“The punching post in front of you is your enemy.”
“While practicing your fist technique, you must also ensure that your punches can unleash maximum power, no matter the situation!”
Ever since Fang Qingyu persevered yesterday, Mr. Qin had resumed personally guiding him, which made others green with envy.
However, everyone had witnessed Fang Qingyu’s desperate efforts in training yesterday, so no one dared to say anything.
Fang Qingyu nodded and began practicing Basic Fist Technique around the punching post.
“Bang, bang, bang…”
The loud sounds of his punches made Mr. Qin, who was about to leave, turn back in surprise.
“Wait a moment.”
“?”
Fang Qingyu stopped, looking at him in confusion. He had just started training… Had he made a mistake?
“Come with me for a moment.”
Mr. Qin said nothing more, only leaving that one sentence before leading Fang Qingyu to the edge of the training ground.
Some unfamiliar instruments were placed there.
Upon arriving, Mr. Qin didn't speak for a while, instead tinkering with the instruments.
After a good while, he pointed to a black panel beside him.
“Punch it with full force.”
Fang Qingyu followed his instructions.
Bang—
The black panel didn't even budge, making Fang Qingyu wonder how incredibly heavy this instrument must be.
Mr. Qin, however, was staring intently at the screen in front of him.
75KG!
Hiss…
This kid, he’s improving so fast!?
On his first day here,
Mr. Qin had noticed that Fang Qingyu’s foundation was very poor when he started Stance Training.
However, his speed in learning Stance Training was very fast.
He had simply taken the initiative to teach him personally; anyone in his position would have done the same.
Then came the Basic Fist Technique.
He had also seen Fang Qingyu’s diligence with his own eyes.
So, since he was free, he might as well teach him more and see if he could enter the Elite Class.
But now, Fang Qingyu’s progress speed…
A new idea suddenly formed in Mr. Qin’s mind.
If he could maintain this speed,
this kid truly had more than a fifty percent chance of entering the Elite Class!
“Next, I’m going to supervise your training. Can you handle it?”
But before that, he still needed to consult Fang Qingyu.
Fang Qingyu was pondering whether 75KG was a lot or a little.
Hearing this, he immediately nodded.
“I can handle it.”
He wasn't afraid of hardship; what he feared was hardship without eventual reward.
But now, with the existence of the Atlas,
the reward would always come.
“Alright, come test it every day from now on. Go train.”
Mr. Qin nodded, letting Fang Qingyu train by himself first.
He then turned and found a short stick on the weapon rack before walking over to Fang Qingyu’s side to supervise him.
And then…
Fang Qingyu’s nightmare began.
Smack—
The short stick struck the inside of Fang Qingyu’s elbow.
“When you punch, your forearm should be twisted tight like a steel cable. You’re just flinging noodles.”
Fang Qingyu muffled a groan as he retracted his right fist. Just as he adjusted his stance, the short stick poked his lower back: “Did you train Stance Training for nothing? Your waist and hips are the pivot for generating power!”
Bang!
His second punch struck the punching post.
Mr. Qin’s short stick then tapped below his collarbone: “Sinking your shoulders and dropping your elbows doesn’t mean you should retract your neck!”
What Fang Qingyu originally thought was correct fist technique was full of errors in Mr. Qin’s eyes.
But Mr. Qin was right.
The short stick hitting his body didn’t actually hurt much.
The difficult part was accepting so many of his own mistakes.
Perhaps if it were a stubborn person,
they would have quit long ago under Mr. Qin’s supervision.
But Fang Qingyu was all about listening to advice.
Right or wrong…
The Atlas would tell him the answer.
【Your profession “Martial Arts Apprentice” experience +1】
【Your profession’s basic skill “Hidden Dragon Stance” experience +1】
【Your profession’s basic skill “Basic Fist Technique” experience +1】
【……】
On the profession panel, all three types of experience were skyrocketing!
Today’s choice was indeed correct.
When he woke up this morning, Fang Qingyu had originally intended to continue adding to his physique to recover from physical fatigue.
However, he also wanted to try what effect adding points to strength and speed would have.
After all, all three attributes could be considered physical attributes.
The result was as he expected.
Although the recovery effect wasn't as good as with physique, it didn't affect normal training.
And just like with physique,
he could clearly perceive the differences in his body.
That invincible illusion even grew stronger.
It was precisely because of this
that Mr. Qin suddenly changed his mind today.
It turned out to be a happy accident.
Pain and pleasure advanced side by side.
The people around watched with their scalps tingling.
“Is this person… a masochist?”
The short stick didn’t hurt much when it struck, but the red marks were undeniably left behind.
“He’s training so hard…”
Most people came to the martial arts hall for two purposes:
one was to strengthen their bodies,
and the other was to become better at fighting.
Even if they couldn't enter the Ordinary Class or Elite Class, it didn't affect them much.
However, seeing today’s scene,
no one dared to say anything about Mr. Qin giving Fang Qingyu special tutoring anymore.
The extra training ended.
Today, Qi Hao didn't come to find Fang Qingyu as Mr. Qin was personally supervising him.
“That’s enough for now.”
Mr. Qin put the short stick back on the rack.
Fang Qingyu then sat on the ground, panting heavily, and looked at his panel.
【Profession: Martial Arts Apprentice Lv.1 (38/100)】
【Profession Basic Skill 1: Hidden Dragon Stance Lv.1 (52/100)】
【Profession Basic Skill 2: Basic Fist Technique Lv.1 (21/100)】
He had never experienced such rapid progress.
Just his profession experience alone increased by 17 points today.
Both skill experiences also increased by about 20 points.
At this rate, he would be able to level up in just a few days.
He also gained something in each of his four-dimensional attributes.
【Strength: 9.2 → 9.3】
【Speed: 8.3 → 8.4】
【Physique: 9.2 → 9.3】
Each increased by 0.1, which wasn't much.
But Fang Qingyu understood that the larger the base, the harder it was for physique to improve.
Moreover, if he trained like this every day,
“Mr. Qin, at this rate, how much longer will it take me to enter the Ordinary Class?”
After changing his clothes, Fang Qingyu followed Mr. Qin out of the martial arts hall.
“What, you haven’t learned to walk yet and you want to run?”
Mr. Qin took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it.
“No, I’m just curious.”
Or rather, to understand his own shortcomings.
Fang Qingyu currently had no clear concept of the Ordinary Class and Elite Class members.
“When you can punch 150 kilograms, you’ll be close.”
Mr. Qin, with the cigarette in his mouth, said his last words and walked towards his car.
“…150 kilograms?”
Fang Qingyu mumbled the number.
If that was the case, then the Ordinary Class students were even stronger than he imagined.
Qi Hao usually didn’t show it.
As for the Elite Class, there was even less to think about.
Even Qi Hao had been stuck for so long; the intensity of the Elite Class was probably beyond his imagination.
However, Fang Qingyu’s eyes showed no disappointment; instead, there was a faint excitement…
A clear path for upward climbing lay before him.
The strong would naturally be excited.
Only the weak would feel it was an insurmountable chasm.
Fang Qingyu shook his head and chuckled, walking towards his electric bike. He would first go to Qingtan Club for lunch.
This time, the attribute increase wasn't significant.
So, the embarrassing situation from yesterday didn't occur.
The heavy rain made the delivery box rattle loudly.
Fang Qingyu stopped before the green light countdown, the front wheel of his electric bike bumping over a puddle. His trouser legs were already soaked with mud, and water streamed down the seams of his cheap raincoat.
Picking up his phone, the system showed seven minutes remaining.
Maintaining a 0 late rate even in the rain, he estimated he must be catching up to quite a few veteran riders.
This kind of down-to-earth work, with the Atlas’s enhancement, also brought Fang Qingyu a considerable sense of accomplishment.
“Ding dong~”
Before he could put his phone away, another message popped up on Feixin.
It was an @all message.
Sent from the delivery group he had just joined not long ago.
Normally, everyone would send out warnings about areas to avoid.
Low pay, and lots of trouble.
Fang Qingyu tapped to open it.
“@All members, everyone be careful when taking orders late at night recently, try not to go to remote places!!”
“What happened?”
“Received!”
“……”
Below, someone asked what was going on.
But the group owner didn't reply.
Instead, others sent some news screenshots.
“Recently, multiple murder cases have occurred in remote areas of Qingjian City during the night to early morning hours. Please, citizens, pay attention to your safety at night…”