Four o'clock in the morning, Ping'an Middle School.
"Hey, ha!"
In the middle of the night at the school's back playground, only one person's voice can be heard.
Meng Chuan arrives at school at this time every day, coming early to practice boxing.
The sound of wind accompanies his punches and kicks, bow stepping with a forward punch, crossing step with a horizontal strike, hitting the waist and locking the throat, every move executed with impressive power, practicing the "National Obligation Basic Boxing".
The "National Obligation Basic Boxing" is a fundamental fist skill that every citizen of Great Chu, unless born with deficiencies, must start learning from the young age of four.
Normally, a citizen of Great Chu, by about the third grade at the age of nine, would have practiced it to a minor achievement, and some gifted and outstanding individuals would switch to advanced martial arts training.
At the latest, by the year of entering middle school at thirteen, they would switch to the third-tier cultivation techniques provided by the school, abandoning the "National Obligation Basic Boxing".
Because this is just the most basic Body Building Skill, even if practiced to perfection, it doesn't have much power.
The Qi and blood stimulation provided during practice is also insufficient, making it difficult for students walking the path of martial arts to stand out among the many competitors.
Yet Meng Chuan is already 16 this year, just entering high school, and still practicing the "National Obligation Basic Boxing".
Throughout the entire school, among all high school students with hopes of entering Martial Arts University, those practicing Xingyi are performing Internal Boxing, Palm Strike, or Cannon Fist; those practicing Elephant Form are training Tiger Roar Skill, Swallow Returning Fist, or White Ape Hand.
Only Meng Chuan continues to persist with the basic boxing, not practicing any other fist skill, whether Xingyi or Elephant Form.
Classmates don't understand what Meng Chuan is thinking, clearly having a fine aptitude, ranked among the top even when compared with the whole school.
It's a pity his mind seems not to open up, spending his days in nonsensical pursuits.
Upon entering the school and undergoing the specialized aptitude testing device, Meng Chuan was shown to have a below-average aptitude.
This is already quite good; most people's aptitudes are at the bottom level. Meng Chuan's aptitude is much stronger than ordinary people. With good training in Elephant Form or Xingyi, though there might be no chance for early special recruitment,
there is great hope to break through the third Qi and Blood Gate before the high school martial exam and secure entry to the local Yong'an Martial Arts University.
Classmates with lesser aptitudes think Meng Chuan has a problem, wasting his good talent by not using it, spending all day practicing the Child's Fist.
Those few with stronger aptitude than his, hold him in contempt, bluntly saying, "This child lacks intelligence."
Meng Chuan doesn't care about these rumors; he lets others talk as they wish.
He remains calm, focused on diligently practicing boxing, at four in the morning at Yong'an Middle School, only he knows how it feels.
Though named "National Obligation Basic Boxing", it is practically impossible for ordinary people to reach perfection without years of diligent effort; Meng Chuan has practiced since age four, never slacking off, regardless of wind or rain.
Actually, when Meng Chuan was 14, in the second year of middle school, he already achieved perfection in the basic boxing.
Without considering aptitude, purely in terms of comprehension of fist skills, Meng Chuan's cultivation speed was already the best in the school.
Even the principal of Ping'an Middle School had high hopes for him, believing that he was "guaranteed for Yong'an Martial Arts University, and very hopeful for Northern United Martial Arts University!"
"You've achieved perfection, surely you can start training in third-tier martial arts now? If you really don't want to practice, thinking it's too low-end, second-tier techniques aren't impossible for us to apply for on your behalf with the education department either."
Yet under the hopeful gaze of the principal and teachers:
At 15, Meng Chuan was still practicing the "National Obligation Basic Boxing".
At 16, Meng Chuan continued practicing the "National Obligation Basic Boxing".
This worried the teachers, and made the principal even more anxious.
But Meng Chuan himself was not in a hurry; initially, the school repeatedly called Meng Chuan's guardian, his uncle, to school to persuade him personally, yet Meng Chuan persisted in acting on his own.
Ultimately, the school was at its wits' end; that day, the principal stood by the window, smoking three cigarettes in a row.
In the end, he resignedly said, "If one loves practicing the basic boxing, it's unstoppable; let's just let him be."
...
At six in the morning, Meng Chuan had been practicing for a full two hours, and many students began to arrive gradually at the back playground.
Those with some martial arts talent, intending to choose the martial studies track during the second year split into literary and martial studies, would all arrive before seven for physical training.
A few friends would gather to compete with each other, learn, and exchange experiences, while only Meng Chuan occupied a small corner of the playground, practicing "National Obligation Basic Boxing" alone.
"Meng Chuan, still practicing your Child's Fist?"
Chen Jian brought over a few friends who got along well with him; he was the son of a wealthy family in the class, with a father working as a senior executive at a local pharmaceutical plant.
Because his own aptitude was poor, even among the inferior level, he particularly disliked people like Meng Kaiyang who squandered their own talents.
Meng Chuan glanced at Chen Jian and then ignored him, continuing to focus on his practice.
Even though the other party taunted him, he had no intention of responding; it was childishness, not worth caring about.
Seeing Meng Chuan ignore him, Chen Jian sneered a few times and didn't bother looking for trouble, turning away with his followers to leave.
...
Six thirty in the afternoon.
Ping'an Middle School had already dismissed at six, and students mostly returned home in groups of two or three.
"Xiaochuan, still practicing boxing?"
"Yes, I'll practice for another half hour and then head home. Auntie, you don't need to wait for me to eat."
"Alright then, your uncle is working overtime today, so it's just the two of us for dinner. Auntie will wait for you at home."
...
Meng Chuan hung up the phone with his aunt, focusing his mind and continuing to practice boxing.
Though autumn had arrived, the weather had not cooled, and Meng Chuan had been practicing for a long time, sweat dripping like beans.
"Two years, not a flicker, why is this last one percent so difficult?"
Because Meng Chuan was born with memories of his past life, he exhibited maturity far beyond his peers from a young age.
On his fourth birthday, during his first lesson in "National Obligation Basic Boxing", a mysterious panel suddenly appeared in Meng Chuan's mind.
At that time, the four-year-old Meng Chuan focused intently.
[National Obligation Basic Boxing: Entry (1%) Pending Limit Breaking]
[Limit Breaking Trait: One Certification Forever Certification (Super)]
After seeing the contents, Meng Chuan shifted his heart spirit, and the small text on the panel in front of him immediately disappeared, followed by a message conveyed in the depths of his mind, telling him what this thing was.
[Martial Arts Limit Breaking Panel]
Practice any martial arts in the world to its perfection, then continue practicing to break the limit, ultimately unlocking the corresponding trait.
Meng Chuan blinked, refocusing his heart spirit, and the panel appeared before him again.
At the top it recorded his current progress, not much different from a game panel, as Meng Chuan mainly cared about the bottom display of [Limit Breaking Trait—One Certification Forever Certification]
One Certification Forever Certification signifies that once you own it, you will never lose it.