Online Game: Me, with Unparalleled Comprehension

Zhao Tieshan didn't mince words and recited them as if they were his own treasures:

"In terms of internal strength, there is the 'Raging Bull Strength,' which focuses on increasing physical strength, but the practice is somewhat rough."

"External martial arts include the 'Stone Skin Skill,' which is slow to take effect, but once mastered, it provides good resistance to blows."

"As for light footwork, there's 'Flying on Grass,' which is good for leaping and running, but don't even think about going high up."

"The fist technique, 'Mountain Opening Fist,' is powerful and heavy."

"The palm technique, 'Pushing the Stele Hand,' possesses powerful palm force."

"Leg technique, 'whip kick,' the power is like a whip, swift and fierce."

"The sword technique, the 'Splashing Wind Sword Technique,' is as fast as the wind, focusing on speed."

"Sword technique, the Qingfeng Sword Technique, the sword moves with lightness and agility."

"Gun technique, 'Zhongping Spear,' a basic gun technique in the military, steady and reliable."

"Staff technique, the 'Eyebrow-Level Staff Technique,' is of moderate length and combines offense and defense."

Zhao Tieshan finished speaking in one breath, then looked at Wu Changfeng: "That's about it. These are all third-rate martial arts that are widely circulated in the martial arts world. They're not particularly sophisticated, but if you master them, they're sufficient for self-defense and movement. As for more advanced techniques, I don't have them here. You'll have to go to a prestigious sect or seek other opportunities."

After listening, Wu Changfeng understood.

Sure enough, they were all commonplace items. The names sounded impressive, but compared to the martial arts techniques he revealed, such as "Breaking Formation Saber Technique," "Chasing Wind Sword Art," and "Amazing Spear Technique," which had distinct characteristics and enhancements, they were probably inferior in terms of effectiveness and potential.

But its advantage lies in its wide variety.

"Investment, this is a necessary investment in the early stages." With the [Exceptional Talent], one can quickly reach the Great Perfection level in any martial art, gaining a huge amount of attribute points for free.

The money spent now can be earned back quickly through greater efficiency.

"Master, I'll learn four skills first," Wu Changfeng decided. "The Wild Bull Strength, Stone Skin Skill, Mountain Opening Fist, and Stele Pushing Hand."

Let's try one of each: internal martial arts, external martial arts, fist techniques, and palm techniques, and see how they work.

A hint of surprise flashed in Zhao Tieshan's eyes. He hadn't expected this young man to be so decisive, and the combination he chose was quite reasonable, combining internal and external cultivation with complementary fist and palm techniques.

Wu Changfeng, leading his black horse, stood at the entrance of the martial arts school. He glanced at the several heads in his backpack, haphazardly wrapped in coarse cloth and still stained with dark red blood, without even frowning.

I need to exchange some money.

He mounted his horse, gave it a shake of the reins, and the black horse began to trot along the cobblestone path.

Qingshan Town was more than twice the size of Xinshou Village, with streets crisscrossing the area. As he walked, he asked an old man selling pancakes by the roadside for directions to the government office.

"The government office? Just go south along this main street until you reach the end. The tallest building with the plaque that says 'A Bright Mirror Hangs High' is it." The old man wiped his sweat and pointed in the direction.

"Thanks." Wu Changfeng nodded and spurred his horse south.

The closer you get to the town center, the more orderly the buildings become, and there are more NPCs dressed in long robes who look like townspeople or small business owners.

He was the only player in the entire town, which made him seem quite out of place. It seemed that most players were still practicing their martial arts in the beginner village.

Before long, a solemn-looking government office with blue bricks and gray tiles appeared at the end of the street.

The vermilion gate was tightly shut, with only a small side door open. Two bailiffs, dressed in black robes and holding fire and water sticks, stood at the door, their expressions blank.

Wu Changfeng dismounted and tied his horse to the hitching post next to the yamen. He straightened his blood-stained outfit—it might be a bit conspicuous in the eyes of the yamen, but he was too lazy to change.

Walk straight to the side door.

"Halt!" A constable raised his fire-and-water stick, blocking his path, and looked him up and down. "What is it?"

"Hand over the reward." Wu Changfeng stated his purpose, patting the bulging package at his waist.

The constable's eyes flickered, he exchanged a glance with his companion, and stepped aside: "Go in and find Registrar Liu."

Entering through the side gate, you'll find a small courtyard with blue bricks paving the ground and an old locust tree planted in the corner.

In one of the row of side rooms directly opposite the door, the door was open. A middle-aged scholar with a thin face, wearing a blue official robe, with three long wisps of beard, was writing something at his desk. Above his head were pale yellow characters: [Registrar Liu Wenqing].

Wu Changfeng walked to the door and knocked on the open door.

Clerk Liu raised his head and looked at Wu Changfeng. His gaze swept over the bloodstains on Wu's body and the weapon on his back. His brows furrowed almost imperceptibly, but his tone remained calm: "What brings you here, brave warrior?"

Wu Changfeng didn't say anything, but placed the largest black cloth package containing the head of the Black-faced Tiger on the table, and then took out Xue San's and Xiong Kui's packages in turn.

The coarse cloth was untied, revealing three heads with bristling hair and beards, ferocious faces, and still wet with blood.

A strong smell of blood immediately filled the air.

Liu, the registrar, visibly stiffened for a moment, his face paled, but he quickly regained his composure.

He stood up, stepped out from behind the desk, and carefully examined the three heads, especially the one with the black face tiger. He even took out a somewhat blurry wanted poster from the drawer and compared it for a moment.

After a long while, he let out a long breath, and his gaze toward Wu Changfeng became more solemn, even showing a hint of barely perceptible awe.

"Black Wind Stronghold's leader is Black-Faced Tiger, the second-in-command is Xue San, and the third-in-command is Xiong Kui... Yes, these are the three notorious bandit leaders." After returning to his desk, Liu, the registrar, picked up his brush, dipped it in ink, and quickly wrote in a booklet, "The brave men have rid the people of this scourge; their merit is immeasurable. According to the county government's reward order, Black-Faced Tiger's head will be rewarded with eighty taels of silver; Xue San, fifty taels; and Xiong Kui, thirty taels. The total is one hundred and sixty taels of silver."

One hundred and sixty taels!

Wu Changfeng's heart skipped a beat, but his face remained calm.

This is a bit more than expected; it seems the bounty on Blackface Tiger is higher than he estimated.

"In addition," Liu, the registrar, paused for a moment, and continued, "the annihilation of the Black Wind Stronghold bandit den is a remarkable achievement, and you are hereby awarded an additional 300 points of Jianghu reputation, which will be recorded. In the future, if you, brave warrior, travel in this area or join the army to serve your country, this achievement can serve as a reference."

[System Notification: You have handed over the bandit leader and received a reward of 160 taels of silver. Your Jianghu Reputation has increased by 300. Your bandit suppression achievement has been recorded at the Qingshan Town Government Office. The Reputation System is now active. Current Reputation: Minor Reputation (Qingshan Town).]

He held the heavy silver ingots in his hand; they were sixteen ingots of ten-tael official silver, gleaming brightly. Wu Changfeng carefully put the silver away, bringing the total amount of silver in his backpack to 170 taels.

A huge sum of money.

"Thank you." He nodded to Clerk Liu and turned to leave.

Stepping out of the government office, the afternoon sun was rather dazzling.

He mounted his horse without hesitation, turned it around, and galloped off again toward the Qingshan Martial Arts School.

We have enough money; it's time to collect all the remaining martial arts techniques.

When Zhao Tieshan stepped into the martial arts training ground again, he had just finished instructing a group of disciples and was standing on the high platform with his arms crossed, watching the crowd sweating profusely. Hearing the sound of hooves and footsteps, he turned around and saw that Wu Changfeng had returned.

"Young hero, are you... here to learn martial arts again?" Zhao Tieshan jumped down from the high platform, landing silently, showing his impressive lightness skill.

"Hmm." Wu Changfeng didn't waste any more words. "I want all the remaining martial arts techniques: Grasshopper, Whip Kick, Splashing Wind Saber Technique, Gentle Breeze Sword Technique, Central Spear, and Eyebrow-Level Staff Technique."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Tieshan raised his thick eyebrows. Even with his experience, he had rarely seen such an arrogant and goal-oriented young man.

He laughed heartily, his voice echoing through the courtyard: "Excellent! A generous reward! Six third-rate martial arts techniques, ten taels each, totaling sixty taels!"

Wu Changfeng deftly counted out six ingots of official silver, each worth ten taels, and handed them over.

The crisp sound of the silver clinking together drew the attention of several martial arts students who were resting nearby, their eyes filled with admiration.

Sixty taels of silver is enough for an ordinary farming family to live comfortably for several years.

Zhao Tieshan took the silver, weighed it in his hand, and casually put it into a thick money pouch at his waist with a dull thud. "Young hero, please wait a moment."