Host: Lin Qi. Age: 25. Privilege Level: Level 1 Merit-Based Admission Privilege. Martial Arts Level: Quasi-Apprentice. Strength: 109.8 kg. (Apprentice standard: 200 kg) Speed: 10.6 meters per second. (Apprentice standard: 12 meters per second) Training Method: Soul Shocking Breathing Technique (First Layer, Beginner 10%) Number of Players That Can Be Introduced: 10 (The host's current online player limit is 10; current reservations: 18,752.)
"Just 10% beginner mastery of the first layer gave such a huge boost?" Lin Qi stared at his status panel, unable to believe it was real for a moment.
For people in the high martial world, improving was an exceedingly slow process. Even with all kinds of resources supplied to them, very few could become apprentices during high school.
Yet now, with only 10% beginner mastery of the first layer of the breathing technique, his strength had leaped from 92.2 kilograms to 109.8 kilograms in one go, while his speed had risen from 8.9 meters per second to 10.6 meters per second. No one would believe it if he told them.
Even the martial arts students at key high schools would probably need ten days to half a month to achieve such an improvement, while he had done it in merely two short hours.
In fact, if his own vitality and blood had not been somewhat low, his numbers might have risen even further.
"No wonder those martial arts students in high school go crazy hiring private tutors. The improvement from a training method is simply too important. If I can completely master this first layer, becoming an apprentice will be as easy as turning over my hand."
Lin Qi felt the strength in his body, and his gaze could not help sweeping toward the player list.
"What a pity I can only absorb it five times a day. If I had more slots and let more players learn the breathing technique, the improvement speed of my breathing technique would definitely become much faster."
At that moment, Lin Qi suddenly felt that the schedule for repairing the martial arts hall could be moved up.
The mission to repair the martial arts hall could add forty slots in one go. Never mind whether it could raise his privilege level and increase his daily absorption limit—even with forty more people alone, the chances of finding training geniuses would be higher.
Lin Qi had noticed it during his absorption just now. Although they had all been practicing the breathing technique, Fang Zhen and Twilight of the Gods had each only provided 1% proficiency, while Luo Wu Shang had provided 5% in one go.
Her efficiency was five times that of the other two. It was equivalent to him absorbing four additional people.
"Since this extraction privilege can extract breathing techniques, I wonder if it can extract martial skills too. If it can extract martial skills, then this privilege is truly heaven-defying." Lin Qi looked at the remaining seven people on the player list who could still be extracted from, unable to help feeling expectant.
Martial skill training was just like training methods. Although mistakes in practice were not as fatal as mistakes in training methods, they could still leave a person unable to care for themselves.
The Obsidian Martial Arts Hall had been established in the abandoned district. Even with an expert like Qin Mu guarding it, going in and out of other places on ordinary days could hardly be called safe.
Even though he had finally become an ordinary person in the high martial world, it was still an extremely dangerous matter.
But if he could master two Apprentice-level Martial Skills, he would be much safer when going into the wilderness in the future. After all, he needed to repair the martial arts hall, which required a great deal of lumber. Going to the mines to obtain wood was only a matter of sooner or later.
The midday sun hung high overhead, yet the underground level of the Obsidian Martial Arts Hall was blazing with activity.
The underground garden that Fang Zhen and the other two had excavated earlier was now crisscrossed with tunnels. One player after another carried huge sacks on their backs, all of them filled with dirt, yet the heavy loads did not affect their speed in the slightest.
"Fuck! I took the wrong step again!"
"The footwork of these Leopard Shadow Steps is way too complicated. There are actually sixteen different methods of exerting force with the legs, and you have to coordinate them with the corresponding steps. This game is way too realistic. Can't they simplify it a little? I accidentally used the wrong force and step just now, and my whole leg twisted one hundred and eighty degrees. One of my 648 packs just vanished like that."
"Exactly. It would be great if they could simplify it. I usually take plenty of delivery side jobs, so my legs and I have long become one, but learning footwork this complicated is harder than making a dog do a horizontal-bar flip."
"You two, enough already. If you don't want to haul dirt, then switch out now. I've already been digging for an hour. We agreed to switch every ten minutes. How many ten minutes has it been now?"
The two dirt-hauling members of One Leaf Floating Cloud's team saw the furious looks from their companions digging in the tunnel and did not dare delay any longer. Without another word, they darted up to the surface, not giving that digging member another chance to speak.
Although the Leopard Shadow Steps were difficult to learn, compared to merely digging dirt, earning Martial Hall Points while practicing a martial skill at the same time felt as satisfying as playing games while working at a company. Naturally, they could not casually give that opportunity to someone else.
In the tunnel on the other side—
A tall, graceful figure moved like a gust of wind. Her feet landed without a sound, and the huge sack full of rocks and dirt on her back barely affected her speed. Like an athlete sprinting across level ground, she darted back and forth several times, hauling away one sack of rocks and dirt after another. Twilight of the Gods, who was filling the sacks, was left staring blankly.
"Sis Wu Shang, are you sure something was wrong with Sister Zhang's brain before?" Twilight of the Gods looked at Zhang Qingwei as she strode as swiftly as if flying, his mouth hanging open.
With those movements and that reaction speed, Twilight of the Gods felt that even a healthy person might not be able to match Zhang Qingwei.
Twilight of the Gods even felt that he was already digging fast enough, yet the instant a sack was filled with dirt and rocks, Zhang Qingwei would already be standing at the side. Then she would lift the sack and, like a little white rabbit, vanish at the end of the tunnel in the blink of an eye.
"There really was something wrong with Qing Wei's brain." Luo Wu Shang glanced at Zhang Qingwei's disappearing figure and nodded. "But judging from things now, the new technology in High Martial Descent seems to have solved that problem."
Zhang Qingwei had once been a renowned expert in Pilgrimage, so her neural reaction speed naturally went without saying. Now that the issue had been resolved in High Martial Descent, she could naturally display her original level.
Although the direction in which she was displaying it was somewhat strange, it was fine as long as she was happy.
Yet not long after Luo Wu Shang finished speaking, Zhang Qingwei appeared before them again. The excitement on her face made her look like a starving wolf that had not seen a beauty in three days. Even though she was already panting heavily from exhaustion, she still felt she could keep going.
"Wu Shang, give me another half hour. I feel like I'm about to learn it." Zhang Qingwei panted heavily and reached for another sack as soon as she finished speaking.
"Qing Wei, doesn't the guild have an important meeting today?" Luo Wu Shang reminded her as she watched Zhang Qingwei continuously haul dirt. "Is it really alright for you to keep digging holes here with us?"
Although Luo Wu Shang was the vice president and was relatively idle at the moment, not participating in the guild's management and operations, she still knew that today was an important day for Heavenly Might.
Blade Saint Su Wuming of Pilgrimage was coming to Heavenly Might for talks to discuss the major matter of joining Heavenly Might.
In the virtual game Pilgrimage, it was extraordinarily difficult for players to attain sainthood. Calling it one in ten thousand would still be understating it. A saint-level existence was a strategic asset in Pilgrimage, capable of guarding one side and facing thousands upon thousands of troops without fear.
The main reason Heavenly Might could become one of the five major guilds in Pilgrimage was that it had sixteen saint-level existences.
As one of Pilgrimage's ten great Blade Saints, Su Wuming joining Heavenly Might was no small matter indeed.
"I'm just a little secretary. That matter will be fine even without me—the guild leader will handle it. Besides, what work could possibly be as fun as digging holes right now?" Zhang Qingwei waved a hand indifferently. "I feel like I'm only a little short of mastering these Leopard Shadow Steps. As long as I practice a few more times, I should be able to get started!"
Luo Wu Shang looked at Zhang Qingwei, who did not care about the talks in the slightest, and said helplessly, "But if I remember correctly, weren't you the one assigned to test Su Wuming during today's meeting?"
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