Starry Sky Professional Directory 8
Chapter 8: Sponsorship (Seeking Collections)
2024-06-29
Chapter 8: Sponsorship (Seeking Collections)
【Name: Fang Xing】
【Age: 16】
【Profession: Martial Artist】
【First Realm: Skin and Flesh (Refine Skin: 33/100)】
【Military Boxing Twelve Forms: 75/100 (Beginner)】
【Great Dragon Stake: 80/100 (Beginner)】
【Gate of All Heavens: 39/100 (Positioning)】
…
“My ‘Military Boxing Twelve Forms’ is still at the beginner level…”
When Fang Xing focused his attention on the Military Boxing column, a magical scene occurred. The symbol representing the Military Boxing Twelve Forms expanded, and twelve sub-columns appeared:
【Bow Stance Cannon Fist: 1/100 (Proficient)】
【Half-Step Crushing Fist: 77/100 (Beginner)】
【Blocking Cross Fist: 81/100 (Beginner)】
…
【Battle Axe Leg: 55/100 (Beginner)】
【Double Snake Leg: 67/100 (Beginner)】
…
There were twelve sub-columns, each corresponding to one of the twelve forms of Military Boxing.
“These past days, I’ve diligently practiced a few selected moves, and the results are indeed remarkable… Especially the Bow Stance Cannon Fist, it has surpassed ‘Beginner’ and reached the ‘Proficient’ level? This is what Teacher Xia Long meant by ‘a shot worth a thousand gold,’ the Cannon Fist’s small accomplishment?”
“But the other moves are still at the beginner level, so the overall assessment remains beginner level?”
Fang Xing felt he was gradually understanding the rules of his attribute panel.
“Good, ‘a shot worth a thousand gold,’ Fang Xing, your Bow Stance Cannon Fist, in ancient times, would already be considered truly accomplished.”
Just then, a tall figure walked into the classroom—Xia Long!
He scanned the room, finally settling on Fang Xing: “Fang Xing, come to my office!”
“Yes, Teacher!”
Fang Xing’s heart stirred, and he followed Xia Long to the office.
After opening the door, a huge space was revealed. On a redwood desk, a set of celadon teaware was displayed. A kettle was merrily steaming on a small stove.
“Sit, would you like some tea?”
Xia Long sat down with a flourish, yet his hands moved like flowing clouds and water as he began to prepare the tea.
Fang Xing, witnessing this scene, couldn’t help but stare.
“What? Do you find it incongruous?”
Xia Long held a teacup, smiling at this: “According to scientific research, to grasp even a trace of the power of intent, the most important thing is to be at ease… The process of brewing tea, in my view, is an ancient form of mind cultivation, allowing me to become calm.”
“Mind cultivation…”
Fang Xing nodded, looking like he didn’t quite understand but was deeply impressed.
“What is intent? Intent can be wind, rain, thunder, lightning, heaven and earth… it can also be flowers, birds, fish, insects, the myriad forms of life… In short, it is the power of the ‘heart’! However, this kind of thing is mysterious and unpredictable, one can only say that it depends on individual circumstances, finding the method most suitable for oneself… A true genius, even if they practice the Great Dragon Stake until the very end, can grasp the ‘Dragon’s Intent Realm.’”
Xia Long waved his hand: “These things are too far away for you now, it’s just to give you a goal… Fang Xing, I’ve been observing you for a while, you’re very good, you’re making progress every day… Today you’ve given me a pleasant surprise.”
“It’s all thanks to the teacher’s guidance.” Fang Xing smiled modestly.
“And your efforts after class…” Xia Long thought that this might be a hardworking genius, but he didn’t say it out loud, afraid of making him too proud.
He nodded: “I called you here today just to give you something, take it.”
As he spoke, he opened a drawer, took out a box, and handed it over.
Fang Xing took it and opened it to find a row of test tubes neatly arranged inside. Inside the test tubes was a viscous blue liquid, with tiny specks of starlight seeming to shimmer within.
“D3-grade nutrient solution?”
A look of excitement appeared on his face, but he secretly marveled: ‘This box, must cost tens of thousands, right? Teacher Xia Long is amazing, but the private tutoring of Professionals is really profitable; for him, it’s just the income from a few extra hours of tutoring…’
Recalling how long it took his previous self to save up that much, Fang Xing felt like he wanted to cry: “Teacher…this is too expensive.”
“For me, it’s not even a drop in the ocean.”
Xia Long shook his head: “As a teacher, I hope to teach some good students. The better your grades, the higher my performance and bonus, it’s a mutually beneficial thing, you don’t need to be nervous…”
“Then, thank you, Teacher.”
Fang Xing bowed gratefully.
“En, work hard… I hope to see you perform well in the final exam.”
Xia Long smiled: “Compared to those natural-born students, you need to work harder… Their resources and conditions, you know, nutrient solution is just a small matter.”
“Yes.”
Fang Xing left the office, feeling the box in his hand was somewhat heavy.
‘Although for many people, this is nothing, but for me, it’s truly a timely help…’
‘I must repay this kindness in the future.’
…
Happy Home Community.
Back home, Fang Xing suppressed his impatience, ate dinner, rested for a while, and then went to his training room.
“‘D3-grade nutrient solution,’ concentrated with many extraterrestrial nutrients using high technology, formulated by the ‘Omniscient Brain’… confirmed to be most suitable for the cultivation needs of low-level martial artists, oral administration of 20ml…”
He opened the box and first looked at the instructions and precautions on the medication leaflet.
Then, he picked up a test tube and slowly opened it. The viscous blue liquid emitted an indescribable smell, neither pleasant nor unpleasant, but very strange.
“Deep feelings, one gulp!”
Fang Xing took out a measuring cup, poured out 20ml, and swallowed it directly.
Gurgle gurgle!
A cool sensation went down his throat and straight into his stomach.
The nutrient solution took effect quickly!
About five or six minutes later, Fang Xing felt a strong sense of fullness.
‘Mistake, I shouldn’t have eaten dinner, I could have saved a meal…’
A thought crossed his mind, and then his limbs and bones felt enveloped in warm currents, his bones tingling, as if he had undergone a high-end physiotherapy session, very comfortable.
“Let’s work!”
Confirming the medicine’s effect, Fang Xing immediately assumed the Great Dragon Stake posture and began to practice diligently.
Inhale… exhale…
With his long breaths, his spine began to vibrate slightly, like a great dragon, driving his dragon-claw-like limbs.
Fang Xing emptied his mind, gradually immersing himself in his cultivation, forgetting the passage of time.
One hour, two hours, three hours…
“I…”
Suddenly, he opened his eyes, sitting on the floor. He looked at the clock beside him and couldn’t help but show a look of astonishment: “Ten twenty at night, I’ve been practicing the Stake… for three hours? This…”
Fang Xing quickly checked and found that except for some fatigue, there seemed to be no difference compared to when he practiced for an hour before.
“Is this the effect of the D3-grade nutrient solution? It can extend training time without worrying about harming the body?”
“For me, this is a three-fold increase!”
He eyes lit up, glancing at his attribute panel:
【Great Dragon Stake: 81/100 (Beginner)】
“One training session, and it increased by one point. If it continues at this rate…”
A smile appeared on Fang Xing’s face.
…
The next day.
Yucai High School.
Martial Arts Class.
“Different, everything is different.”
Fang Xing assumed a boxing stance, feeling an almost ‘reborn’ change in himself, especially when practicing the ‘Bow Stance Cannon Fist.’
The circulation of Qi and Blood, the coordination of his limbs… all had a wonderful fluidity, as if a dull machine had been re-oiled.
‘Smooth, wonderful…’
‘Is this the feeling of the Proficient level?’
‘What would happen if I break through all twelve forms of Military Boxing, and even break through the Great Dragon Stake?’
He couldn’t help but feel a surge of anticipation.
“Warm-up is done, today’s class, we’ll continue with sparring!”
Xia Long strode in, glanced at Fang Xing, a trace of satisfaction appearing on his face before quickly disappearing, then he shouted: “Start grouping…”
“Teacher!”
At this time, a tall Caucasian student raised his hand—Cole!
“What is it?” Xia Long frowned.
“It’s like this, sparring with other students doesn’t have much effect on me, I want to ask Fang Xing for guidance!”
Cole looked at Fang Xing with undisguised hostility.
It was he who had been the teacher’s most valued student!
It was he whose Cannon Fist was close to small accomplishment!
How could he suddenly be surpassed by this former nobody in the class?
‘He’s still just a boy…too impulsive.’
Fang Xing remained expressionless, waving his hand to reassure Liu Wei.
“Specifying a sparring partner, huh?”
Xia Long stroked his chin, smiling with amusement: “Seems interesting, Fang Xing, what do you say?”
“I follow the teacher’s arrangement!”
Fang Xing answered indifferently.
“Then clear the area, you two go first.”
Xia Long nodded, letting the students clear a space.
Seeing this, Liu Wei looked at Fang Xing with worry.
“Awei…”
Bai Lianyin came to Liu Wei’s side: “Are you worried about Fang Xing?”
“Yes… Although A Xing has made rapid progress recently, but Cole… Cole… alas…”
Liu Wei looked at the sparring area: “But A Xing has plenty of experience taking a beating, he should be fine, right?”
Bai Lianyin watched the sparring area, a hint of curiosity in her clear eyes.
Ouyang Qianqian, imperceptibly glanced at the two. As a sensitive girl, she had long known about Liu Wei’s unspoken affection for her.
Unexpectedly, only a few days later? Her dog had run off with someone else!
Although she didn’t like Liu Wei, for some reason, she was very angry!
Immediately…
She quickly shifted her gaze to Fang Xing. The last time he had voluntarily conceded defeat, there had been no chance to spar again. Actually, she also wanted to try sparring with Fang Xing again.
“Begin!”
Xia Long looked at the two and spoke directly.
“Kid, you’ll know…”
Cole grinned, his body like a nimble bear, lunging forward in an instant.
Fang Xing felt the force of the oncoming wind, calmly raising his right hand.
Whoosh…
His Qi and Blood circulated, like gunpowder, igniting fiercely!
His five fingers closed together, launching like a cannonball!
Bow Stance Cannon Fist!
A shot worth a thousand gold!
Boom!
Like a cannonball firing, a loud bang echoed through the air, causing the nearby students to cover their ears, pain etched on their faces.
“Ah?”
Liu Wei stared in astonishment as Cole flew back even faster than he had come, revealing a look of shock…
(End of Chapter)
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