My stats are higher than yours!

"?"

Bai Shuodong's heart skipped a beat, realizing that things seemed to be more complicated than they appeared.

...

2 minutes later

Bai Shuodong was forcibly teleported to the rest area, which was triggered by the training room's protection mechanism.

To ensure trainees fight to their fullest potential here, the training room has a defeat protection mechanism.

When a challenger suffers a fatal injury, the training camp will automatically terminate the challenge and send the challenger to the rest area. The challenge time will no longer be consumed, which is very friendly to the trainees. This is also one of the fundamental reasons why it costs so much money.

"Wait...wait a minute!"

"No! This isn't right, is it?"

"That guy's stats are weird, aren't they? How am I supposed to fight him? How am I supposed to win?"

Bai Shuodong's eyes widened in anger as he hissed in the rest area, but he quickly realized that the training duration for the spear generation skill was still running, and it would be a waste if he didn't train it now.

"No! We can't waste this time!"

"My wallet won't allow me to waste money!"

"Ahhhh!"

"Don't waste my money!"

Chapter Nineteen!

Half an hour later

Bai Shuodong lay on the sofa in the rest area, his eyes unusually clear.

He stared at the ceiling above him, the scene of the battle flashing through his mind. Scenes from the past kept replaying, the impression of the battle deepening in his memory, and the details and issues becoming clearer.

"The technique for applying force is incorrect."

"The attack trajectory can be further optimized."

"The way you hold a weapon can be adjusted."

Bai Shuodong stood up, picked up the training rifle from the weapon rack, swung it a few times, felt the power exertion from different angles, and made continuous adjustments.

A few minutes later...

[Hint: Congratulations on successfully mastering the Level 1 Long Weapon Perk]

He ignored the spirit world's notification and continued wielding his spear, because he could sense that he hadn't done this to its fullest potential, and there were still many areas for improvement, including combat skills.

The attack must be faster and more powerful! The attack route must be more direct, and the point of force must be more concentrated...

Suddenly, the mask of maniacal laughter on Bai Shuodong's face released an invisible wave, a power unique to the maniacal laughter factor, a power that can influence people's minds and emotions.

"Leave me alone!"

Bai Shuodong frowned, placed one hand on the mask, and white light emanated from his palm.

break down!

The decomposition mark was triggered, and the surface of the Laughing Mask cracked rapidly. The mask then turned into countless tiny fragments in a short time, which fell and swirled in the air before being further decomposed until nothing was left.

[Hint: Congratulations on acquiring the skill - Laughter Factor]

Originally, he planned to use the Mask of Laughter's self-healing ability to prolong the battle and thus better learn techniques, so he didn't disassemble it. However, the problem was that the Mask of Laughter was restless and would actively affect his mind. To avoid reducing efficiency, he had no choice but to disassemble the Mask of Laughter ahead of time.

...

Evening

Bai Shuodong arrived at the training camp's front desk. It was almost dinnertime, and there was a steady stream of people coming and going. He asked the staff, "Is Xia Yanxin still cultivating here?"

"..."

The staff member glanced at him, recognized that Xia Yanxin had arranged a private training room for him, and knew that they were friends and their relationship should be quite good, so he replied, "He's still training here, but he should be out in a while."

Thanks.

Bai Shuodong sat on a chair in the hall, closed his eyes to rest, and continued to reflect on the previous issues.

Shortly after, Xia Yanxin stepped out of the training camp's elevator and quickly spotted Bai Shuodong sitting on a chair in the lobby. A bright smile suddenly appeared on her face as she walked over and asked, "Hey, did you go to the simulation training room today?"

"Yes, the improvement is pretty good. I have successfully mastered the new skills and specialties, and I am not far from reaching level 2. I should be able to break through in a couple of days," Bai Shuodong replied with a serious expression.

"Ok?"

"You arranged the projection on purpose, didn't you? Although I wasn't used to it at first, I got used to it after a lot of fighting. Under high pressure, my skills improved very quickly. If it weren't for you, I would have had to pay to generate the projection myself to train. Thank you."

Bai Shuodong continued to express his sincere gratitude.

"This... can't be that bad."

Xia Yanxin felt a little embarrassed because her intuition told her that Bai Shuodong's skill level had indeed improved significantly, and his attitude when he spoke was very sincere; he wasn't just trying to fool her.

But precisely because of this, she felt a little uncomfortable. She would rather see Bai Shuodong being beaten up by her projection, furious but helpless against her, and then having to continue to suffer the abuse herself.

That's the essence of humiliation!

"By the way, you just finished your training today, you must still be quite sore, right? I'm rather poor, so I've learned some massage techniques myself. I'm quite good at relaxing muscles and expelling lactic acid, so I can help you relieve it," Bai Shuodong said.

Students at the Psionic Academy are human too. After high-intensity training, muscles contract intensely, muscle fibers become congested and torn, and lactic acid accumulates and clogs the pores. Repeated high-intensity exertion can cause fascia knots, leading to stiffness and soreness in the limbs. Therefore, relaxation after training is essential.

"Why not just go to a medicinal bath? Massage is too much trouble," Xia Yanxin retorted.

Damn rich people!

Why not eat meat porridge?

Bai Shuodong's lips twitched. The medicinal bath was indeed very effective in relieving physical fatigue and could also improve physical fitness and increase physical potential to a certain extent.

But the problem is that medicinal baths are expensive; how can a normal person afford such a thing?

Even a simple medicinal herb costs 200 yuan to buy at school, and it's even more expensive to buy outside of school, and the quality isn't guaranteed. Spending 200 yuan a day adds up to a huge expense of 6,000 yuan a month, and that's just for the lowest grade of medicinal bath.

Only the higher-end products that can improve physical fitness and resistance are incredibly expensive.

"Cough cough!"

Bai Shuodong coughed twice, then said, "I mainly wanted to express my gratitude. If you don't need it, then it's fine."

"Well..."

Xia Yanxin pondered for a moment, carefully looking at Bai Shuodong in front of her, her gaze seemingly trying to see through him. Finally, she smiled and said, "Alright then, I'll give you a chance to see how good your technique is."

"Okay, but you should know that the massage might hurt a little. If you're afraid of pain, you can let me know anytime."

"Just kidding, I'm afraid of pain..."

Xia Yanxin paused, noticing that Bai Shuodong's smile had become brighter, and a bad premonition suddenly arose in her heart.

"Oh, you're not scared, are you?"

"Who's afraid of you! Press it if you want!"

...

Private training room

Xia Yanxin lay on the bed in the rest area, feeling uneasy.

A series of footsteps approached from afar.

Then, a pair of hands traced along her spine, seemingly sensing the shape of her muscles.

Immediately afterwards, the hands seemed to touch a knot, and the movement stopped. Xia Yanxin had her back to Bai Shuodong, but at this moment she could clearly feel the other party's mood, the kind of pleasure that a demon would have when he discovered a human weakness.

Spicy!

Press your thumb deep into the fascia lump and quickly pluck the muscle horizontally, like plucking a taut rubber band—the feeling is incredibly intense.

"Well..."

Xia Yanxin groaned. She felt that the force was very wrong, completely different from when she went to the massage parlor before. The masseurs in the massage parlor would usually withdraw their force and control it as much as possible so that customers would come back for more massages.

but...

This animal is pressing down on him to the point of death!

She tried to stay focused for a moment, and then suddenly heard a whisper that sounded like a demon's.

"This isn't a battle, so why are you trying so hard to endure it?"

"..."

That seems to be the case.

"Uh-huh!"

"Hmm? Ugh... Aww... Ohhh!"

"Oh! Ahh! Ahhh!"

Chapter Twenty: I've figured it out!