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October 8, 2666 (Astrological Calendar), Songjiang Province, Antu City.

Before dawn, in the bedroom of a family in Xinghu Community, only the sound of a boy's even breathing could be heard.

"Beep beep beep—" A sudden alarm clock rang, breaking the silence.

Chen Mochuan reached out and turned off the alarm clock that pointed to 4:30. Without lingering in the warm bed, he got up briskly and put on his school uniform.

The house was very quiet. His parents were away on a business trip, and no one prepared breakfast for him in advance.

After washing up, he took out bread, milk, and several bags of instant beef from the kitchen and ate while watching the morning news from Songjiang Province.

"Yesterday, the 23rd World Martial Arts Tournament concluded successfully, with our martial artist Wu Kong winning the championship..."

Despite having seen the news yesterday, Chen Mochuan still stared intently at the spirited Wu Kong on the screen, his eyes shining with longing.

"Early this morning, a large number of ferocious beasts appeared on the outskirts of Qingyan City in our province, intending to attack the city... The garrison discovered them in advance and intercepted them, successfully dispersing the beast horde... No civilians were injured or killed in this incident..."

Because it concerned a neighboring city, Chen Mochuan paid some attention to it, but didn't think much of it.

Such important matters are handled by the government; it's not something a high school senior should worry about.

After the news broadcast ended and he finished breakfast, he slung his backpack over his shoulder and headed out.

He jogged slowly to warm up and arrived at No. 8 High School at 5:30.

Upon entering the teaching building, one is greeted by a multitude of inspiring banners.

"Those who study diligently, even to the point of exhaustion, will eventually achieve academic success; those who rise at the crowing of the rooster will rise at the opportune moment to pluck the laurel from the moon!"

"Burning our boats and breaking our cauldrons, we'll fight until sunrise and sunset; with our backs to the wall, we'll fight to the bitter end, without regret!"

"Strive hard in high school for a thousand days, reap the rewards for the next eighty years!"

After passing the banner, Chen Mochuan went straight upstairs, verified his identity, and entered the exclusive training ground for the senior martial arts class.

After taking a blood and qi tonic, he began specialized training with the help of equipment.

An hour later, the students from the top class arrived one after another and began their morning exercises.

"Chen Mochuan, come here for a moment."

Chen Mochuan, who was immersed in training, turned around when he heard the sound and saw his homeroom teacher, Han Zhen, standing at the entrance of the training ground waving at him. He then turned around and walked out.

Without even changing his sweat-soaked shirt, Chen Mochuan grabbed a towel, quickly wiped his face and arms, and hurried after him.

He could vaguely hear whispers behind him saying things like "Your health is too low" and "You're the worst player," but he didn't care.

Entering the office, Han Zhen picked up a piece of paper from the desk. "Take a look at this first."

Chen Mochuan took the paper and found it was his monthly exam report card, with a striking red line marking his score.

His strengths lie in martial arts skills and academic subjects, ranking 1st and 6th in his grade, respectively.

However, due to low blood and qi levels, his overall physical fitness score ranked only 256th in the grade.

As a result, the school's simulated battle results on the online gaming platform only ranked 72nd in the grade.

This resulted in his overall grades being less than ideal, ranking 70th in the top class and 75th in the grade.

Han Zhen said, "Your grade ranking has dropped by four places again. At this rate, it's basically impossible for you to get into one of the top thirty-six schools next year."

Chen Mochuan had anticipated this, and calmly nodded, "Teacher, I understand."

"Don't be discouraged. Your mastery of the Peiyuan Fist and Gubenzhuang stance has always been the best in the grade, proving that your hard work has paid off."

"Keep this momentum going. If you can reach the perfect level in both techniques before the college entrance examination, there might still be a chance for a turnaround."

As he spoke, Han Zhen opened the drawer and took out a small booklet with slightly worn edges.

"These are the boxing practice notes of an outstanding graduate from a couple of years ago. Take them back and take a look; they might inspire you."

"Thank you, teacher!" Chen Mochuan solemnly accepted the notebook with both hands.

He was touched that his teacher not only didn't criticize him but also offered extra help. He was about to say something more when the teacher interrupted him.

"Let's skip the formalities. Your admission to one of the top 36 universities is the greatest support for my work... Alright, I still need to prepare my lessons. You should go back and do your morning exercise."

Han Zhen waved his hand and sat down at his desk.

Seeing this, Chen Mochuan thanked him sincerely again, then gently closed the door and left.

After the door closed, Han Zhen sighed.

He knew that Chen Mochuan's ranking had plummeted from third in his grade in the first year of high school to his current position because his Qi and Blood value was increasing too slowly, but there was nothing he could do about it.

However, he never thought of giving up on this student, as he had seen the student's hard work and dedication over the past two years.

Regardless of his grades, he remained humble and never arrogant. He was always the first to arrive and the last to leave, never slacking off in his academic studies or martial arts training.

It was precisely this kind of temperament that made Han Zhen value him so much.

Last night at nine o'clock, after Han Zhen finished calculating the monthly exam results, he passed by the martial arts field on his way home from get off work and found that Chen Mochuan was still practicing his boxing.

It should be noted that the monthly exam ended that afternoon, and the school unusually allowed the senior students to leave school early. While other students had already gone home to rest, he was the only one who persisted in training.

Touched by this, Han Zhen went home and found the notebook.

"Hopefully this will help him; a student like him shouldn't be overlooked."

As Chen Mochuan left the office, he clutched his notebook tightly, feeling the care and concern of his homeroom teacher.

"I can't let my teacher down... However, my spiritual talent should be awakening soon."

With a slight thought, a semi-transparent golden light screen unfolded before his eyes.

[Spirit Master: Chen Mochuan]

[Status: Abundant Qi and Blood]

[Spiritual Talent: Soul Devourer (Awakening -99%)]

[Qi and Blood Value: 2.92]

[Technique:]

[Strengthening Foundation Stance: Proficient (96%)]

[Peiyuanquan: Proficient (97%)]

This golden light screen, which only Chen Mochuan could see, appeared more than two years ago, when he had just entered the Eighth High School.

Through exploration, he discovered that the light screen was not the "system" in the novel that allowed you to directly add points to become stronger, but rather a tool that could monitor your physical condition in real time and provide a clear self-awareness.

Despite this, Chen Mochuan was not disappointed.

Being able to observe every tiny bit of progress he makes and know that his efforts have not been in vain has become his spiritual motivation, supporting him to practice diligently day after day.

At the same time, real-time status monitoring allows him to scientifically arrange training intensity and avoid injury due to overtraining.

That's why he stood out from the martial arts students in the first year of high school and rose to third place in the grade in just two semesters.

But at the very beginning of the second year of high school, a new message suddenly appeared on the screen:

[Spiritual Talent: Soul Devourer (Awakening -0%)]

Everything has a spirit. Since the emergence of spiritual power in the astrological calendar year 2012, over the past six hundred years, the bodies of the people of Earth have undergone some unknown deep development, harboring a special talent called "spiritual endowment".

There are many kinds of spiritual gifts: some can strengthen the body, some can grant super memory, some can enhance sensory acuity...

However, spiritual gifts are hidden deep within the human body and are not apparent when unawakened. The opportunity for awakening is different for everyone and is difficult to grasp. Therefore, the vast majority of people never awaken in their lifetime.

Among the thousands of students at the entire Eighth High School, only a handful have awakened their spiritual talents.

Now, opportunity has fallen on him.

However, the awakening process of [Soul Devourer] is extremely slow, with progress increasing by about 1% every four days. Full awakening is expected to take more than a year, far exceeding the longest awakening time of two months recorded online.

Moreover, after the awakening began, his appetite increased significantly, but the growth of his qi and blood became unusually slow, as if his whole body was providing nourishment for the awakening of his spiritual talent.

This directly affected his martial arts performance, causing his ranking to drop from third to fifth, tenth, and so on, until he fell to the bottom of the honors class.

As a time traveler, he was more mature than his peers and knew that this age was the golden period for laying the foundation of martial arts. Even with his physical abnormalities, he never wasted his time.

Yes, Chen Mochuan is a time traveler.

He came from Earth and lived a second life on Blue Star.

Perhaps he missed drinking the Meng Po soup during his reincarnation, which is why he clearly retains the memories of his previous life.

His past life ended because of an act of heroism: one night while jogging, he jumped into an artificial lake to save someone, but was entangled by the drowning person and eventually drowned due to exhaustion.

When he opened his eyes again, he had been born on the Blue Star, a planet that revered martial arts, and became a newborn baby in China.

In this life, as a time traveler, both his parents are still alive. His family is not wealthy, but it is warm and happy.

After glancing once more at the information on the panel that read "[Awakening in progress -99%]", Chen Mochuan put away the light screen and returned to the training ground to continue his morning practice.