[You practiced martial arts with your classmate Xia Shuran for over an hour] [Martial Arts Technique +1] [Physical Constitution +1] [Accumulate 100 points of Physical Constitution to obtain the attribute-Knotted Muscles] [Current points obtained: 23]
Just as I thought!
Strength training counted as practicing martial arts too.
Doing strength training with my Junior Schoolmate also let me farm attributes from her [Martial Arts Grandmaster] tag.
From now on, I'd play basketball with Gao Fei for three hours every day.
Then I'd practice with the Red-Tassel Spear with my Junior Schoolmate for two hours and do an hour of basic strength training.
That would net me 6 points of Physical Constitution a day.
My accumulated Physical Constitution increase was now +23.
Just 77 more points to reach 100.
In other words...
In just half a month, I'd get my hands on that musclehead attribute, Knotted Muscles!
At that thought,
Gu Qing couldn't help feeling a little excited.
Just then,
a male student with a [Street Workout Champion] tag floating above his head came over from the hundred-meter track ahead and greeted Xia Shuran from a distance.
"Xia, long time no see."
"Oh, Senior Hu. Long time no see."
Xia Shuran stopped doing squats and responded with a polite smile.
The young man stopped in front of Xia Shuran and sized up Gu Qing beside her.
Then he looked back at her and asked, "Xia, is this your boyfriend?"
"Huh? No..."
Xia Shuran's cheeks instantly flushed, her eyelashes trembling slightly as she hurriedly waved her hands in denial.
As she spoke, she also sneaked a glance at Gu Qing, a trace of nervousness in her heart, wanting to see how he would react to being mistaken for her boyfriend.
But Gu Qing simply stood there with a calm expression.
His face showed no reaction.
Even his gaze hadn't shifted in the slightest.
Senior is so calm...
Xia Shuran felt a little disappointed.
But she quickly composed herself and introduced the two with a smile.
"Senior Hu, this is a third-year senior from the Foreign Languages College I met recently. We're both very interested in traditional martial arts, and we often practice together on the field in the afternoons."
"Senior, this is the senior assigned to help oversee my class. He specializes in the hundred-meter sprint and has won a major provincial prize. He's a Street Workout expert, just like you."
While she introduced them,
the two were sizing each other up.
Gu Qing studied the young man.
About 1.7 meters tall.
Dark skin.
Average looks.
He was the classic six-foot, dark-skinned male college athlete.
Just the budget version, missing ten centimeters from his specifications.
The dark-skinned athlete studied Gu Qing.
Hah, that tall and that handsome? Definitely a player.
Interested in traditional martial arts, my ass. He just wanted to hit on Xia because she was pretty.
And chances were, once he got her and grew tired of playing around, he'd just walk away.
Otherwise, how could someone that handsome still be single and hitting on girls in his third year?
The shittiest part was, instead of preying on all those girls at the Foreign Languages College, he'd come after the few girls our Physical Education College had. Was he even human?!
The dark-skinned athlete was full of prejudice against Gu Qing.
It wasn't aimed at Gu Qing specifically.
It was aimed at all handsome men.
"Senior, from Xia's introduction, it sounds like you're a Street Workout expert too?"
"Really?"
"I can't quite see it."
The dark-skinned athlete spoke with a smile.
Despite his smile, his words were clearly full of hostility.
Xia Shuran was widely acknowledged as the prettiest girl in the Physical Education College.
She was pretty and had a nice personality.
The dark-skinned athlete had always liked her, had even regarded her as his goddess for a time, and had pursued her fervently.
But in the end, he'd failed and been told he was a nice guy.
Gu Qing had already offended him a little just by being handsome.
And now he was actually trying to hit on the Junior Schoolmate he liked?
How could I put up with that?
With those two things combined, his hostility toward Gu Qing shot through the roof.
Gu Qing sensed the dark-skinned athlete's hostility.
He also guessed what had caused it.
But he didn't take it seriously, merely smiling as he said, "I wouldn't call myself a Street Workout expert. I barely qualify as an amateur enthusiast."
"You're too modest, Senior."
The dark-skinned athlete wore a half-smile. "If you really weren't a Street Workout expert, Xia wouldn't have introduced you that way."
As he spoke, his gaze grew serious. "Senior, since we're not doing anything right now, why don't we have a little contest?"
I might not match your looks, but surely I wouldn't lose to you in sports?
I really didn't believe you were better than me at Street Workout.
I'd have to show off my powerful core strength and knock that scummy player charm of yours down a peg in front of Xia.
Since the other guy insisted on rushing over to get crushed, Gu Qing stopped holding back and chose to oblige him.
"Sure. Let's have a little contest, then."
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Chapter 16: One-Finger Planche
Seeing Gu Qing agree to compete with the dark-skinned athlete,
Xia Shuran, a minor TikTok influencer, quietly took out her phone and started recording.
She intended to record the entire contest.
If Gu Qing won,
she would edit the video and post it on TikTok to show everyone how impressive he was.
If the dark-skinned athlete won...
she would destroy the evidence on the spot!
It would never get out!
"Don't post me on TikTok. I don't like appearing online."
Seeing Xia Shuran holding up her phone, Gu Qing immediately reminded her.
Xia Shuran made an okay gesture.
"Don't worry, Senior. If I do post it, I'll definitely blur your face."
"Not even with my face blurred."
"All right."
Xia Shuran pursed her lips in disappointment and obediently stopped recording.
Just then, the dark-skinned athlete said cheerfully,
"Xia, record me. I'd be happy for you to post me on TikTok and help you get more likes."
"Senior Hu, you might not believe this, but my phone just ran out of battery..."
Xia Shuran held up her phone with its black screen.
The phone still had power.
She had simply turned off the screen.
Although she'd smiled and called him Senior Hu earlier, making them seem fairly close,
she actually had a very poor impression of the dark-skinned athlete.
When school had just started last summer, he'd frequently harassed her, sending her all kinds of pictures of his pecs and abs on WeChat, which had troubled her greatly.
She really didn't want any contact with a guy this severely sexually repressed.
"Out of battery? Nothing we can do, then."
Looking regretful, the dark-skinned athlete turned toward Gu Qing and dropped his smile. "Senior, since I proposed the contest, I'll choose the move, and then you can replicate it."
"Sure. You choose."
Gu Qing didn't mind.
The dark-skinned athlete wasted no time. He walked straight toward the nearest horizontal bar and said with a composed expression,
"Senior, since we're both experts, let's start with something simple: an Archangel Muscle-Up."
The so-called Archangel Muscle-Up was actually a reverse muscle-up.
In other words, with your back to the bar, you pulled your entire upper body above it in a pull-up motion.
As you pulled yourself up, your straining arms, shoulders, and back would spread out in an instant, making you look like an angel spreading its wings in flight.
That was how the Archangel Muscle-Up got its name.
Soon,
the dark-skinned athlete jumped up and gripped the bar with his back to it. Once he'd completely steadied himself, he immediately pulled with every ounce of strength he had, slowly raising himself.
As his body rose,
with his dark skin, unimpressive looks, and the exaggerated contortions of his face as he strained, he looked less like an angel and more like a giant cockroach, black and red all over.
Several seconds later.
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