Clinging to the Witcher world to become a god of martial arts

It took Lorne two days to practice mastering the Overturning Heaven technique and become proficient in the Heavenly River Qi.

Including the three days of learning the basics of "Tianhe Zhengang", it has been a full five days without sleep, and my body and energy have almost reached their limit.

How wonderful it would be if people could practice martial arts every day without needing to rest...

【天河真罡lv2（67/200）】→【天河真罡lv3（0/400）】

[Attribute Points +1]

[Awakened Talent: All-Encompassing]

Embrace all rivers

[Effect: It can neutralize external force and internal energy, converting it for one's own use and replenishing depleted internal energy.]

After two days of accumulating small gains, Tianhe Zhengang reached level 3 and awakened the talent "All Rivers Run into the Sea," which is a rather lackluster talent.

In the Wizarding World, who practices martial arts, and who would engage in close-quarters combat with themselves?

Where would the strength and true energy come from to dissolve it, let alone convert it into one's own use to replenish what is consumed?

However, we can look forward to the level 2 effect.

Lorne felt that the birth of this talent was inseparable from his absorption of various energy particles, and his previous breathing techniques and triple force were a lesson from the past.

The secondary effect of Nature's Breath comes from breathing in the heat of the fire element while in a fire elemental zone.

The secondary effect of the fist bone is because his application of the three-fold force is basically boxing, which is to accumulate power for a punch.

The talent awakened when martial arts reach level 3 is more or less related to one's own actions.

After mastering the Overturning Heaven technique, Lorne began to consider another derivative martial art of the Heavenly River True Qi: Whirlpool Force.

This is a defensive martial art that gathers vital energy in the hands like a vortex to deflect enemy attacks, but it's not very useful.

When faced with a wizard's spell coming at you, your first thought is to dodge. Who would be foolish enough to go up and take it head-on?

Time is limited right now, so we need to make good choices and not waste time on things that don't help much.

After tidying his clothes up a bit, Lorne set off on his way back to his residence.

Two days have passed since the last impromptu meeting of the small group. Yesterday, Theodore even made a special trip to this small river on the edge of the apprentice area to inform Lorne that another discussion would be held this evening.

After calculating, Herbert and Grena had gathered information over two days, which should include some useful details...

Low wooden houses lined both sides of the path, and as soon as we reached the entrance, we heard a chorus of voices.

A group of apprentices were gathered in front of a wooden house, and several uniformed personnel were maintaining order.

"Stop making a scene, sir!"

"..."

"Make way!"

Lorne was all too familiar with the scene before him and the people in front of him.

It was the same after the phosphorescent beetle attack that day.

The overseer who had handled the attack on Lorne and Theodore led a man who looked somewhat distraught out of the cabin.

The man lay sprawled on the ground like a stray dog, sobbing uncontrollably, and grabbed the supervisor's ankle in a pleading tone:

"Lord Mancini, no, I don't want to!"

"Please, please, let me go!"

Lorne curiously squeezed into the crowd; the situation before him didn't seem like an attack or anything like that.

Instead, it's more like the regulators... coming to arrest people?

Someone in the crowd sneered loudly, "Supervisor, hurry up and drag this loser away! Now you know you're regretting it? Where were you before?"

In an instant, the crowd erupted in a cacophony of voices, with all sorts of disdainful remarks and even insults raining down on the man.

"Do you think I don't want to?!" the man suddenly roared, berating the surrounding crowd. "Two months!"

"I sleep no more than five hours a day, and I rack my brains to study meditation. I am the lowest servant of a first-level apprentice!"

"I only have one low-grade magic crystal a day, I can't afford anything!"

"What right do you have to condemn me!" the man cried out indignantly, his words tumbling out incoherently. "I...I also...put in...my best..."

As he spoke, he collapsed to the ground again, weeping in despair: "What can I do if I have no talent? Don't I want to become an apprentice?"

The man's words and wailing did not elicit sympathy from the crowd; instead, they drew even more intense ridicule and a heightened sense of urgency.

"What are you doing here if you have no talent?" someone in the crowd shouted. "Go die a violent death outside!"

"Hahahahaha!"

Apprentices in robes burst into laughter, and even ordinary people joined in.

"Take him away." Mancini waved his hand with a headache, signaling his subordinates to drag the man away.

"According to the rules, you did not become a wizard apprentice within two months. Go stay in the wizard tower; you might run into a 'soft-hearted' guy."

As the man rolled around on the ground, Mancini calmly declared to him.

Rules are rules, and no one can disregard the laws set by the Black Tower!

Lorne didn't stay any longer. Instead, he quietly left the crowd before the man and the hunter turned on each other and tried to sabotage the situation.

"Whoosh!" The sound of air being torn apart.

"Thump—" followed by the sound of a body falling to the ground.

Everything happens in milliseconds.

The crowd behind them erupted in an even more deafening wave, sending shivers down one's spine.

Lorne didn't look back, but hurried towards Theodore's residence with a heavy heart...

The second meeting was held on an open space next to Theodore's residence, the same open space where Lorne practiced the "Heavenly River True Qi" late at night, sitting cross-legged to absorb the power of the stars.

When Lorne arrived, there were three people on the field: Lily, Theodore, and Herb.

A ball of light was placed in the center of the three people, faintly illuminating their faces. Some unfamiliar faces would come and go, stopping to watch.

"Dant and Grena haven't arrived yet," Theodore said to Lorne. "Let's wait a while."

"Hmm." Lorne nodded and sat down cross-legged with practiced ease.

The scene he had just witnessed on the road was still lingering in his mind.

Without the control panel, would my fate be the same...?

In this world, hard work is always just something geniuses talk about. Everyone puts it into action and perseveres, but only a few succeed.

Luck also plays a part.

Don't be fooled by the fact that you've become a wizard apprentice. Without the skill panel, the potions brewed for you by the fairies, and Theodore's help, you wouldn't be able to survive.

Lorne knew he couldn't become a wizard apprentice within two months and couldn't escape becoming experimental material.

The man's fate deeply affected him.

There are always things that cannot be achieved through hard work and perseverance.

Moreover, there are definitely people in this world who work harder than you.

Talent is something that is predetermined from birth.

Exceptional talent is beyond our control; who wouldn't want to become a wizard with ease?

Fate is unfair.

Lorne recalled the scenes at Wall Manor and the elven settlement.

The images kept flashing through my mind.

The seed that had not yet sprouted in my heart had already been quietly planted...