Rubber Fruit Saint Physique!

[Brain storage here, put a bit more, the author recently grew a brain and needs some nourishing. ƪ(˘⌣˘)ʃ graceful]

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--Dragon Nation

--Gancheng Spirit Martial High School, Grade Three, Class One.

"Liu Chuang, Element Type--Explosive Flame, Grade-C Aptitude."

"..."

"Su Wuming, Power Type, Grade-F Aptitude!"

Damn it! What the hell are you insulting me for! Sitting by the window in the back row of the classroom, Su Wuming listened to homeroom teacher Shi Potian's reading from the podium and expressed intense dissatisfaction.

Yet he could only say it in his heart.

He had transmigrated to this world for half a year already. He endured the original body being the worst student in the class, and he endured awakening the most hopeless Power Type.

But! He could not swallow those two words, "Grade-F".

Even using "Grade E" instead would have been fine!

This... (omitting ten thousand alpacas here...)

After venting inwardly, Su Ming finally calmed down and began to ponder life.

Why is the Power Type weak?

It is because the cultivation techniques of this world were created based on the elemental traits awakened by spirit martial practitioners of various lineages.

Aside from brute strength, no one in history had ever developed Power Type traits to the extreme, so they were pushed aside into a corner and no one investigated them anymore.

To explain it from another angle:

When others use Meteor Fire Rain, Tremendous Thunder, Ice Bellow, and so on... various dazzling, colorful, and ever-changing techniques, they can wipe out large swaths of demon beasts with a wave of their hands.

Meanwhile, your Power Type can only pull off Lin Daiyu uprooting a weeping willow tree.

Is this reasonable?

This damned thing is simply not reasonable!

Moreover, restricted by his own innate talent, he was destined to only fight bronze-tier matches in this life!

Could it be that I can only punch the old folks' home on South Mountain, kick the Beihai kindergarten, and become a local tyrant?

I also want to punch and suppress the heavens, cutting off through the ages with a single fist and achieving the status of a heavenly emperor.

Or at the slightest disagreement, unleash the Great Wilderness Heaven-Imprisoning Fist...

Sigh...

Sigh...

Sigh.

Hey! I am not panicking at all!

As everyone knows, a transmigrator has deceased parents and is bound to awaken as the worst student.

However...

They all have systems!

At this moment, the dear readers sitting here, please follow me, Su Wuming, and do as I do.

First of all~

Respected readers, all rise!

From now on, this place shall be called Su Wuming Square!

Everyone shout along with me: "System, come!"

A loud shout instantly spread into the ears of everyone in the classroom.

Only to see Su Wuming leap up from his desk with a cry of, "System, come!"

It drew the gazes of the whole class, including the instructor, directly toward him, and some students even started whispering softly.

"Gosh, this dude hasn't been hit by some kind of mental shock, has he?"

"Be confident, he has been hit by a shock. That's the once-in-a-decades Power Type, after all."

"Who's to say otherwise? If that happened to me, I'd have pushed open the window and jumped down long ago."

"Bro, this is the first floor, you'd need to go to the rooftop..."

"Such a handsome young brother, what a pity he's gone crazy..."

"Wuming, Wuming, destined to remain nameless..."

"..."

"Su Wuming, sit your butt down!" The homeroom teacher rebuked with extreme dissatisfaction.

Yet at this moment, Su Wuming remained the only sober person while everyone else was drunk.

He thought: Hmph~ sit down then!

What outsiders did not know was that the moment he shouted those two words, a mechanical voice also sounded in his mind.

[Ding! System loading...]

That single "Ding" sounded like heavenly music at this moment, refreshing and delightful.

By now, Su Wuming was already sitting on his stool, fantasizing about some day standing proudly at the ultimate peak of ten thousand mountains, turning his back on all living beings, raising his head three feet to gaze at the sky, and proudly declaring to this world:

"If heaven did not produce Su Wuming, the path of might would remain a long night through the ages!"

Or: "At the pinnacle of might, I look down upon the world! With me, Wuming, the heavens exist!"

In short, at this moment, he was destined for a king's return, and those mockeries and abuses, he would...

[Ding, system malfunction...]

"What the hell! No... I refuse!"

"System, hang in there!"

"Resurrect, oh my system!"

[Ding! Reboot successful, matching host...]

"Phew~ scared the heck out of me~"

[Ding! Host matching successful!]

"Ding~ system in hand, heart doesn't shake..."

[Ding! Welcome host, this system is the Strongest Power System, and is now issuing the system gift pack to the host.]

[Ding! Issuance successful, please check.]

With an excited heart and trembling hands, Su Wuming opened that gift pack in his mind with surging agitation.

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining the strongest Rubber Fruit Saint Physique, would you like to install it?]

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining the Rubber Fruit skill panel, would you like to download it?]

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining the Eight Gates skill panel, would you like to download it?]

Holy crap! Luffy! Kaido!

Su Wuming was shocked on the spot.

In this lifetime...

Youth never ends! And he, Wuming, was destined to be a man who would become a Martial King!

"I acknowledge this gift pack. Among the system novels I've read, no one can match you regarding gift packs. I, Wuming, am willing to call you the strongest! Therefore, I choose yes, install and download them all!"

[Installing and downloading, this process will take 3 minutes, please wait patiently.]

"No problem... I'll wait thirty minutes, a dead wait!"

Until this moment, Su Wuming shed tears of excitement inwardly.

Thinking back before his transmigrated days, he had been addicted to web novels about the qi recovery and demon beast invasion genres, unable to extricate himself.

He never imagined that upon transmigrating, he would instantly experience all of this.

Right now, the Dragon Nation where he resided was in the recovery period following the previous Human-Demon War.

The matter had to be traced back five hundred years ago.

Five hundred years ago, spiritual qi revived, the Earth's surface area surged abruptly, and flora and fauna began to mutate.

While space continued to expand, an alternate-dimension wormhole unexpectedly opened, thereby attracting the greedy and covetous gazes of the Outer-Domain Demon Clan.

They coveted this magnificent land with unquenchable desire, and thus, the first Human-Demon War erupted like a violent storm.

During that period, human powerhouses emerged in droves, and supreme experts even used various spiritual qi of heaven and earth as their cultivation foundation, taking their bodies as the seed to pioneer a cultivation system suitable for the human race, suppressing the various demon kings of the demon clan.

Through nearly a century of research and improvement, they finally created a set of cultivation techniques assisting awakening, named the Dao Guidance Method, used for cultivation at age seventeen to draw out the practitioner's inner potential.

Then at eighteen, by testing the student's blood traits, it detects the awakened elemental traits guided out through cultivating the Dao Guidance Method, thereby determining the other party's cultivation system.

After awakening, they are referred to as: spirit martial practitioners.

The awakened lineages are categorized into five types: Element Type, Space Dimension Type, Animal Type, Food Type, and the bottom-tier Power Type.

As the name implies, Food Type does not belong to the combat types; it belongs to the logistical support faction, but this system must not be underestimated, because there are always times when you get injured or run out of spiritual power. At such times, the Food Type acts as an absolute healer, a target that must be buttered up.

At the same time, according to the awakened elemental traits, aptitudes are categorized into: Grade-A, Grade-B, Grade-C, Grade-D, Grade-E, Grade-F.

Cultivation ranks are: Black Iron, Bronze, Silver Rank, Gold, Platinum, Diamond, Starshine, Supreme, and King, nine ranks.

Each rank is further divided into nine stars.

Aptitude determines the speed of cultivation and the height one may potentially reach in the future.

Grade-A aptitude spirit martial practitioners belong to those one-in-a-million geniuses, holding the greatest hope of ascending to the supreme realm, with Grade-B coming next as one in ten thousand.

Though it is put this way, it does not mean other aptitudes have no hope.

After all, on the path of cultivation, talent is one aspect, and perseverance is equally indispensable; the predecessors and powerhouses once encouraged people not to give up, believing that diligence can make up for clumsiness.

Yet, for the Power Type, Nine-Star Silver Rank has been the absolute limit since antiquity. If you added a Grade-F Aptitude to that, Bronze Nine-Star was likely the end of the line.

For the past half year, Su Ming had eagerly anticipated today's awakening, believing he would surely astonish everyone with a single feat.

Yet who would have thought—oh well! He had actually awakened the Power Type, universally recognized by cultivators in this world as the weakest and most hopeless!

He was also the only one in the entire school. Looking at it from another angle, that could still be considered amazing the world on a first try.