Ultimate Method: Practice your fist a hundred times, and use violence to control violence.

The task was scheduled for Tuesday morning.

Therefore, Wan Ze only had less than two days to prepare.

Data frames appeared on the retina.

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[Illustrated Guide 1: Basic Swordsmanship] (Advanced level already mastered)

[Special Skill Condition: Defeat 10 opponents using basic swordsmanship] (6/10)

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[Illustrated Guide 2: Horse Stance] (Advanced level already mastered)

[Skill Level 1 Requirements: ...100 hours of cumulative playtime] (88/100)

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[Illustrated Guide 3: Iron Mountain Fist] (Advanced level already mastered)

【技能特级满足条件：累计练拳时长1000小时（203/1000），且用铁山拳击败10人（2/10）】

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[Illustrated Guide 4: Thunder Breathing Technique]

【技能特级满足条件：呼吸10w次（2.03w/10w），且进入深度冥想一次(0/1)】

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This is the core skill he possesses today.

All four skills have a strengthening effect on the body, which is why Wan Ze changed from being weak and frail in just one month.

He raised his hand.

The muscles in his arms are clearly defined.

Despite this, he was still very hungry, very hungry every day... This was a sign that his body was extremely lacking in nutrition.

Glancing at personal attributes:

[Stamina: 0.74]

【Intelligence: 0.79】

[Agility: 0.69]

[Endurance: 0.69]

【Strength: 0.72】

[Coordination: 0.69]

"Besides the buffs provided by skill effects, daily arduous training can also further increase physical attributes..."

"Now, all six of my attributes have surpassed those of my peers... but I don't know how big the gap is between me and Brother Lei and the others."

Wan Ze took a deep breath, feeling a sense of urgency.

Two days... that's not much at all.

"Apart from Iron Mountain Fist, the other three have a chance to be upgraded to the Special Grade, and the enhancement effect will be even stronger."

Wan Ze seemed to be deep in thought.

The afterglow fell on him, and compared to his previous slender figure, his shoulders now appeared a bit broader, but... it was still far from enough!

However, his contemplation drew the ire of Sun Fan.

"What's wrong with you? You've been so distracted all afternoon."

"Sorry, I was thinking about something."

Wan Ze asked instinctively, "Sister Fan, have you ever heard of deep meditation?"

"Deep meditation?" Sun Fan raised an eyebrow. "That's something that only happens when you've cultivated your breathing techniques to a very high level. It's said that during deep meditation you can see things that we can't normally observe."

"For example?" Wan Ze asked.

"I don't know about that. As far as I know, no one has succeeded in the last thirty years." Sun Fan shook her head. She wasn't one to aim too high, so she was only willing to focus on the path ahead and only listened to such unrealistic things.

Wan Ze's heart sank.

Even Sun Fan's entourage had no one who could achieve this.

Wouldn't he be unable to complete the task he has in his hands?

"Why did you suddenly ask that?" Sun Fan asked.

Wan Ze snapped out of his daze and passed the buck to Lei Ming: "I was chatting with Brother Lei today, and he mentioned it briefly, but I didn't dare to ask any further questions."

Seeing this, Sun Fan didn't say much, only casually remarking, "Senior Brother Lei has already tempered his qi and blood. For him, deep meditation is indeed attractive enough, but it's very, very difficult to achieve..."

Seeing Wan Ze looking at her, she continued, "I once heard an old master at the martial arts school mention that deep meditation is a rare and precious opportunity; the more impatient you are, the less likely you are to encounter it."

Wanze understood that she was giving advice, but it was inconvenient for him to reveal his own situation, so he nodded and simply stopped talking nonsense.

The two soon clashed again.

Their figures intertwined.

I don't know how much time has passed.

A surge of heat suddenly erupted from the muscles in his legs, nearly halving his fatigue. Wan Ze seemed to sense something and his gaze fell on his personal attribute panel.

Agility, stamina, and coordination all increased by 0.01... successfully breaking through the 0.7 mark!

"If 0.6 represents the level of an ordinary person, then 0.7 should represent someone who is close to the level of a martial artist, or perhaps already in the realm of martial artists..."

"No, I haven't tempered my qi and blood yet... I'm not a martial artist yet... the limit value is probably 0.75."

Wan Ze had something on his mind.

On the other side, Sun Fan's heart was already in turmoil.

In just two short days, Wan Ze had changed even more than she had imagined.

At first, she still held a slight advantage, but by the second day, she felt that she might be defeated by Wan Ze if she was not careful.

How is that possible!

She trained for more than two years longer than Wan Ze, and she never slacked off during those two years.

"Tell me the truth, did you repeat a grade?"

"..."

Wan Ze had explained many times, but he felt his mouth was dry and his heart was secretly on guard... He had tried his best to control his power, but the strength he revealed at the moment his physical fitness was enhanced was still noticed by the young lady Sun in front of him... What keen insight!

Fortunately, before he could explain, Sun Fan had already made up for himself, waving his hand and saying, "Never mind, I guess my heart isn't strong enough after all. By the way, where do you live? I'll give you a ride."

"No need, I can go back by myself," Wan Ze said after a moment of hesitation.

The thing he fears most in his line of work is developing undue ties with his employer.

Besides, he really does have something to do tonight.

"Stop talking nonsense. Change your clothes and wait for me. I have something to tell you on the way." Sun Fan said firmly and quickly left first.

Wan Ze withdrew his gaze, savoring the exchange just now. He could have slightly modified his moves... especially when he coordinated his punches with his breathing technique, which had a thunderous force. However, he did not use it when he faced Sun Fan.

"No wonder Brother Lei said that Iron Mountain Fist must be performed in conjunction with breathing techniques."

After showering, Wanze changed his clothes, stuffed his training clothes into his bag, and quickly left.

A valuable car was parked in front of the Dragon Eagle Martial Arts School. These days, people who own a car are either rich or powerful.

"Let's go, get in the car."

Sun Fan's voice came from behind him.

Wan Ze was stunned: "This is your car? I didn't realize you were such a rich woman."

"It's my dad's, not mine," Sun Fan corrected.

Wan Ze: "..."

Miss, what's the difference?

The driver, a middle-aged man, addressed her as "Miss" and opened the car door for Sun Fan. He glanced at Wan Ze without making a sound, and when Wan Ze looked over, he nodded politely.

Wan Ze didn't hesitate much, got into the car, and sat next to Sun Fan. She asked, "I'll drop you off first. Where to?"

"Xihuai Elegant Garden," Wan Ze replied.

Sun Fan called out to the middle-aged driver sitting in the front, "Uncle Li, take my friend to Xihuai Yayuan first."

"Yes, Miss."

After the middle-aged driver finished speaking, he fell silent and drove off.

However, he knew exactly what Xihuai Yayuan was, so he glanced at Wan Ze in the rearview mirror without making a sound.

He'd heard countless times about a rich girl and a poor boy, but he could just listen and let it go. If the boss found out, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Sun Fan withdrew his gaze and saw Wan Ze staring at him. He smiled and said, "Tell me the truth, are you about to temper your Qi and blood?"

Wan Ze hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

Sun Fan revealed an expression that said, "I knew it: I knew it. In the past two days, I've felt your blood and energy are surging, but you're always lacking something."

"Yes." Wan Ze did have that feeling; right now, he felt it was just one step away from victory.

"Senior Brother Lei must have told you this morning, right? To get past this crucial hurdle, replenishing your Qi and blood is absolutely essential," Sun Fan said with a meaningful smile.

Wan Ze nodded, agreeing: "Then what do you mean, Sister Fan?"