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Chapter 44 Skill Level of Addiction

Chapter 44: Chapter 44 Skill Level of Addiction

Lu Ren immersed himself in cultivation, tirelessly brushing up his skill level again and again. At his current pace of practice, it wouldn’t even take a week to level up the Phoenix Falcon Fist to the Initial Glimpse stage, and one to two months to reach Slightly Accomplished.

This instant feedback gave him a feeling of addiction like playing a game. Back in the day, he once grinded for an entire day and night for a piece of equipment material, and the satisfaction he felt upon finally obtaining it was incomparable.

Not even performing the Five Dragons Heaven-Supporting Pillar Great Divine Technique in front of a double-feature movie session was this enjoyable.

The only pity was that the prerequisite for these achievements was forming skills so that the system could recognize and assess them, thereby increasing skill level.

If only all it took was a glance to form a skill.

The main thing is, after cooking for so many years, why haven’t I formed a skill from it either? As for academic learning, it’s been two or three years since I graduated, and I’ve long forgotten what’s in the books, so the lack of skills is understandable.

Having cooked for himself for many years, Lu Ren could not help but feel rather wistful.

Does fried rice not count?!

The news remained completely silent, evidently suppressed by the authorities. The entire network couldn’t find a shred of relevant news, but recently, there have been more survival drills organized by the authorities, as well as extreme environment survival training, and they’ve even opened many traditional martial arts classes.

Lu Ren went to listen in, and it was mostly about building foundations and practicing fist frames. Even though they were promoting national cultural heritage with free teachings, there were only a few registrants.

Tsk...

If it’s not mandatory promotion, it’s hard for the general public to endure training themselves to the brink of exhaustion daily. Being a corporate slave is tiring enough.

His former friends were also very silent, seemingly having forgotten about Lu Ren entirely. Although the university chat group was still occasionally active, Lu Ren remained a transparent lurker.

The authorities were not merely trying to cover up the truth, they were taking action.

It didn’t seem to be the right time yet to reveal this news to the public.

Lu Ren put down his phone and tossed the thought aside. To him, strengthening himself was the most fundamental aspect at the moment.

Even Meng Xian had been silent for a long time, but the more silent she became, the less secure Lu Ren felt. As a figure of the wealthy elite, it would be quite easy for her to mess with him, but for now, Lu Ren didn’t have much of a strategy to deal with it. The best he could do was to brace himself and focus on improving himself to counter any eventualities.

Time flowed like water and passed in the blink of an eye.

Until a month later, Lu Ren looked at his attribute panel.

"Surname: Lu Ren

Spirit: 10 (Skill Level 32/2620)

Constitution: 9 (Skill Level 1887/2200)

Power: 9 (Skill Level 1930/2200)

Agility: 10 (Skill Level 162/2620)

Skills: Basic Swordsmanship (Slightly Accomplished 2592/8520), Basic Fighting (Initial Glimpse 3672/3932), Basic Dagger Technique (Initial Glimpse 1/3932), Phoenix Falcon Fist (Initial Glimpse 1332/8520)"

Not to mention the attribute points and skill points for now, the Phoenix Falcon Fist reached Initial Glimpse stage and provided quite a nice boost to agility, even allowing him to break through to a value of 10. Other attributes were also on the verge of a breakthrough.

Just as Lu Ren speculated, each subsequent increase in attribute value provided even greater enhancements to his body. Furthermore, due to the points previously allocated, training the Phoenix Falcon Fist became quite smooth. Over the month, his skill level rapidly increased, reaching a new level.

However, the skill level for Spirit had been increasing rather slowly. The few points of progress mostly came from Lu Ren practicing Fist Technique to the point of extreme exhaustion and then persisting through it, forcing it to increase passively.

This made him regret not allocating more attribute points to Spirit at the time due to his foolishness.

However, if he had really done that, his Spirit would have been too high compared to his physically weak body, leading to potential sluggishness due to the imbalance. Haven’t you seen those study gods, like God Wei, who just sit there vacantly all day with their minds in a whirl?

So, what exactly is fist technique spirit?

Lu Ren still couldn’t quite grasp it at this moment.

But this crazed month of practice led to a massive improvement of his strength. In fact, having mastered the Phoenix Falcon Fist meant he was now much stronger than he was a month ago.

With his current self, if he ventured into the Otherworld Ruins, he wouldn’t even need a dagger. Relying solely on his fists and kicks, he could single-handedly defeat Chen Guohua and kill him with his bare hands.

In his contemplation, Lu Ren struck out with a punch.

Whoosh!

Like the call of a falcon, it was high-pitched, resonant, and pierced the soul!

Lu Ren slowly retracted his fist. At that moment, his arms were emanating a large amount of white steam, resulting from the sweat evaporating from his body from the intense friction with the air as it escaped, rapidly heating up.

Li Ziqing’s fist realm was at least two levels higher than his, and his physique was far superior, capable of easily executing the Phoenix Falcon Call at such a high frequency in a short period.

This implies that the fundamental cultivation of refining one’s body was extremely powerful, enabling him to perform such an attack.

"Are you practicing kung fu?"

By the garden fence, a woman was leaning on it, watching Lu Ren with great interest, especially amazed by the sight of the white steam rising from his arms.

Ever since Lu Ren moved in, over the past month, she had noticed Lu Ren consistently practicing fist routines tirelessly in the villa courtyard, with no sign of impatience, even more ascetic than an ascetic monk.

If Lu Ren knew what she was thinking, he would probably snicker. How could someone like her understand the pleasure of leveling up, especially when seeing the skill level on your character panel slowly increase—the joy of it is beyond outsiders’ comprehension.

Lu Ren glanced at the well-dressed and decently attired woman, noticing she was about twenty-five or twenty-six, not much younger than he was. Her demeanor seemed sharp and efficient, but her complexion wasn’t that great, yet she was quite pretty. Hmm, she seemed somewhat familiar...

An example of a person in sub-health.

Most modern people exist in a state of sub-health, and Lu Ren wasn’t particularly surprised by that. He himself had been in a sub-health state before, so he was used to seeing it.

"If this were ancient times, peeking at someone practicing could get you your eyes gouged out."

Lu Ren slowly withdrew his fists, letting his raised arms gently fall, revealing the well-developed bat muscles on his back, which were broad and strong.

His bare upper body had no extra fat, with muscular, or rather, robust muscles moving with his actions, creating a strong visual impact.

This was a body brimming with explosive power.

"We’re in a society governed by the rule of law now. Besides, who would practice such ascetic monk-style training even if they learned it?"

Lu Ren listened and found it quite reasonable. To be honest, for the past month, he had truly lived without concern for external affairs, focusing solely on practicing the Phoenix Falcon Fist.

Day and night, aside from eating, drinking, excreting, sleeping, all he did was practice fist techniques. If not for the system’s skill level existing, nine out of ten people wouldn’t endure a lifestyle like this.