.

He was... too lazy.

On the other side, Zhang Qingsi pursed his lips, his expression also not very good. Xia Tong had come to teach him out of his own volition, but he didn't appreciate it.

Xia Tong had taught him for a few days, and had scolded him for those same days. Zhang Qingsi had lived a comfortable life since childhood and had never been treated like this before.

Moreover, he knew why Xia Tong wanted to teach him. Wasn't it because he saw that he had Awaken Blood Qi and wanted to curry favor with him?

If it weren't for his father's disapproval, he would have left Xia Tong's tutelage long ago.

As for the Town Martial Bonus, who could possibly be his opponent?

Class Three was already in such a sorry state, with only two people passing the Punching Strength Test. Who could snatch his Town Martial Bonus?

"That... that should be the person from Class Three, besides Zhang Qingsi, who passed the Punching Strength Test... Chen Yan."

Yu Zhiwen, who had been silent all this time, spoke up, pointing to a youth below who was sweating profusely while performing a Punching Action.

Zhang Qingsi and Wang Yu glanced at him and then paid him no mind.

However, Xia Tong's gaze paused slightly as he scanned the area, and then he looked at Chen Yan carefully:

"That kid... has a bit of cunning."

Zhang Qingsi and the other two were slightly stunned, then looked at Chen Yan.

They quickly noticed something unusual. Chen Yan was merely performing a Punching Action, but his state seemed to be at his Limit, extremely tired.

"The pose of that Sculpture is the starting move of an external Hard Body Martial Arts. That kid is learning that move," Xia Tong said calmly, shaking his head.

"However, he's going down the wrong path. Hard Body Martial Arts are profound and vast. Although he's mimicking the pose of the Sculpture, the details are vastly different. The breathing frequency, the angle of the punch, and the blood flow all need to be considered."

As Xia Tong spoke, Yu Zhiwen frowned slightly.

"But I see him practicing very hard."

"Of course, he's tired. He's trying his best to imitate. The more he imitates, the more tired he'll get, and in the end, it will all be for nothing."

As Xia Tong's voice fell, Zhang Qingsi and Wang Yu, who had been surprised, withdrew their gazes, a hint of disdain in their eyes.

They were either valued by famous teachers or had high aspirations.

As for ordinary people like Chen Yan, with low aspirations, no opportunities, and no capital, they could only grope blindly.

In their eyes, he was truly pathetic.

"Teacher Xia, should we tell him?" Yu Zhiwen asked hesitantly, as if thinking of her childhood self, a complex emotion surfacing in her heart.

"Respect others' destinies," Xia Tong said calmly.

"You have talent; you are the darlings of heaven. In the future, you will encounter many more people like this... Chen Yan. You can't possibly manage them all, because they are inherently meant to serve you."

Xia Tong walked with his hands behind his back. He was a teacher, but also one of the upper class in Green Mountain Town. He would teach what he should teach, but he wouldn't concern himself with anything more.

Because it held no value.

Time flies, seasons change.

Afternoon.

After a day of exploration, Chen Yan discovered that the movements also involved breathing techniques. Changes in breathing frequency would also affect the richness of the Gold Light produced.

In even finer detail, the tension changes in different muscles of the body would also bring about variations in the amount of Gold Light.

It was just a punching motion, but its internal intricacies left Chen Yan in awe.

Moreover, although he was still trying, there were undoubtedly many aspects he hadn't noticed.

However, each attempt took less time than the last. Chen Yan hadn't actually performed the action many times throughout the day.

[Saint Breaking Realm: Level 2 (0/15)]

[Saint Breaking Fruit: Strength: (41/100) Blood: (9/100) Skill: (96/100)]

On the Data Panel, the [Skill] Character Saint Breaking Fruit was almost at the verge of ripening, and the [Strength] Character Saint Breaking Fruit had also grown to half its size.

This was what made Chen Yan happiest.

His body had also reached a limit, causing the [Blood] character Saint Breaking Fruit to grow a little.

Was it really impossible for him to awaken Qi and Blood?

Chen Yan was dejected.

"Get up and continue!"

Chen Yan grunted, preparing to get up.

A graceful figure appeared beside Chen Yan. He turned his head to look and saw it was Yu Zhiwen from Class One.

This most dazzling girl in Qingshan High School was actually walking towards him.

"Chen Yan..." Yu Zhiwen pursed her lips, her expression earnest.

"I asked the Teacher, this action you're doing is actually useless."

Chen Yan's expression changed slightly, and he smiled.

"Thanks for the reminder."

He could tell Yu Zhiwen meant well. Without the Saint Breaking Realm, he might not even be able to imitate it purely.

But with the Saint Breaking Realm, everything was different.

Yu Zhiwen nodded, her eyes curving slightly, like crescent moons.

"But I still want to try."

As Chen Yan spoke, he once again struck the punching pose.

Yu Zhiwen, who was about to leave, was slightly stunned. She glanced at Chen Yan in surprise but didn't say anything more, leaving directly.

Yu Zhiwen shook her head slightly, not intending to say anything further, when she heard Chen Yan speak, "Yu Zhiwen, do you know who this bronze statue is, or what action it's depicting?"

Yu Zhiwen turned back. "Director Xia said it's the starting stance of a Body Tempering Martial Art. I don't know what it is specifically."

Ring ring ring.

The school dismissal bell rang, and a dense crowd of students poured out of the Teaching Building.

Hu Yuan and a group of students walked out of the classroom and were the first to spot Chen Yan sitting on the Sports Field. For some reason, Hu Yuan and the others sat down not far from Chen Yan, waiting.

"Wait a moment, Brother Zhang. Brother Zhang is being held by Old Man Xia for training. He probably won't be out yet." Hu Yuan glanced at Chen Yan's direction intentionally or unintentionally. Seeing Chen Yan start doing that punching action again, he let out a soft snort.

"Ah, how long do we have to wait then?" someone complained.

"Don't worry, Brother Zhang has already made arrangements. We'll slip away when the chance comes," Hu Yuan laughed heartily.

"Tell me directly what you want to eat today."

Hu Yuan's generosity filled all his classmates with anticipation. Of course, they all knew that treating them was secondary; Hu Yuan's main goal was to curry favor with Zhang Qingsi.

Over the past two days, Zhang Qingsi and Hu Yuan's relationship had indeed become very good.

Even those who disdained it had to admit, in their hearts, that like Hu Yuan, they wanted to use flattery towards Zhang Qingsi to lay a foundation for their own futures.

Hu Yuan scanned the crowd. He had treated almost everyone in the class, except for Chen Yan. He wanted to see frustration and longing in Chen Yan's eyes.

With such a poor family, he probably hadn't even tasted barbecue seasoning all year.

Unfortunately, he was disappointed. Ever since Chen Yan made that punching motion, he hadn't paid Hu Yuan any attention at all.

Hu Yuan narrowed his eyes and continued, "I heard the Town Mayor has already approved the plots of those shops east of the school to Zhang Qingsi's father for building a restaurant. Later, when Brother Zhang takes us, we can go visit his family's restaurant."

As Hu Yuan's voice fell, someone asked, "Which shops?"

"The land belonging to the Women's Clothing Store, the Children's Shoe Store, and the Noodle Shop," Hu Yuan said with a smile, then glanced at Chen Yan with a cold sneer.

Some classmates' expressions changed slightly, and they looked at Chen Yan beside them with a strange expression, whispering, "Just Chen Yan's dad's shop?"

"Yeah, the Town Mayor is approving it, there's no stopping it."

Hu Yuan laughed. At this moment, the smile on his face was almost uncontrollable.

His family's shop is going to be gone, and you're still so calm.

He seemed not to care about Chen Yan, but every sentence carried a hint of provocation, and he had already begun to simulate Chen Yan's current feelings.

Meanwhile, Chen Yan finally stopped the punching motion. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and suddenly looked up at the Sky Vault, gasping for breath. An imperceptible Gold Light flashed within his eyes.

After a day of effort, Chen Yan had finally consumed the completely ripe [Skill] Character Saint Breaking Fruit.

In his mind, an unimaginable amount of skill knowledge appeared in an instant.

It was as if he had truly experienced the passing of seasons, as if day and night were continuous, he punched daily, pondered daily, and improved daily.

Punching, constantly punching.

He had been constantly capturing precise muscle control, precise eye movements, precise breathing rhythms...

All of this was contained within that one [Skill] Character Saint Breaking Fruit, and then absorbed by him.

It all integrated into the depths of his mind.

His heart pounded. This time, after consuming the [Skill] Character Saint Breaking Fruit, Chen Yan's body's negative effects were not eliminated, but by mastering the rhythm of his breathing, he didn't collapse to the ground.

Picking up his schoolbag from the side, Chen Yan looked at Hu Yuan, their eyes meeting at that moment.

The crowd, who had been chatting, fell silent. A smile appeared on Hu Yuan's lips.

"Clown," Chen Yan said lightly, preparing to leave.

As Chen Yan spoke, all the students who had been chatting fell silent.

Hu Yuan was slightly stunned. He pressed his tongue against his lower lip. Although he remained silent, his gaze fixed on Chen Yan grew increasingly furious.

Chen Yan was his cousin, someone he had looked down on since childhood. Their Chen Family had always been trampled underfoot by their Hu Family.

Yet, this person he had always disdained had just called him a clown in front of everyone.

Amidst a crowd of schadenfreude-filled eyes, Hu Yuan said nothing. He suddenly stood up and rushed behind Chen Yan, raising his fist and smashing it fiercely towards the back of Chen Yan's head.

Beside them, a group of classmates widened their mouths, as if they had already seen Chen Yan being beaten to the ground.

Hu Yuan was launching a sneak attack, and it was clear he wasn't holding back. Chen Yan was in trouble.

But in the next moment, before Hu Yuan's descending fist could land, the youth, covered in sweat, spun around abruptly.

Their eyes met in an instant. Hu Yuan was shocked.

In a mere flicker, Chen Yan's gaze turned cold. He bent his body, his right arm tensing like a drawn bow, his fist clenched. The movement at this moment was as fluid as water, as if he had practiced it thousands, tens of thousands of times.

In a flash.

Hu Yuan's movement froze. A thunderclap seemed to resound in his mind.

He felt as if a ferocious tiger was lunging at him, tearing into him.

With a bang.

A figure streaked through the air, flew across the grass, and landed heavily beside the watching classmates.

In the silence, Chen Yan retracted his fist, turned his head, and left on his own.

"Clown."

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