Gao Wu: From a poor man in the outer city to a martial saint of the ten directions

boom! ! !

A deep, resounding impact that sent shivers down one's spine exploded on the ring!

There were no screams, no figures flying backwards.

The entire first-floor training ground seemed to have been put on pause, deathly silent!

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the stage.

Wei Xiu's body leaned slightly forward, remaining motionless like a javelin driven into the ground.

His forehead was pressed tightly against the bear's huge fist, which was covered in bulging veins.

The scene froze eerily for two seconds.

A drop of bright red blood slowly slid down Wei Xiu's brow, revealing a horrifying purplish-black bloodstain on his forehead.

"laugh……"

Huo Quan, who was not far away, broke the silence first. He crossed his arms and a cruel sneer curled at the corner of his mouth.

"This kid's neck's really tough, daring to take a Yellow-level martial art like the Thunderclap Fist head-on with his skull? His brains' probably all shaken up by now!"

"Big Bear, why aren't you kicking this idiot off the stage?!"

However, the bear on stage did not make any further moves.

His once ruddy face, flushed with blood, was now turning deathly pale at a visible speed, and even his lips were trembling violently.

"Aaaaaahh ...

The next second, a bloodcurdling scream, like a pig being slaughtered, tore through the air in the martial arts hall!

The bear's massive body shrank, and it squatted down on the ground like a collapsing mountain of flesh!

He clutched his right hand tightly, writhing in pain on the shock-absorbing mat!

"It hurts so much! My hand! My hand is broken!!"

This scene made everyone in the audience, who were expecting to see Wei Xiu make a fool of himself, collectively gasp in shock!

stunned.

I was completely stunned!

Xiao Ling's expression changed. She lightly touched the ground with her toes and leaped onto the stage like a swallow, grabbing Da Xiong's wrist.

When they opened it, everyone felt a chill run down their spines.

The skin at several knuckle joints of Big Bear's right fist had completely burst open!

Between the torn skin and exposed flesh, one could even vaguely see the white bone fragments!

The shocking sight of blood was dripping down the torn gauntlet.

"Stop yelling!"

Xiaoling frowned and scolded him, then quickly pinched and pressed around the wound with her fingertips.

"The huge reaction force caused the skin to burst and the finger bones to fracture, but the meridians were not damaged."

"Send a few people to take him to the infirmary for bandaging!"

Immediately, several familiar apprentices rushed onto the stage and hurriedly carried the wailing bear off.

After treating the wounded, Xiaoling turned around and looked Wei Xiu up and down with the eyes of someone looking at a monster.

"You...aren't you going to the infirmary to get your brain checked?" She looked at the purplish-black bloodstains on Wei Xiu's forehead.

"Need not."

Wei Xiu raised the back of his hand and casually wiped away the bloodstains that had slid down his brow, then grinned and revealed a bright smile.

"This blood isn't mine; it's from that guy's fist."

As soon as he finished speaking, several lines of semi-transparent text appeared in the lower right corner of Wei Xiu's field of vision as expected.

[Battle Ended]

[Overall Rating: B (Hardcore blocking, head-on defeat)]

Experience points gained: 30

[Bonus: Slight increase in muscle and bone strength!]

[Impact detected on the host's frontal bone; the talent "Undying" has taken effect, and minor damage has begun to repair.]

A warm current instantly flowed through my limbs and bones.

Wei Xiu could clearly feel that the bones of his skull and arms had become denser and stronger!

"One sparring match, thirty experience points, three points of elemental power!"

Wei Xiu clenched his fist tightly in his heart, his blood rushing faster with excitement.

"I've definitely come to the right place!"

At this moment, the atmosphere in the audience had completely changed.

Those genius teenagers who initially looked at Wei Xiu with a mocking and spectatory attitude now looked at him with less contempt and more deep respect and fear.

With a single move of force-dissipating grappling, and a single Iron Head Kung Fu strike, he defied the Yellow-level martial arts!

Is this really a sparring partner who hasn't even reached the threshold of a quasi-martial artist?

Such terrifying combat instincts and inhuman resilience would make them stand out even among the level-two sparring partners on the second floor!

Behind the crowd, Huo Quan's face was so gloomy it looked like it could drip water.

He stared intently at the boy in the rough white clothes on the stage, his teeth clenching so hard they clicked.

If before he only thought Wei Xiu was an eyesore of a good-for-nothing.

Now, an overwhelming sense of crisis was rising within him!

"Sister Xiaoling."

Wei Xiu jumped off the stage and walked up to Xiao Ling, his tone neither humble nor arrogant.

"Is my quality up to standard?"

"certainly."

Xiaoling, whose face was usually as cold as ice, raised an eyebrow, a rare occurrence.

"Your performance is completely comparable to those veterans on the second floor who earn six hundred an hour."

"However, the martial arts school has strict rules. Since your Yuan Power value is less than 400, I have no right to let you go to the second floor."

She paused, then changed the subject:

"But as compensation, I can decide to make you a top-tier sparring partner on the first floor. Your hourly wage will be increased to four hundred. What do you think?"

Four hundred!

Wei Xiu's eyes lit up, and he nodded solemnly, suppressing his inner elation.

"No problem, thank you so much, Sister Xiaoling!"

……

At 12:30 pm, in the backyard of the Dome Martial Arts School, at the apprentice canteen.

Unlike those places in school where you can hardly find even a scrap of meat.

The level of luxury here was truly eye-opening for Wei Xiu.

In the spacious area spanning hundreds of square meters, a constant temperature system blows a gentle breeze.

The 30-meter-long buffet table is filled with high-energy nutrient solutions, sizzling top-quality steaks, deep-sea fish rich in trace amounts of vital energy, and various fresh vegetables and fruits.

On the wall, there was a striking electronic slogan.

Eat as much as you want! But if you waste even a gram, I'll break your legs!

Wei Xiu and Lin Qi sat facing each other by the window.

Wei Xiu's plate was piled high with five steaks the size of his face, and a huge amount of broccoli.

While indulging in the high-calorie food and feeling the warm, accelerated repair sensation from the [Undying] talent, he played with the dark blue salary card he had just received in his left hand.

Wei Xiu's mind was racing with calculations.

"At 400 yuan per hour, I can work three hours after school from Monday to Friday, and be on call all day on weekends, working eight hours a day. That's 31 hours a week..."

Wei Xiu swallowed a mouthful of beef, his eyes shining slightly.

"A weekly salary of 12,400 yuan!"

In a world where the average person's monthly salary is only three to nine thousand, this is definitely a huge sum of money!

But this joy was quickly suppressed by reality.

"It's enough to cover next month's rent and daily expenses. But if I want to save money to take my mom to a big hospital in the inner city for a thorough surgery, these tens of thousands of dollars will only cover the registration and examination fees."

"Not to mention the Yuan Energy Capsules from Anlei Group, which cost hundreds of thousands of yuan each..."

It's not just a matter of money.

Wei Xiu recalled the last punch Da Xiong threw that morning, a punch delivered with the ferocity of a cornered beast.

Thunder Fist.

Even a low-grade Yellow-level martial art, when activated by Yuan energy, can instantly cause the blood and qi to explode, unleashing power beyond the limits of the physical body!

Martial arts are divided into four levels: basic combat skills for ordinary people, which are not considered advanced, and the four levels of true mastery: Heaven, Earth, Profound, and Yellow.

Only when one's Yuan Power reaches 400 or more, and one's physical fitness touches the threshold of a quasi-martial artist, can one's meridians withstand the domineering Yuan Power circulation of Yellow-level martial arts.

I currently possess the ability to react quickly and withstand blows, but I lack a martial art that can truly inflict devastating damage.

This will be a problem in the future, and it needs to be addressed as a priority.

"Old Wei, what are you thinking about? You've almost cut the plate through."

Lin Qi slurped up the nutrient solution, looked at Wei Xiu who was somewhat dazed, and couldn't help but wave his hand in front of his eyes.

Wei Xiu snapped out of his daze, stuffed the last piece of beef, coated in black pepper sauce, into his mouth, and then changed the subject.

"It's nothing. I was just suddenly thinking, what if I brought Zhou Xiong to this cafeteria..."

Wei Xiu glanced at the slogan on the wall, "Eat as much as you want, all you can eat," and a smirk appeared on his lips.

"He'll definitely think this is paradise, and within three days, he'll have eaten so much at the Dome Martial Arts School that he'll have to change the cafeteria rules overnight."

Lin Qi's mind instantly conjured up Zhou Xiong's terrifying 300-pound physique and the stack of empty plates in front of him, piled up like a pagoda. His lips twitched violently twice.

"Don't even mention it, the scene was too beautiful for me to bear..."

"Hey! You two!"

Just then, a tall, muscular figure suddenly pulled out a chair next to him and plopped down in it.

Wei Xiu and Lin Qi turned to look.

The person who arrived was none other than Big Bear.

His right hand, which had been injured by Wei Xiu's headbutt, was now wrapped in thick, specially made medical bandages.

But instead of showing any resentment at losing the competition, his face revealed a kind of naive and friendly charm.

Big Bear scratched his head somewhat embarrassedly with his good left hand and grinned:

"I heard everything. Were you talking about me just now? Saying this place is paradise for me?"

He glanced at the bones in Wei Xiu's plate and chuckled.

"Then you're right, I, Xiong Batian, have no other hobbies in this life except eating meat and fighting!"

"Hey sparring partner, what's your head made of? It's harder than a steel plate!"