When Fang Qingyu snapped back to reality.
The training ground was mostly empty, with just Qin Jiao standing nearby.
Beside him, there was a food container.
"Burp~"
Feeling full and satisfied, Fang Qingyu finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Just finished training, feeling hungry, tired, and in pain...
No wonder so few modern people practice martial arts.
It's practically like seeking suffering every day.
"Don't rest, come over here for a test first."
Seeing Fang Qingyu finish eating, Qin Jiao walked over to the equipment by the field and called Fang Qingyu over.
"Alright."
Just finished practicing and got a meal worth a thousand bucks, where can you find a coach this good?
"Hit."
At this moment, Qin Jiao was like an emotionless machine giving orders.
Bang—
"..."
After Fang Qingyu finished hitting, he looked at the screen together.
Both of them were silent.
81KG.
"Have you been taking some kind of supplement lately?"
Qin Jiao turned around, looking suspiciously at Fang Qingyu.
He had suspected it last time.
But back then, it was just a thought that young people grow quickly when they start practicing martial arts, which was normal.
But once, twice can be normal.
To gain ten pounds of strength again today is too damn ridiculous.
It was just a day apart.
Even if you took drugs, it wouldn't be this extreme.
"Qin Jiao, you're joking."
Fang Qingyu naturally couldn't reveal the existence of the diagram.
"Maybe it's because I'm young and still growing."
Though even he didn't believe this excuse, he could only say this.
Qin Jiao thought for a moment and could only sigh.
"I used to say your physical foundation wasn't good, but now it seems like you'll soon catch up with others."
"But I still have something to say to you."
"Go ahead."
Fang Qingyu humbly accepted.
Qin Jiao, as a coach, is quite competent.
"Your daily training is long enough. Adding more in private, even if you visit a club every day, will be unbearable."
These words left Fang Qingyu a little confused.
"Still won't admit it?"
Qin Jiao rolled his eyes at this reaction.
"Didn't you secretly train more? How else could your Pile Skill Boxing be so standard today?"
"Oh... oh... right, that's my mistake."
Only then did Fang Qingyu react.
"Actually, it's nothing, young people having more drive isn't a bad thing, but don't do it next time, if you harm your body's foundation, you'll have no place to cry."
"Understood."
Fang Qingyu followed as they left the Martial Arts Hall and checked the time.
Found it was only 12:30.
But given his current physical state, additional training was impossible.
Seeing Qin Jiao about to leave, Fang Qingyu suddenly remembered the question he wanted to ask all day and hurriedly stopped him.
"Uh, Qin Jiao, wait a moment."
"Something else?"
Qin Jiao turned back.
"It's like this, I want to ask a question. I'm currently very skilled in both Pile Skill and boxing, but why can't I perform in real combat? It feels like there are many restrictions."
Fang Qingyu was actually puzzled about his performance yesterday.
Hearing this, Qin Jiao replied with some annoyance.
"Can practicing rigid forms be the same as real combat? Come by tomorrow, I'll teach you more."
"Okay, thank you, Qin Jiao."
Only then did Fang Qingyu smile and see him off.
Afterward, he took a deep breath, excitedly looking at the diagram.
The time of harvest had arrived.
[Name: Fang Qingyu]
[Age: 18]
[Main Profession: Martial Arts Apprentice]
[Secondary Profession: Deliveryman, Security Guard, Fitness Enthusiast]
[Power: 9.3→9.5]
[Speed: 9.4→9.6]
[Physique: 9.3→9.5]
[Will: 10.8]
[Attribute Points: 1]
[Skill Points: 1]
The total increase in the three physical dimensions was 0.6.
No wonder he felt starving and lethargic this time.
The gain effect was more significant than last time.
Then, Fang Qingyu opened the Martial Arts Apprentice panel.
[Profession: Martial Arts Apprentice Level 1 (53/100)]
[Talent: Martial Seed (★)]
[Professional Basic Skill 1: Hidden Dragon Posture Level 2 (1/200)]
[Professional Basic Skill 2: Basic Boxing Level 1 (65/100)]+
The abnormal degree of this Martial Seed talent was even more exaggerated than imagined.
The Hidden Dragon Posture was originally nearly halfway from leveling up, but a few hours of practice actually pushed it up a level.
Fang Qingyu didn't hesitate, clicked the plus sign behind Basic Boxing.
[Congratulations, your Professional Basic Skill "Basic Boxing" has leveled up to Level 2 (65/200)]
When the thought touched the plus sign behind Basic Boxing, Fang Qingyu suddenly felt as if a crevice was prised open on the top of his head.
Countless information about Basic Boxing flooded down.
"So that's how you throw a punch?"
Fang Qingyu opened his eyes, filled with excitement.
This feeling was like being born knowing that 1+1 equals 2, understanding all techniques related to Basic Boxing without any obstruction.
Recalling the previous practice process, he could spot numerous mistakes.
Hence, the Martial Species Talent requires practicing martial postures aligned with one's current skill level for maximum experience gain.
After all, practicing Pile Skill Boxing at level 1 definitely isn't as efficient in gaining professional experience as at level 2.
This had already been experienced in the Security Guard profession.
Fang Qingyu was tempted again.
Fortunately, the progress of experience in the Deliveryman and Security Guard professions wasn't too slow.
In a few days, he'll be able to level up again.
Thinking of this, Fang Qingyu didn't hesitate to allocate the remaining attribute point to Physique.
[Physique 9.5→10.5]
Then he called a cab, hiring a master to help change a tire at the back door of a bar.
Carelessness again.
Looking at the 200-yuan expense, Fang Qingyu regretted not taking a bit from the suit guy yesterday.
After changing the tire, Fang Qingyu rode off to start his work for the day.
Xiao Si happened to come out from the back door at this time.
"Qingzi, are you alright?"
Seeing Fang Qingyu acting as if nothing happened, Xiao Si was surprised.
The bloodstains in the alley yesterday were pretty real.
"I'm fine. Thanks for the heads-up yesterday, Brother Si."
Fang Qingyu smiled and shook his head, knowing that although he hadn't explicitly stated it at the time, his intention was to help him avoid trouble.
After exchanging a few polite words, Fang Qingyu left.
To him, time was now money!
Xiao Si watched Fang Qingyu's departing figure, then entered the bar through the back door, going straight to Brother Qiao's office.
"Knock Knock~"
"Come in."
Inside the office were only Brother Qiao and his girl.
"Brother Qiao, do you remember a guy named Fang Qingyu in our bar? The one who discovered some troublemakers a while back."
Brother Qiao thought for a moment, "I remember him. What's up?"
"Yesterday, Shen Rui and some guys ambushed him in the back alley, yet today he shows up for work like nothing happened."
"He mentioned he's practicing martial arts, and he's quite strapped for cash, doing food deliveries lately."
After listening, Brother Qiao patted his girl on the butt, straightened up, and opened his computer.
He pulled up yesterday's backdoor footage.
Though it was midnight, the back door was lit, it wasn't too dark.
It showed Fang Qingyu from start to finish, taking on four guys, and how he knocked them down.
"Wow, this kid really has some spunk."
Being a security guard who could cuddle his girl in the office obviously wasn't an average security guard, Brother Qiao had no intense reaction, just turned off the screen and said to Xiao Si:
"When he comes tonight, tell him to come see me."