Chapter 8 - Chapter 8. The discreet Wong E

However, before any of this could transpire, Wongi needed to exercise caution, for he was still relatively weak. His current objective was to reasonably elevate his physical qualifications to that of a preliminary martial artist before the assessment on July 1st. Alas, it seemed that he would have to endure even more arduous training during this period. Wani surveyed the expansive training hall over 100 meters in width and length and mused internally. Fortunately, his physical strength had already reached 800 kg and even if he were to elevate it to 900 kg over the next 2 months. While somewhat abrupt, it would not be entirely implausible. Even if they harbored doubts, it would be feudal. He had already passed the preliminary martial artist assessment, earning the qualifications equivalent to that of a semi martial artist, rendering them powerless against him. In this era, martial artists, due to their elevated status and formidable strength, enjoy numerous privileges, although still bound by the law, their rank indeed surpasses that of ordinary individuals. Nonetheless, martial artists are the frontline defenders against monsters. With countless warriors venturing into the wilderness each year, often falling victim to the beasts. The human world owes its relative tranquility to the protection of these powerful martial artists. Rights and responsibilities are intrinsically linked. Where there are gains, there will inevitably be sacrifices and contributions. Wongi understood deeply how fraught with peril this world truly is. For now, he would take the first step and approach a training machine. In the ensuing days, Wong diligently attended school and trained at the martial arts school, also making sure to sign in at the Thunder Martial Arts School, where he was rewarded with a 10% enhancement in cellular activity. The so-called cellular vitality is in essence a manifestation of the body's remarkable recuperative capacity. Individuals endowed with robust cellular vitality, for instance, can recover from grievous internal injuries. Such a severe hemorrhaging from the organs in a mere half a minute. Similarly, a fractured arm may mend itself in an incredibly brief span. The stronger the cellular vitality, the swift the recovery. Among martial artists, the evolution of physical genes means their cellular vitality far surpasses that of ordinary individuals. The more formidable the martial artist, the more astonishing their cellular vitality. At advanced stages of evolution, even the loss of limbs can be rectified through the regeneration of genetic primal energy. However, Wongi's enhancement of merely 10% in his current cellular vitality does not yield such formidable effects. It can only be described as marginally beneficial, allowing Wong to recover from injuries at a somewhat accelerated pace, though the impact remains minimal. He has come to understand the implications of the random rewards presented by the signing in panel. Fortunately, the rewards that appear are exclusively geared toward cultivation, devoid of any absurdities that might provoke laughter. Subsequently, Wong e dedicated a considerable amount of time before the impending college entrance examination to sign in at various martial arts schools throughout Gio Jang City. Aside from a main urban district, he garnered a plethora of rewards, including enhancements to agility, cellular vitality, physical strength, neural reaction speed, and swordsmanship. At present, Wani boasts a physical strength of 3,300 kg, a figure bolstered by both the rewards from the signing in panel and his rigorous training over the past month. He has discovered that after tripling his genetic potential, the rate at which he improves his physical attributes has accelerated exponentially compared to before. Even without the rewards from the signing in panel, he could effortlessly elevate his physical strength to 900 kg, the threshold of a qualified martial artist within just 2 months. In contrast, previously he would have needed to expend an inordinate amount of time and effort during his university years to achieve such feats. Wong he finally comprehends that having obtained the first cultivation method of the nine calamities secret cannon and undergone genetic modification and evolution. He has undergone a complete metamorphosis akin to those who cleanse their marrow and refine their essence in novels. His current physical condition embodies true genius level potential. It is likely that even the speed of cultivating genetic primal energy far exceeds that of ordinary individuals. And this is merely one of Wong Yi's many advantages at present. His agility and swordsmanship also stand out among his peers. One evening, Wongi arrived at the extreme martial arts school. Shiao Wong, you made it. In the third floor hall of the school, men and women practicing martial arts greeted Wong with friendly smiles. Wongi responded with a warm smile in return. Wongi, you've been progressing remarkably fast lately. Have you been taking some sort of medication? Inquired a slightly plump young man with wavy hair and a round face. Grinning at Wangi. I've just been training more and I've made a little progress. Wongi replied modestly. In reality, he had been deliberately showcasing his progress in front of others to allay any suspicions regarding his capabilities for the qualified martial artist assessment. Today he had increased his strength by 10 kg, tomorrow by five, and cumulatively the numbers appeared significant. To onlookers, Wong seemed as if he had suddenly taken some performance-enhancing substance, and many advanced students curiously inquired if he had stumbled upon some ancestral secret formula. Of course, Wongi could not reveal that this was all an act. He definitely deflected their inquiries with humor. While training, he engaged in light-hearted conversations with a few familiar friends. Speaking of which, I'm almost 26 years old and have attempted the qualified martial artist assessment twice, but each time I fell short, lamented a young man clad in a tank top and shorts, his muscular physique on display with half of his hair dyed white. It's just that little bit that makes the difference. It might take us years of effort to succeed. The assessment for qualified martial artists is exceedingly stringent. If you fail, you must wait until next month to try again. The others nearby nodded in empathetic agreement. Brother son, you will definitely pass this time. Yes, brother son, you are so talented and hardworking. If you don't pass, it would be utterly unfair. Brother Son chuckled and he shook his head. You make it sound easy. It's not that simple. The requirements for the qualified martial artist assessment are incredibly high, including strength, speed, and neural reaction speed. None can afford a lag. Speaking of which, strength should be the easiest to achieve, followed by speed, and lastly, neural reaction speed. During my first assessment, it was my speed that fell short. In the second, it was my neural reaction speed. You all should not solely focus on building physical strength. It's equally important to train and cultivate your neural reaction speed. The others nodded thoughtfully. Brotherson son's gaze wandered and fell upon a black-haired youth lifting weights on a nearby machine flanked by two voluuptuous young women, prompting a sigh of admiration. Ah, being young and handsome is truly a blessing. he mused, seemingly forgetting that he himself was still in his 20s. The number of female advanced students in the martial arts school was quite limited, and those who possessed both good looks and figures were even fewer, with Wong E being one of the more popular ones. However, Wongi felt quite uncomfortable with the admiration directed at him, remaining modestly aloof. It was only after becoming an advanced student at the extreme martial arts school that he realized how proactive women could be.