My stats are higher than yours!!

"?"

Bai Shuodong's heart skipped a beat, realizing that things didn't seem to be so simple.

...

2 minutes later

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

To encourage trainees to fight with all their might, the training room has a defeat protection mechanism.

When a challenger suffers fatal damage, the training camp will automatically terminate the challenge and send the challenger to the rest area to rest, and the challenge time will no longer continue to 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 this guy? How can I possibly win?"

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

"No! We can't waste any more time!"

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

"Ahhhh!"

"Don't waste my money!"

Chapter Nineteen, oh my god!

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 problems becoming clearer.

"The technique for applying force is incorrect."

"The attack trajectory can also be optimized."

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

Bai Shuodong stood up, picked up the training spear from the weapon rack, and swung it a few times, feeling the power exertion from different angles and constantly adjusting it.

A few minutes later...

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

He ignored the spiritual prompts and continued wielding his spear, because he could sense that he hadn't done this to the best of his ability, that there were still many areas for improvement, and that there were many aspects of his combat skills that could be enhanced.

The gunshots need to be faster and more powerful! The attack route needs to be more direct, and the point of attack needs to be more concentrated...

Suddenly, the maniacal mask on Bai Shuodong's face released invisible fluctuations, the power unique to the maniacal factor, a power that could influence people's emotions.

"Leave me alone!"

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

break down!

The decomposition mark was triggered, and the surface of the Laughing Mask cracked rapidly. In a short time, the mask turned into countless tiny fragments that fell to the ground. The fragments flew and swirled in the air, and were further decomposed until, in the end, 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 his skills, so he didn't disassemble it. But the problem was that the Mask of Laughter was restless and would actively affect his mind. In order to avoid being reduced in 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 considerable flow of people coming and going. He asked the staff, "Is Xia Yanxin still training here?"

"..."

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

"Thank you."

Bai Shuodong sat in a chair in the lobby, closing his eyes to rest and continue reflecting on the previous issues.

Shortly after, Xia Yanxin walked 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, and 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 another two days," Bai Shuodong replied with a serious expression.

"Ok?"

"The projection was something you arranged on purpose, wasn't it? Although I wasn't used to it at first, I got used to beating people up after a while. My skills improved very quickly in the high-pressure environment. 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 discuss the way of blowing the mother and brother.

"This...it 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 speaking was also very sincere.

But 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.

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. I'm very good at relaxing muscles and eliminating lactic acid, so I can help you relieve it," Bai Shuodong said.

Students at the Psionic Academy are also human. After high-intensity training, muscles contract intensely, muscle fibers become congested and torn, and lactic acid accumulates and clogs. High-intensity, repetitive 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. It was extremely 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, with no guarantee of quality. 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 medicinal bath.

Only the higher-end versions, those that can improve physical fitness and resistance, are extremely expensive.

"Cough cough!"

Bai Shuodong coughed twice, then said, "I mainly wanted to express my gratitude. If you don't need it, that'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 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 in her speech, then noticed 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! Just press it!"

...

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 ran along her spine, seemingly trying to feel the shape of her muscles.

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

Spicy!

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

"Well..."

Xia Yanxin groaned. She felt that the force was very wrong, completely different from the massage parlor she had been to before. The masseuses at the massage parlor would usually pull back their strength and control it as much as possible so that customers would come back for more massages.

but...

This animal is pressing down on you like crazy!

She strained for a moment, and then suddenly heard a whisper that sounded like a demon.

"This isn't a battle, so why should we endure it so much?"

"..."

That seems to be the case.

"Uh-huh!"

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

"Oh my gosh! Ahh! Ahhh!"

Chapter Twenty: I've figured it out!

久後

"Ah...hiss..."

Xia Yanxin got out of bed. The intense pain from the massage gradually disappeared, replaced by a tingling sensation.

She clenched her fist, feeling weak and unsteady, but she could clearly feel a warmth emanating from deep within her meridians. The stiff nodules had been pressed away, and the sensation was quite pleasant.

'What a pity.'

Xia Yan sighed.

As a true powerhouse, her scream just now was definitely not because she was in too much pain, but because she was plotting something!

Yes! She's plotting against Bai Shuodong!

Massage, in essence, is a way to relax the body. The stronger the pressure, the better the effect will be. However, if the pressure is too strong, it may damage the body and cause some negative effects, which should not happen.

If Bai Shuodong crosses the line, she'll jump up and hit him! She'll give him a good beating!

That way, you don't need to continue the massage!

Nonsence!

That's it!

Xia Yanxin's pain sensitivity is much higher than that of normal people. The same force applied to her will cause her more pain, but her strong willpower allows her to persevere, feeling the changes in her body amidst the pain and noticing every change.

That's the source of her confidence!

pity...

'What the hell is going on? I pressed so hard, why isn't there any damage at all? It's just making me suffer! Damn it!'

Xia Yanxin clenched her fists, then looked at Bai Shuodong lying on the sofa and asked, "Bai Shuodong, how come you can operate so precisely? What's the secret to your technique?"

"Haha, since you've asked such an annoying question, I'll mercifully tell you."

"Just now, when I was massaging, I was using the Lion's Eye technique to target the muscles and meridians! Can you believe it? I almost fainted from exhaustion! But I persevered!"

"Hehe, hahahaha!"

Bai Shuodong laughed more and more happily, even though his back was completely soaked with sweat and he was extremely tired. He still felt joy from the bottom of his heart, a feeling that was hard to describe in words.

"Massaging while using the Lion's Eye?"

Xia Yanxin was stunned.

She truly hadn't expected the Lion's Eye to have such a use. Bai Shuodong, you rascal, you actually managed to do this? You're unbeatable, kid!

Then, after thinking for a moment, she asked again, "Something's not right. Although the Lion's Eye's lock-on is passive, it still requires active concentration and observation, which must be physically and mentally taxing, right? How did you manage to keep it up for an hour?"

"When things are going well, people often don't feel tired."

Bai Shuodong replied with a smile.

Just kidding!

Could he possibly tell Xia Yanxin that he dismantled the Mask of Mad Laughter and obtained a passive ability that could enhance his basic physical recovery? This is his trump card for the future, and he can't reveal it lightly!