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Three hundred coins for three new martial arts skills. Looking at the descriptions of the three skills as "beginner 0/100", Wu Changfeng felt that the money was well spent.

Next, you need to farm monsters like crazy to fill up all the slots and convert them into real attribute points.

"Alright, I've taught you the stance. How far you can go depends on your own abilities." Wang Hu waved his hand, indicating that he could leave.

Wu Changfeng thanked him and turned to head straight for the blacksmith's shop in the east of the village.

Li the blacksmith was still hammering away at a red-hot iron blank, sweating profusely. Wu Changfeng explained his purpose: he wanted to buy a pair of the most ordinary boxing gloves.

"Gauntlets? Yes." Li the blacksmith stopped hammering, rummaged through a wooden box in the corner, and took out a pair of dark, seemingly tanned cowhide gloves with thin iron plates embedded in the key areas. "One hundred and twenty coins, no bargaining."

Wu Changfeng paid the money. He only had seven coins left in his backpack, and he was broke again.

[Obtained: White Leather Gauntlets. Attack +2-4 (Fist and Palm Martial Arts). Durability 25/25.]

The weapon's attack power is slightly lower than that of an iron sword, but it can be used for both fist and palm techniques, making it a worthwhile option.

He didn't change his iron sword, but instead put away his gauntlets first.

After leaving the blacksmith's shop, he found a secluded corner, put away the iron sword, and put on leather gauntlets.

I clenched my fist, feeling the hardness of the metal plate at my knuckles and the tightness of the leather straps, and got used to it.

The objective is clear: Black Wind Pass, bandits.

Leaving the village again, heading north, we passed through the familiar hillsides and woodlands.

The stray dogs and rabbits that spawn here pose no threat to him anymore, and he can't even be bothered with them.

He quickened his pace and ventured deeper into the area.

The further north you go, the denser the forest becomes, and the dirt road turns into a rugged mountain path.

After walking for about ten minutes, a narrow mountain pass appeared ahead, with steep cliffs on both sides and a crooked half-rotten wooden fence standing at the entrance.

This is Black Wind Pass.

On a relatively open, rocky slope outside the mountain valley, twenty or thirty players had already gathered.

Shouts, the clash of weapons, and screams rose and fell.

The player's opponents are men dressed in haphazard, coarse clothes, with fierce faces, and wielding rusty iron knives or wooden sticks.

They had the words "Black Wind Pass Bandit Scouts" above their heads, and their level was displayed as 3-4.

The battle did not look easy.

These bandit scouts are aggressive and have significantly more health than wild dogs.

Most players form teams of three or four and attack a single bandit.

Someone was tanking the damage at the front, their health bar fluctuating wildly, and they had to retreat and eat steamed buns to recover health from time to time;

Others attack from the flanks or behind, but their damage numbers are mostly in the single digits, with a few occasionally reaching a dozen points being considered high.

"Heal me! Heal me! I can't hold on much longer!"

"Nurse my foot! Where did you get a wet nurse? Go eat your own steamed bun."

"This monster has incredibly high defense! One hit only does 7 damage!"

"Watch out, he might sweep you away! Retreat!"

"Damn it, no waist tokens again! This drop rate is outrageous!"

Amid the noise, Wu Changfeng observed silently for a moment.

Most of these players are still in the beginner or proficient stage of basic martial arts, and their arm strength attribute is estimated to be only a dozen points. Coupled with the low attack power of white weapons, hitting these level 3-4 bandits is naturally just scratching the surface.

Relying solely on numbers to whittle down health is inefficient and consumes a lot of resources, with players frequently forced to retreat from the battle to recover.

He looked down at the boxing gloves he was wearing.

I just upgraded to level 4, and my arm strength increased to 14 + 15 = 29 points.

29 points of arm strength.

Even if the gauntlet attack only has 2-4 points, the base damage from unarmed combat is close to 30 points.

In addition, there is an implicit damage bonus brought about by the improvement of fist technique level.

Without further hesitation, he avoided the clusters of battle groups and headed towards a spawn point at the edge of the valley.

There happened to be two bandit scouts loitering there, so no one was attacking them for the time being.

As he approached, he entered the area of ​​hostility. The two bandits immediately spotted him, their eyes flashing with malice. One wielded a knife, the other a club, and they charged at him, cursing and swearing.

"Where did this blind brat come from? He's asking for death!"

Wu Changfeng took a deep breath, recalled the boxing stance taught by Wang Hu, stood firmly on his feet, and slightly lowered his waist and stance.

The first knife-wielding bandit rushed forward and slashed down with his knife, his movements far more swift than a wild dog.

Wu Changfeng neither dodged nor evaded, his right fist bursting out from his waist, striking first despite being behind, a simple straight punch that slammed hard into the opponent's wrist holding the knife!

-41!

A striking red number appeared. The bandit screamed in pain, his slashing motion completely distorted, and he almost dropped the knife.

A section of the health bar on his head visibly disappeared.

As expected! The damage was on a completely different level!

The bandit, wounded, became even more ferocious, swinging his knife again without regard for the consequences.

The bandit next to him, wielding a stick, also swung his stick at Wu Changfeng's lower body.

Wu Changfeng shifted his feet, and the speed advantage brought by his agility attribute came into play. Although he was wearing beginner cloth shoes, he moved faster than his opponent.

He sidestepped the blade, then thrust his left palm out, striking the knife-wielding bandit in the ribs.

-38!

At the same time, he raised his right leg, narrowly avoiding the sweeping wooden stick.

With his right hand, clad in boxing gloves, he changed from a fist to a palm and delivered a swift horizontal slash, striking the side of the thug wielding the stick on the neck.

-44! That's a slightly higher damage.

The thug wielding the stick's eyes bulged out, and he froze.

Having landed two successful blows, Wu Changfeng felt much more at ease.

Although his basic fist and palm techniques are only at the beginner level, his arm strength of up to 29 points and the physical coordination boost from the mastery of basic sword techniques make his attack power far exceed the tolerance of these monsters of the same level.

The 5-point agility bonus also made him slightly faster than his opponent.

An inch shorter, an inch more dangerous.

Close-quarters combat with fists and palms may seem dangerous, but for him now, it is actually more efficient.

Because the damage is sufficient, a few punches and palm strikes can end the fight, reducing the time spent in prolonged combat.

He gave his opponent no more chances, unleashing a barrage of punches and palm strikes. Though the techniques were basic, they were powerful and heavy, targeting joints and vital points. Thuds echoed with the bandits' cries of pain.

-39! -36! -47!

Seven or eight seconds later, the knife-wielding bandit was the first to turn into a white light, dropping a few copper coins and a tattered coarse cloth shirt with a clang.

Two seconds later, the thief wielding the stick was also struck on the temple and collapsed to the ground, leaving behind copper coins and a cheap wooden stick.

[Defeat the bandit scout in Black Wind Pass and gain 25 experience points.]

[Basic boxing proficiency +126.]

[Defeat the bandit scout in Black Wind Pass and gain 25 experience points.]

[Basic palm technique proficiency +126.]

Two notifications flashed by almost simultaneously. Proficiency surged again at an astonishing rate. The two bandits each provided 126 points of proficiency in fist and palm techniques.

Wu Changfeng bent down and picked up the fallen coins. There were thirteen copper coins, more generous than the stray dog. The tattered clothes and wooden stick were just trash; they'd probably only fetch a few coins at a shop, so he kept them for now.

He looked at the skills panel.

【基础拳法（熟练 26/500），身法+2。】——刚才入门是0/100，直接满了升到熟练，还溢出26点。

[Basic palm technique (proficient 26/500), arm strength +2.] — Same here.

A double kill in one go, and both martial arts techniques jumped to a whole new level!

The attribute bonus also appeared, giving me four more attribute points, which is more than the gains from leveling up.

Indeed, my development path was correct; in this world, one must constantly learn martial arts to become stronger.

The bonus from level is too low, but level is still very important, and accumulating levels can result in a significant overall bonus.

Others might team up and painstakingly grind down a monster, only to gain a few points of proficiency.

He can solo kill monsters and gain 126 points from each monster, and he can also practice two martial arts at the same time.

His gaze swept over the players struggling to form teams on the rocky slope, their efficiency low, but he remained unmoved.

Finding another corner that had just been refreshed and had only one bandit, Wu Changfeng went forward again.

This time, he deliberately used only punches. Straight punches, hooks, and uppercuts were used in rotation.

If you can dodge the bandits' attacks, do so. If you can't dodge, just take the hit with a defensive stance. Losing twenty or thirty points of health is nothing to worry about.

-40! -38! -43!

Solve it faster.

[Basic boxing proficiency +126.]

Find another one and change the palm technique.

Push, slap, cut, flick. The wind from the palms whistles.

-37! -42! -39!

[Basic palm technique proficiency +126.]

He searched for lone or duo bandits on the outskirts of the mountain valley, like a tireless machine, repeatedly throwing punches and palm strikes.

The monotonous and repetitive actions, under the continuous surge of proficiency and the occasional golden light of leveling up, become full of the thrill of fighting monsters and leveling up.

The copper coins in my backpack increase slowly and steadily. Occasionally, a piece of white equipment will drop, which is better than nothing.

After killing seven or eight bandits, his fist and palm techniques successively broke through to the minor mastery level.

[Basic Fist Techniques (Minor Mastery 30/2000). Agility +5.]

[Basic Palm Technique (Minor Success 30/2000). Arm Strength +5.]