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He paused, then added, "You can check your contribution points on your waist tag yourself."

Wu Feng picked up the waist token, his mind flickered, and he looked at the information: 10 contribution points.

Ten o'clock. Far from five hundred points.

"It's going to be hard to accumulate contribution points in the short term," he thought to himself. It would take forever to gather 500 points by doing those daily tasks.

He frowned as he thought.

If you hand in the task of 8,000 pieces of meat now, you can get 800 contribution points. Adding the original 10 points, that's only 810 points.

I'm close to the 500-point threshold for a decimal, but I'm still far from the 5,000-point threshold for a centurion.

Even after exchanging contribution points, you can only exchange them for some third-rate martial arts skills, which doesn't seem to be very cost-effective.

"However... even though third-rate martial arts are trash, every little bit helps." You can quickly master any martial art to perfection and gain attribute bonuses.

These third-rate martial arts skills may seem useless to others, but for them, they are a real source of attribute points.

Moreover, exchanging them only requires contribution points, without any other cost.

Turning back to the counter in the mission hall, he began taking pieces of meat out of his backpack, under the slightly surprised gaze of the clerk.

Wolf meat, wild boar meat, horse meat... all sorted out and piled up, filling almost half of the counter.

The surrounding players and NPCs all looked on in surprise and began to whisper among themselves.

The clerk summoned several servants to help with the counting, and after a long while, the tally was finally completed.

"1,200 portions of wolf meat, 650 portions of wild boar meat, 800 portions of horse meat... a total of 8,000 standard portions of meat. At 1 point for every 10 portions, that's a total of 800 contribution points." The clerk announced the numbers, then picked up the black stone tablet and touched it against Wu Feng's waist token.

The waist tag flashed faintly, and the contribution point number jumped, becoming 810.

He turned and walked back towards the Examination and Merit Office.

"Promoted to captain of ten." He placed the badge on the table.

The clerk checked the contribution record, confirmed it was correct, took out a darker-colored ironwood waist tag from the cabinet behind him, transferred the information from Wu Feng's old waist tag to it, and then handed it back to him.

"Promotion complete. A squad leader will receive a monthly salary of five taels of silver. They can accept team missions with higher rewards. Armory exchange privileges have been slightly increased," the clerk said in a formulaic manner.

Wu Feng took the new waist tag, its weight slightly sluggish.

The front still bears the inscription "Yipintang", while the back now features the inscription "Wu Feiyu, the Tenth-Rank Officer".

He checked and confirmed that the contribution point records had indeed been transferred.

A monthly salary of five taels is better than nothing.

More importantly, there are the potential benefits that the position brings.

He left the Examination and Merit Office and headed back to the Armory Exchange Office.

He showed his corps commander badge, and the guards let him through immediately.

The exchange list on the white jade screen seemed to be more comprehensive than what I saw yesterday, with several more third-rate martial arts skills and a few standard blue-quality weapons.

Wu Feng went straight to the category of external martial arts training and scanned it with his eyes.

[Iron Shirt (Third-rate Martial Arts) - Contribution Points: 220]

This kind of hard skill focuses on making one tough and resilient, thus enhancing one's ability to withstand blows.

Most importantly, the mastery of Iron Shirt mainly relies on enduring blows, and it can be practiced simultaneously with other martial arts without taking up too much of your training time, making it essentially a free attribute.

Without further hesitation, he chose to redeem the item.

220 contribution points have been deducted, leaving 90 points on the waist tag.

The clerk took out a thin, blue-covered, thread-bound book from the storeroom behind him and handed it to Wu Feng.

Wu Feng took it, walked to a corner of the hall, and directly selected to study.

Information flooded my mind, and the methods of mobilizing qi and blood, tempering the skin, and deflecting force and guiding qi when enduring blows were clearly presented.

At the same time, a faint yet resilient sense of blood and energy subtly arises beneath the skin.

[System notification: You have learned "Iron Shirt" (Third-rate Martial Arts)!]

A new line appears in the skill bar: [Iron Shirt (Beginner 0/1000)].

The beginner level only requires 1,000 proficiency points, which Wu Feng should be able to master in no time.

Stepping out of the armory and standing in the somewhat noisy courtyard of the Yipintang headquarters, Wu Feng let out a breath.

After learning the Iron Shirt Technique, Wu Feng did not hesitate and went to the outskirts of the city again.

The valley was still desolate yesterday, with the wind howling and echoing through the rock walls.

He went straight in and soon found the roaming bandits.

Without pausing, he moved swiftly, plunging into the bandit group like a cheetah.

Today's training objective is clear: to hone the "Tianshan Six Yang Palms," "Iron Shirt," and "Lingbo Steps" through actual combat.

Facing the bandits who charged at him, howling and brandishing their knives, Wu Feng did not dodge but directly confronted them head-on.

With a slight thought, he activated the introductory technique of "Iron Shirt," and the faint yet resilient blood and qi beneath his skin suddenly became active, subtly forming a very thin protective layer.

He deliberately slowed down the execution of "Lingbo Weibu" (a martial arts technique), using only basic footwork and body movements to adjust the angle and guide the first strike towards his left shoulder.

"Clang!"

The curved blade struck the dark blue-clad customer service representative, producing a dull thud like metal clashing.

A not-too-strong impact came, and my skin felt slightly numb, but as I circulated my qi and blood, I neutralized most of the force, without even breaking my oily skin.

Iron Shirt Proficiency +276

Very good. Wu Feng's eyes turned cold, and his right palm shot out like lightning, the starting stance of the "Tianshan Six Yang Palms".

The palm technique, now at the minor completion stage, was even more refined than yesterday, with yin and yang energies flowing in the palm as it struck the bandit's chest.

"Bang!"

The powerful palm strike penetrated the body, accompanied by a faint cracking sound.

The bandit's eyes bulged out, blood and foam spurted from his mouth, and he flew backward, dying before even hitting the ground.

Wu Feng kept moving, his figure gliding toward the next target.

He deliberately controlled the rhythm, sometimes using Iron Shirt to block some attacks that were not vital, feeling the consumption and increase of his qi and blood as he resisted the blows.

Sometimes he pushes the "Lingbo Weibu" technique to its limit, weaving like a ghost among several curved blades, searching for the most tricky angle to strike.

The Six Yang Palms of Tianshan is the main means of attack. The palm shadows fly, combining hardness and softness. Each palm strike aims to kill the enemy, while also allowing one to experience the subtle changes when palm power is combined with footwork and hard skills.

[Tianshan Six Yang Palm Proficiency +276]

Iron Shirt Proficiency +276

[Lingbo Weibu Proficiency +276]

The notification kept popping up at the edge of my field of vision.

This allowed him to reap amazing benefits from this high-intensity, combined training.

Many key points about the transmission of force, the mobilization of qi and blood, and the connection of body movements were quickly clarified and mastered under the pressure of actual combat.

The bandits came in waves, seemingly endless.

Wu Feng was happy with this arrangement, and he regarded the valley as the best training ground.

The more he used his palm techniques, the more proficient he became. The transformation of Yin and Yang became almost instinctive. The force of his palm strikes was sometimes as intense as the scorching sun, and sometimes as gentle as melting spring snow. It could split stone tablets with its strength, and penetrate armor and injure internal organs with its softness.

The progress in "Iron Shirt" was even more rapid, and the required 1,000 proficiency points for beginners were quickly reached.

[System Notification: Congratulations! Your Iron Shirt skill has broken through to the Proficient level! Constitution +10, external defense slightly increased, resistance to blows enhanced, and resistance to blunt weapons and sword strikes improved.]

Without stopping, he continued to refine his skin and blood amidst the flashing swords.

With the Iron Shirt skill at a proficient level, the defensive power is significantly enhanced. When ordinary bandits slash at it, they can only leave shallow white marks, and the recoil makes their hands go numb.

He became more unrestrained, sometimes even deliberately creating openings to withstand attacks on non-vital parts in exchange for more efficient skill growth.

Because he deliberately reduced the frequency of his use of "Lingbo Weibu," his progress was relatively slow, but he strived for exquisite skill in every application. He combined his palm techniques with the ability to maneuver and turn within a small space, avoiding truly threatening attacks, so his efficiency was not reduced too much.

The sun moves from the east to its zenith, and then slowly sets in the west.