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Chapter 118: The Gravity Ring That Makes You Stronger
Chapter 118: The Gravity Ring That Makes You Stronger (Seeking Monthly Votes)
Afternoon, Martial Arts Class
Inside the Martial Arts Classroom, classes had just begun. The top thirty students by rank had returned to their respective Martial Arts Training Halls to practice. Others trained independently in corners of the room, honing their techniques.
Zhang Cheng strolled through the classroom with his hands clasped behind his back. By the second half of Senior Year, he’d taught everything he could teach. The rest depended on individual practice and self-discovery. His role had become increasingly advisory—primarily monitoring students’ training now.
“Teacher, I have a question!” Lin Qi suddenly stepped forward, his expression serious.
“What is it?”
“You’re the current top martial artist at Second High School. What more could you possibly need to ask?” Zhang Cheng said, his brow furrowing.
“I’ve been feeling my spear techniques aren’t improving fast enough,” Lin Qi admitted.
“Not fast enough?” Zhang Cheng shook his head. “You’ve already reached first place in the entire school. There are barely three people in Tianhai City stronger than you.”
He sighed, shaking his head at Lin Qi’s ridiculous complaint. Then, meeting Lin Qi’s determined gaze, he added, “You prodigies never settle for the status quo.”
“Decades ago, when Disaster Beasts invaded, martial arts were in their infancy. To boost vital energy stats and martial prowess, people devised countless training methods.”
“Some of these techniques evolved into practices still used today.”
“Lin Qi, have you heard of gravity chambers?”
Lin Qi nodded. He was well aware of them.
“Survival of the fittest. When humans face danger, our bodies instinctively evolve to adapt to environmental threats. After Primordial Energy emerged and martial arts advanced, this evolutionary instinct intensified.”
“Gravity chambers use technology to simulate high-gravity environments, stressing the body to unlock potential. But they’re rare resources—only available at universities.”
Lin Qi nodded again. Even the Martial Arts Pavilion didn’t have one. Or rather, they did, but he wasn’t qualified to use it.
Zhang Cheng smiled. “Such precious resources are beyond our reach. But we can still manage a ‘poor man’s gravity chamber.’”
“Before the Martial Arts Epoch, athletes used weighted training. We’ve kept that tradition alive.”
He extended his right hand, manipulating his smartwatch to project a green holographic screen. It displayed an image of a silver, hollow cylindrical metal ring.
“This is Crimson Vault Martial Arts Pavilion’s Gravity Ring, forged from lead, iron, and special alloys. Its one defining trait—”
“It’s heavy.”
“The lightest models weigh ten jin individually—twenty jin per pair. Worn on arms and legs, they’re incredibly effective for improving vital energy stats and martial arts skills.”
“Train with them for a while, and you’ll find your spear techniques reach a new level.”
Lin Qi nodded, realizing this was the classic method of weighted training.
“Thank you for your guidance, Teacher!”
Zhang Cheng warned, “Don’t overdo it. Start with lighter Gravity Rings.”
“Too much weight can damage your bones.”
“I understand. Thank you again, Teacher!”
As Lin Qi turned to leave, Zhang Cheng watched his retreating figure thoughtfully.
“Weighted training… hardly anyone uses it anymore.”
“These days, regular training is grueling enough. Adding Gravity Rings? Most people’s willpower couldn’t endure it.”
“Better to take the steady path—wait until university, train in gravity chambers, and enjoy tenfold accelerated growth.”
“I wonder if Lin Qi can handle it…”
…
Back in his Martial Arts Training Hall, Lin Qi logged into the Crimson Heaven Residence app on his phone and searched for Gravity Rings.
The app quickly displayed images and prices. Though few had purchased them, the price was steep.
Each ten-jin limb ring cost 20,000 Xia Kingdom Credits. A full set of four rings—two for arms, two for legs—totalled 80,000 credits.
Lin Qi input his physical measurements and placed the order. Delivery was scheduled for that afternoon.
…
That evening, inside B123 Martial Arts Training Hall at Crimson Vault Martial Arts Pavilion:
“Master, your package arrived!” Xiaochan’s hologram announced.
“Thanks, Xiaochan!”
Lin Qi changed into his training uniform and opened the delivery box. Inside was a sleek black metal case.
Opening it revealed four smooth, gleaming black rings. Each was hollow, three millimeters thick. The rings opened at the center with specialized clasps.
He fastened them on his wrists and ankles. The ten-jin weight was light enough to feel barely noticeable—cool against his skin with a slight gap between metal and flesh.
As he moved, he noticed the difference.
“Whoosh—”
Swinging arms and legs, the Gravity Rings hissed softly against the air.
His speed and agility undeniably slowed under the added resistance.
When he lifted the Thunderhorn Longspear, the change became stark. Holding it straight overhead, his single arm now bore 60 jin of weight.
Heavy.
Lin Qi exhaled sharply, feeling the strain in his limbs. A dull ache built quickly.
“Shuaa— Shuaa!!”
The spear trembled faintly, the tip vibrating wildly as he thrust forward, slicing the air with a shrill whistle.
“10… 12… 13!”
He stopped. His arms trembled, veins bulging. Sweat poured from his face.
“Before, I could strike fifteen times per second. Now, only thirteen with the rings.”
“Ten jin’s weight definitely slowed me.”
But he grinned. This was good.
The rings made training exhausting, his wrists aching.
Exactly what he needed.
When he recovered his fifteen-strike pace with the rings, removing them might let him hit seventeen—ushering in a dramatic leap in strength.
“I’ll wear these Gravity Rings constantly.”
“Let my body fully adapt to their weight, and my power will surge.”
Lin Qi had made his decision. Who said Gravity Rings were too harsh? This tool was perfect.
The only obstacle was willpower—his greatest strength.
He seized the Thunderhorn Longspear again and resumed training.
With his Dragon Vigor Tiger Might innate talent and Recovery Pod, daily fatigue would vanish by morning.
His next goal: the monthly assessment two weeks away.
…
Time passed quietly. Senior Year students focused on martial arts alone.
With just three months left before graduation, all their efforts concentrated on this final stretch.
Unknown to them, the first monthly assessment of the semester had arrived.
At 7:30 PM, after enduring a day of academic exams, the Elite Class gathered in the Martial Arts Classroom.
Zhang Cheng stood beside the Vital Energy Analyzer, his gaze sweeping over the group. No words were needed—tension thickened the air.
“Four weeks since school started. Just two months remain.”
“Tonight, we’ll test your progress.”
“Vital Energy tests begin now. Step forward when your name is called.”
The moment he finished speaking, hearts in the room quickened.
Some trembled with nerves, others brimmed with anticipation.
Lin Qi stood calmly in their midst, arms crossed, face unreadable.
“First up, Liu Yiheng!”
…
(End of Chapter)
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