Astonishing Ten Thousandfold Return!

[Brain Storage]

"Little Mo, out for a run again?"

"Yes, Aunt Wang."

Watching the figure fade into the distance, Aunt Wang couldn't help but let out a soft sigh.

"Wang Cuihua, what are you sighing about?"

"Sigh, this Little Mo is the most diligent child I have ever seen. For over ten years, he has gone on these weighted long-distance runs every single day. It's just a pity..."

"Stop looking. In this environment, hard work and diligence aren't enough. As they say, literature is for the poor, but martial arts are for the rich."

The middle-aged man standing beside her also sighed as he spoke.

"If his parents were still alive, things might have been different."

"Sigh~"

On the other side, Lin Mo arrived at a spot in the park on the west side of Huaihai Residential Area and unbuckled the 200-kilogram weighted backpack from his shoulders, wiping the sweat from his forehead.

Here, there was an old Blood Qi tester.

He stepped onto it with a heart full of trepidation.

[Beep! Blood Qi Value: 65.56 cal.]

A few seconds later, the value appeared on the tester.

"Sigh~"

Looking at the number before him, a flash of desolation crossed Lin Mo's face.

After a full week of weighted training and bitter cultivation, his Blood Qi had only increased by 0.26.

There were only three months left until the college entrance exam.

At this rate, reaching 70 was simply impossible!

A Blood Qi Value of 70 was the passing line for entering a Martial University.

He had been transmigrated into this high-martial world for eighteen years now.

In this world, both of his parents had been martial artists.

Yet, as if following a pre-written script, young Lin Mo had never felt the love of his parents or the warmth of a family.

His parents had died in a battle in the wilderness, leaving him only a modest pension.

Because he possessed memories from his previous life, this hadn't made him feel as though the sky had collapsed.

Knowing that to survive in this high-martial world, one must become a martial artist.

Since the age of three, he had been training bitterly, never wasting a single moment.

But... the limitations of his talent, combined with the cost of those expensive potions, finally forced Lin Mo to face reality.

Without exceptional talent and without a wealthy family background, standing out in this high-martial world was too difficult.

"Heaven rewards the diligent? It's all a damn lie!"

At this moment, Lin Mo's mental state nearly collapsed.

All these years, he had been more diligent than anyone else.

When others were training, he was training.

When others were resting, he was still training.

Yet, his Blood Qi Value still couldn't compare to theirs.

It wasn't that their talent was all better than Lin Mo's; it was simply that some of them had superior family conditions.

A single Vitality Potion could easily surpass all of Lin Mo's bitter training.

Literature is for the poor, martial arts for the rich—that saying was absolutely correct.

A single Vitality Potion cost over ten thousand, which was simply not something he could afford.

The pension left by his parents was only enough to cover his daily living expenses until he reached adulthood; there was no spare money to buy Vitality Potions.

[Ding, effort will be rewarded; if it hasn't been yet, the time has not arrived.]

[To protect the host's firm and self-reliant confidence, the system is activated ahead of schedule.]

[Ding, detected that the host has been training diligently. Today's 20-kilometer weighted long-distance run is complete. Triggering critical hit, obtaining Hundredfold Return.]

[Ding, Blood Qi Value +3.72 cal.]

[Current Blood Qi Value: 69.28 cal.]

"What!"

The sudden mechanical prompt made Lin Mo jump in surprise.

"Hundredfold Return? Blood Qi Value increased by 3.72 cal?"

Stunned, Lin Mo stepped onto the Blood Qi Value tester once again.

"Beep!"

The familiar sound rang out, and the number on the display screen jumped to 69.28 cal as expected.

"Holy crap!"

In an instant, Lin Mo was overcome with joy.

Based on his previous growth, he had only gained 0.26 cal after a week of weighted training, which averaged out to a growth of about 0.037 cal per day.

So, a hundredfold return really was roughly 3.7.

"This is real!"

After confirming the facts, Lin Mo's heart raced with excitement, and the exhaustion from his 20-kilometer weighted run vanished in an instant.

He glanced left and right, then ran to an empty space nearby and began practicing Military Boxing.

This set of boxing techniques was taught at school.

Beyond providing basic combat skills, it could also slightly increase one's Blood Qi Value.

Furthermore, the higher the Blood Qi Value of the person performing this set, the greater its power.

There were even differences in the fluidity of its execution.

"Huh!"

While practicing the punches, Lin Mo felt a difference from before.

The sudden increase of 3.72 cal in his Blood Qi Value made performing this set of Military Boxing much smoother.

His teacher had once said that before one's Blood Qi Value reached 70, one would feel many obstructions while performing this set.

One would often encounter moments where the flow would stutter.

That had been the case for Lin Mo previously; he would pause mid-set, unable to maintain any continuity.

But now, after finishing the entire set of Military Boxing, there were only two brief moments of hesitation.

"As expected, the higher the Blood Qi Value, the more fluid the technique!"

Lin Mo's lips curled upward, and he continued to practice.

After finishing the set, the expected system notification sound did not ring out.

"Hmm? What's going on? Is one time not enough?"

Lin Mo was puzzled, but he immediately began the second set of Military Boxing.

After finishing this round, the notification sound still did not ring out.

"I don't believe it!"

Lin Mo did not lose heart; he had endured for fifteen years, so what were a few sets of Military Boxing?

Thus, he practiced over and over again, sweat once again pouring from his forehead.

When he had completed ten full sets, the anticipated notification sound finally rang out.

[Ding! You have studied the Mortal Grade Military Boxing in depth, triggering a critical hit and obtaining a Ten Thousandfold Return.]

[Ding! Your Blood Qi has increased by 50 cal.]

[Current Blood Qi Value: 119.28 cal.]

[Ding, your Military Boxing has evolved, obtaining the Mystic Hegemon Fist, and has reached perfection.]

"Holy crap! Ten thousandfold?"

Looking at the system prompt, Lin Mo could not remain calm; he felt as if he had turned to stone.

This time, he had actually triggered a ten thousandfold return.

He had originally assumed this system only offered hundredfold returns, so this was a pleasant surprise.

It seemed that the multiplier he could trigger after diligent training was random.

Moreover, this return had directly increased his Blood Qi by 50 cal.

It was truly worthy of being a ten thousandfold return; it was incredibly powerful.

His current Blood Qi Value had broken through 100, reaching 119.28 cal.

Just a moment ago, he had been worried about not being able to break through to 70.

He hadn't expected that in the blink of an eye, he would not only cross the 70-cal threshold but also leap directly past the 100-cal mark.

What did 100 represent? It was the threshold for stepping into the realm of a Martial Artist.

At 18 years old, a Blood Qi Value of 70 cal was the minimum requirement for admission to a Martial University.

Above 80, one could enter a relatively excellent Martial University.

Once the Blood Qi Value crossed 90, one could enter a key Martial University and was already considered a quasi-Martial Artist.

And to reach a Blood Qi Value of over 100 at 18 years old and step into the ranks of a Martial Artist—that was absolutely the mark of a genius, someone who would inevitably be fought over by the top four Martial Universities in the country.

Such people were not unheard of.

But they were invariably from martial families with deep foundations, or else monstrous geniuses with peerless talent.

Yet Lin Mo, whose aptitude was as ordinary as could be, clearly fell into neither category.

"I never expected that I would actually break through to become a Martial Artist."

The sudden, overwhelming surprise left Lin Mo unable to calm his racing heart for a long moment.

After a long while, he finally steadied his emotions and turned his gaze toward the final notification from the system...