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Name: Fang Xing

Age: 16

Profession: Martial Artist

First Realm: Flesh and Blood (Skin Refinement: 33/100)

Military Body Boxing Twelve Forms: 75/100 (Beginner)

Great Dragon Stance: 80/100 (Beginner)

Gate of Heavens: 39/100 (Locating)

...

"My Military Body Boxing Twelve Forms is still at the Beginner level..."

When Fang Xing focused his attention on the Military Body Boxing section, something miraculous happened.

The symbol representing Military Body Boxing Twelve Forms unfolded, and twelve subcategories appeared:

Bow Stance Cannon Fist: 1/100 (Proficient)

Half-Step Crushing Fist: 77/100 (Beginner)

Blocking Horizontal Fist: 81/100 (Beginner)

...

Battle Axe Leg: 55/100 (Beginner)

Twin Serpent Leg: 67/100 (Beginner)

...

There were twelve subcategories in total, corresponding one-to-one with the twelve forms of Military Body Boxing.

"Over this period, I picked out a few moves and drilled them hard. The results really are impressive... Especially Bow Stance Cannon Fist—it has already surpassed Beginner and reached the Proficient level? In other words, what Xia Long Teacher called A Cannon Blast Worth Ten Thousand Gold, Cannon Fist Minor Completion?"

"But the other moves are still at the Beginner level, so the overall evaluation remains Beginner?"

Fang Xing felt that he was gradually beginning to understand some of the Attribute Panel's rules.

"Good. A Cannon Blast Worth Ten Thousand Gold—Fang Xing, if this were ancient times, your Bow Stance Cannon Fist would already count as truly entering the halls of mastery."

Just then, a tall figure entered the classroom. It was Xia Long!

His gaze swept across the room before finally settling on Fang Xing. "Fang Xing, come to my office!"

"Yes, Teacher!"

Fang Xing's heart stirred as he followed Xia Long to the office.

When the door opened, he found a huge space inside. A set of celadon tea ware sat atop the rosewood desk.

A kettle was huffing away on a small stove.

"Sit. Would you like some tea?"

Xia Long sat down with an imposing air, but his hands moved with the smooth grace of drifting clouds and flowing water as he began preparing tea.

Fang Xing could not help staring at the sight.

"What? Think it feels out of place?"

Xia Long held a teacup in his hands and smiled. "According to scientific research, the most important thing in grasping even a trace of Artistic Conception Power is following one's heart... To me, the process of brewing tea is an ancient ritual for cultivating the mind. It helps me become calm."

"Cultivating the mind..."

Fang Xing nodded, looking as though he did not quite understand but was deeply impressed.

"What is artistic conception? It can be Wind Rain Thunder Lightning, heaven and earth... It can also be flowers, birds, fish, insects, and the myriad forms of living beings... Put simply, it is the power of the heart! But this sort of thing is profoundly mysterious. Everyone can only follow their own fate and find the method that suits them best... A true genius could comprehend Dragon Artistic Conception even by standing in the Great Dragon Stance until the very end."

Xia Long waved a hand. "It is too early for you to worry about such things. I only want you to have a goal... Fang Xing, I've been watching you for some time. You are very good. You improve every day... and today, you even gave me a small surprise."

"It is all thanks to your excellent guidance, Teacher." Fang Xing smiled modestly.

"Your effort after class has also played a part..." Xia Long felt that this might be a hardworking genius, but he did not say it aloud, afraid the boy might become too proud.

He nodded. "I called you here today only to give you something. Take it."

As he spoke, he opened a drawer, took out a box, and handed it over.

Fang Xing accepted it. When he opened it, he saw a neat row of test tubes inside.

They contained a viscous azure medicine, with what seemed like tiny specks of starlight shimmering within.

"D3 Nutrient Solution?"

Excitement appeared on his face, though inwardly he was clicking his tongue. This box must cost at least tens of thousands, right? Xia Long Teacher really is generous. Then again, private tutoring is indeed highly profitable for a Professional. To him, this is probably only a few hours' worth of after-school tutoring income...

Remembering how long it had taken the original owner of this body to save money, Fang Xing had the urge to burst into tears. "Teacher... this is too precious."

"To me, it does not even count as a drop in the bucket."

Xia Long shook his head. "As a teacher, I hope to teach some excellent students. The better your grades, the higher my performance evaluation and bonus. It is mutually beneficial, so there is no need to feel uneasy..."

"Then... thank you, Teacher."

Fang Xing bowed gratefully.

"Mm. Work hard... I hope to see you perform well in the Final Exam."

Xia Long smiled. "Compared to those Natural Human students, you still need to work harder... You know what their resources and circumstances are like. Nutrient Fluid is only a minor matter."

"Yes."

Fang Xing walked out of the office, feeling the box in his hands was somewhat heavy.

This may be nothing to many people, but to me, it is help in a time of need...

When I have the chance, I must repay him properly.

Happy Home District.

After returning home, Fang Xing suppressed his impatience. He finished dinner, rested for a while, and only then entered the Cultivation Room.

"D3 Nutrient Solution uses high technology to concentrate various extraterrestrial nutrients, then is formulated by the Omniscient Brain... It has been confirmed to best suit the cultivation needs of low-level martial artists. Take 20 milliliters orally each time..."

He opened the box and first read the contraindications and precautions on the package insert.

Then he picked up a test tube and slowly opened it.

The blue viscous liquid emitted a strange scent—he could not tell whether it smelled good or bad, only that it was extremely peculiar.

"When the friendship runs deep, down it in one gulp!"

Fang Xing took out a measuring cup, poured in 20 milliliters, and swallowed it in one go.

Gulp, gulp, gulp!

An icy sensation slid down his throat and into his stomach.

The Nutrient Solution took effect very quickly!

About five or six minutes later, Fang Xing felt a powerful sense of fullness rise within him.

Misstep. I shouldn't have eaten dinner. I could've saved a meal...

The thought had barely surfaced when his limbs and body seemed to be enveloped in a warm current. Even his bones felt numb and tingly, as if he had received an advanced physical therapy session. It was wonderfully comfortable.

"Time to grind!"

After confirming that the medicine was taking effect, Fang Xing immediately assumed the Great Dragon Stance and began training intensely.

Inhale... exhale...

With long, steady breaths, his spine began to tremble faintly, like a great dragon moving its claw-like limbs.

Fang Xing emptied his mind and gradually immersed himself in cultivation, long forgetting the passage of time outside.

One hour, two hours, three hours...

"I..."

Suddenly, he opened his eyes and collapsed onto the floor.

He looked at the clock beside him and could not help showing an astonished expression. "Ten twenty at night. I held the stance for... three hours? This..."

Fang Xing hurriedly checked himself and discovered that aside from feeling somewhat drained, his body was not much different from how it felt after training for one hour before.

"So this is the effect of D3 Nutrient Solution? It can extend my training time without me having to worry about damaging my body?"

"To me, this is triple Amplification."

His eyes lit up as he glanced at the Attribute Panel:

Great Dragon Stance: 81/100 (Beginner)

"One training session increased it by one point. At this rate..."

A smile appeared on Fang Xing's face.

The next day.

Yucai High School.

Martial Arts Class.

"Everything is different. Everything has changed."

Fang Xing assumed a fighting stance and felt as though he had undergone a complete transformation, especially when practicing Bow Stance Cannon Fist.

The circulation of his Qi-Blood, the coordination of his limbs... everything possessed a wonderful sense of fluidity, as though a once-stiff machine had been freshly oiled.

Silky smooth. Wonderful...

So this is what the Proficient level feels like?

What will happen once all twelve forms of Military Body Boxing break through, and even the Great Dragon Stance breaks through?

Anticipation rose in his heart.

"Warm-up is over. Today's class will continue with sparring!"

Xia Long strode over just then. He glanced at Fang Xing, a flash of satisfaction appearing on his face before vanishing instantly. Then he shouted, "Form groups..."

"Teacher!"

A tall white student raised his hand. It was Cole!

"What is it?" Xia Long frowned.

"It's like this. Sparring with the other students is not very effective for me. I would like to ask Fang Xing for some pointers!"

Cole stared at Fang Xing, openly hostile.

Until recently, he had been the student the teacher valued most!

His Cannon Fist had clearly been close to Minor Completion!

How had he suddenly been surpassed by this previously insignificant nobody in the class?

He's still just a teenager, in the end... Too impulsive.

Fang Xing remained expressionless, then waved a hand to tell Liu Wei not to worry.

"You want to choose your sparring partner?"

Xia Long rubbed his chin and smiled as though he enjoyed seeing the excitement grow. "That does sound rather interesting. Fang Xing, what do you say?"

"I will follow your arrangements, Teacher."

Fang Xing gave a noncommittal reply.

"Then make room. You two go first."

Xia Long nodded and had the students clear out an open space.

Seeing this, Liu Wei could not help looking at Fang Xing worriedly.

"A Wei..."

Bai Lianyi came to Liu Wei's side. "Are you worried about Fang Xing?"

"Yeah... A Xing has improved quickly recently, but Cole... Cole... sigh..."

Liu Wei watched the two in the open space. "But A Xing has plenty of experience getting beaten up, so there probably won't be any major problem, right?"

Bai Lianyi watched the scene, a trace of curiosity in her clear eyes.

Ouyang Qianqian, meanwhile, glanced toward the two of them without drawing attention to herself.

As a perceptive girl, she had long known that Liu Wei liked her but did not dare confess it.

And it had only been a few days? Her little puppy had already run off with someone else!

She did not like Liu Wei, but for some reason, it still made her furious!

Then...

She quickly shifted her gaze to Fang Xing.

The last time, he had voluntarily admitted defeat, and they had not had another chance to fight.

In truth, she also wanted to test herself against Fang Xing again.

"Begin!"

Xia Long looked at the two of them and spoke directly.

"Kid, I'll make you understand..."

Cole wore a savage grin. His body moved like an agile bear as he pounced in the blink of an eye.

Feeling the fierce wind before him, Fang Xing calmly raised his right hand.

Crash...

His Qi-Blood surged through his body like gunpowder being suddenly ignited!

His five fingers came together and shot forth like a cannonball!

Bow Stance Cannon Fist!

A Cannon Blast Worth Ten Thousand Gold!

Boom!

It was like a cannonball leaving the barrel. A thunderous blast erupted through the air, making the nearby students cover their ears as pain appeared on their faces.

"Ah?"

Liu Wei stared in astonishment as Cole flew backward even faster than he had charged in...