Chapter 4

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nTranslator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

nAt first, Wang Teng had come to the Jixin Martial House to cultivate. But now, he was busy picking up attributes.

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nHe felt like a rubbish collector, working hard to pick up what others dropped.

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nHe observed the bubbles for some time and noticed that the transparent bubbles on the ground were dropped during the disciples’ cultivation process.

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nMany students were practicing in the martial arts academy, so quite a few attribute bubbles had dropped.

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nOne thing made Wang Teng’s heart ache, though.

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nThere was a time limit for the existence of the bubbles. They would disappear after a few minutes.

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nJust now, when he was in a daze, a few bubbles had already disappeared. He felt a pang of pain in his heart, as if he had lost a few hundred million.

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nThe disciples continued practicing; attribute bubbles kept dropping.

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nAs Wang Teng collected the bubbles happily, his attributes started surging.

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nWhen an instructor saw him running around the arena aimlessly, he couldn’t take it anymore. He called him loudly.

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n“Hey, student, why are you not practicing diligently? Why are you running around?”

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n“Teacher, this is my first day, so I’m looking at how other people practice. As the saying goes, there’s something you can learn from everyone. I’m learning things from other people first.”

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nWang Teng looked at the instructor and smiled as he spouted nonsense.

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n“Today is your first day? Come over here. I will teach you the ninth set of radio exercises first. Since you don’t know anything now, you won’t be able to understand what they are doing. Lay your foundations first,” said the instructor.

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nWang Teng thought for a moment and felt that the instructor made sense. This guy was quite responsible.

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nHe looked at the attribute bubbles that had just dropped in the training lobby. The feeling of losing a few hundred millions struck him again.

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n“Teacher, what kind of exercise is the ninth set of radio exercises?” Wang Teng walked over and asked curiously.

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n“It is a set of exercises created by the country to train your body scientifically. It uses the basic physical training exercises from the Xingwu Continent.”

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nThe instructor turned to the sound system after he finished speaking.

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n“The ninth set of radio exercises, Martial Spirit, starts now.”

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nWang Teng froze.

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nHe could recognize the music. The starting actions were familiar too.

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n“Watch carefully.”

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nThe instructor was taller than 1.8m, and his muscles were bulging out of his shirt. It was frightening, yet he was getting ready diligently.

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nWang Teng was stunned.

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nThe instructor started doing the exercises along with the music.

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n“The first stance, stretching exercise. One two three four, two two three four…”

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n“The second stance, chest expansion exercise. One two three four, two two three four…”

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n“The third stance, kicking exercise. One two three four, two two three four…”

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nWang Teng looked at the instructor in astonishment as many crows flew past his mind uncontrollably. He was speechless.

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nOh my god!

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nThe names of the exercises were the same as the radio exercises he knew in the past, but the actions were more complicated. Some of them even had high physical demands.

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nIt seemed like… the exercises could truly train one’s physique.

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nBut, this music, this tempo, and this familiar feeling were really embarrassing.

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n“How is it? Have you seen everything? If you didn’t, I could show you again.”

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nThe music stopped, and the instructor slowly ended the exercise. He let out a long sigh. Beads of sweat appeared on his forehead and his body. The effects of the ninth set of radio exercises were astounding.

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n“Instructor, I saw everything clearly!” Wang Teng nodded in a hurry. He was really afraid that the instructor would do it again.

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nLooking at his unsatisfied expression, the guy might really do it again. He wasn’t kidding.

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n“Oh, it looks like your memory is not bad. I had to watch it three times before I managed to memorize it,” the instructor said with disappointment.

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nWhy do you look so disappointed!

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nHow can you get addicted to a radio exercise?

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nWang Teng sent the instructor off with all his might by persuading him to harm other students. After all, they would be delighted to listen to him.

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nI will never practice the ninth set of radio exercises! I will never do it even if I die!

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nI will only rely on picking up attributes to become stronger!

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nWhen the instructor wasn’t looking at him, Wang Teng continued his collection business.

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nStrength*2

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nSpeed*1

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nEnlightenment*0.2

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nBasic Fist Skill*5

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nWang Teng was thrilled. He had picked many strength and speed attributes, but he hadn’t tested them. Hence, he didn’t know where his strength was at. However, while running around, Wang Teng felt his speed increasing. He accidentally dashed a few meters further than expected.

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nThere weren’t many Enlightenment attributes. Most of them were less than one point, so they only added up to one point.

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nWill I become smarter if my Enlightenment attribute increases? Why don’t I feel anything? Wang Teng thought to himself.

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nWait!

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nBasic Fist Skill*5?!

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nWang Teng had absorbed an attribute bubble that he never saw before. Suddenly, memories of him practicing fist skills, which didn’t exist earlier, appeared in his mind.

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n“I’ve learned the basic fist skill?” Wang Teng was in disbelief.

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nAs martial disciples couldn’t absorb the Force, they weren’t able to practice Force battle techniques.

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nHence, the country summarized many basic fighting skills, including footwork, fist skills, sword skills, blade skills, etc.

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nThey popularized the skills and allowed everyone to practice them.

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nWang Teng looked at the 20-years-old youth who was practicing the basic fist skill not far away from him, and his eyes lit up.

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nAlthough he had learned the basic fist skill, he wasn’t well-versed in it. He just knew it roughly like an ordinary person who had practiced it for five days.

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nWas he able to increase his proficiency if he collected more basic fist skill attributes?

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nBang, bang, bang!

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nThe young man punched the sandbag forcefully, swinging it right and left. Every punch formed a dent in the sandbag.

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n“Amazing!

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n“Indeed, you can only be successful if you become a martial warrior.

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n“Why isn’t it dropping…? Hey, it dropped! It dropped again!”

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nWang Teng was feeling over the top. He secretly crept in from the back and picked up the attribute silently. Then, he sneaked away.

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nBasic Fist Skill*7

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nStrength*5

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n“This young man is amazing! He’s good!” Wang Teng exclaimed.

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nThe proficiency of his basic fist skill had increased once more!

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nHe waited for a while, but the other party didn’t drop any more attribute bubbles. Wang Teng had no choice but to turn his attention to the other students. He mustn’t neglect the other attributes while waiting for this one.

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nOnly children made decisions.

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nAdults took everything!

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nHe, Wang Teng, was an adult!

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nBasic Footwork*2

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nThere was a running track outside the training lobby. It was like a stadium.

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nA fat man was dashing across the track like a gust of wind. Standing by the side, Wang Teng’s hair flew up. Still, a bubble dropped from the fat man.

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nThis was an agile fatty!

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n“Huh? Basic footwork!”

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nWang Teng was astounded when he picked up the attribute bubble. This was another basic technique. He was really lucky today.

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nAs the fat man kept running assiduously, bubbles dropped behind him like a hen laying eggs.

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n“So many bubbles!”

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nWang Teng was flabbergasted. He didn’t want to waste anything, so he ran behind the fatty and collected the bubbles.

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nThe speed attributes he had collected earlier started showing its effects now. Wang Teng was able to follow behind the fatty without breaking a sweat.

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nSpeed*1

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nSpeed*1

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nSpeed*1

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nBasic Footwork*3

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nSpeed*1

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n“Hah, hah, hah… why are you following me?” The fatty stopped and glared at Wang Teng while sticking out his tongue.

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n“No one is following you. I’m just practicing my footwork. Don’t flatter yourself.” Wang Teng glared back at him.

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n“You…”

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n“What about me?”

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n“Damn it, I’m not running anymore. You can run alone.” The fatty was frustrated, but he couldn’t do anything to Wang Teng.

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n“Hey, don’t do that. You can run a few more rounds. I think that you have a bright future. Don’t give up easily,” Wang Teng immediately persuaded the fatty with all his heart.

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nThe fatty: …

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Chapter end