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Chapter 42: Shooting in the Wrong Place...
【You've engaged in a practical combat training session. Fitness Experience +188】
【You've participated in a practical combat training session and found pleasure in taking a beating. Health Experience +78】
【You've taken part in a practical combat training session. Aiming Experience +109】
【You've participated in a practical combat training session. Close Combat Experience +267】
【You've engaged in a practical combat training session. Power Control Experience +219】
【Aiming has been upgraded to Lv3 (8/800)】
Xue Jing lay on the ground, finding even breathing extremely difficult. Not a single muscle in his body could muster even half the strength to move.
Exhausted.
In his entire life, including his previous one, he had never felt this tired.
Yet, amidst the exhaustion, a strange sense of satisfaction and pleasure emerged.
It was his brain secreting endorphins, rewarding him for his hard work.
Li Qi looked at Xue Jing, sprawled on the ground, unable to move, with a comforting smile.
With his keen eyes, he could tell that this wasn't laziness or avoidance but a state that came from truly giving it his all and reaching his limits.
Talent, temperament, and willpower.
The disciple before him possessed all the qualities of a budding martial artist, and each exceeded his expectations.
Meng Qingjiao approached Xue Jing, lying on the ground, and confirmed that he wouldn't be getting up anytime soon. She then gently walked over, knelt down, and stroked the back of his head, now damp with sweat.
It seemed like she was offering comfort and praise.
"..."
Li Qi smiled at her and said, "Let's call it a day. Qingjiao, you go ahead and have some dinner."
Meng Qingjiao nodded, stroked Xue Jing's head once more, and then stood up and left the training room.
"How do you feel?" Li Qi asked with a smile.
Xue Jing barely managed to squeeze out some energy to speak, his voice muffled as he said, "I feel great."
Li Qi burst into hearty laughter.
...
The next morning, at exactly 5 a.m., Xue Jing opened his eyes promptly, not a second early or late.
【Early to bed and early to rise. Health Experience +38】
【Health upgraded to Lv3 (3/800)】
Instantly, Xue Jing felt his spirits lift, and a warm current seemed to flow through his body. He was brimming with energy, not at all like someone who had just woken up.
He took a moment to reflect on how exhausted he had been the night before, verging on collapse, but now he couldn't feel a hint of that fatigue, as if yesterday's intense training had never happened.
He was fully rejuvenated.
What is this health skill? Xue Jing smiled and happily reached out to pet the cat.
"Hmm?"
His hand met with empty air, and when he lifted the blanket, he found that the cat wasn't on the bed.
He had been waking up and petting the cat every morning lately, and now that he couldn't, he felt a little lost.
Xue Jing got up, left the room, and walked into the living room. As he turned on the light, he saw the cat walking in from the balcony.
"Hmm? Teacher Wan, did you just go out?"
Xue Jing asked, puzzled.
The cat shook its body, arched its back, stretched lazily, yawned, and said sleepily,
"I had to take care of some things... I'm tired. I'm going back to sleep."
Without waiting for Xue Jing's reply, the cat darted into the room in a few quick strides, burrowed into Xue Jing's blanket, and snuggled up to the residual warmth of the bed, falling into a deep sleep.
Xue Jing was curious, but he had promised Ning Fengwan that he wouldn't pry into her affairs, so he didn't ask further questions.
After freshening up in the bathroom, Xue Jing changed into a tracksuit and went out for a run.
An hour later.
The alarm on his watch vibrated, and Xue Jing slowed to a gentle stop, breathing lightly.
【You've completed a long-distance run. Running Experience +258】
【Running upgraded to Lv5 (57/2000)】
One of the first skills he had activated had finally reached Lv5.
Xue Jing quickly squatted down, swung his arms back, lifted his heels, and leaped forward, covering a significant distance.
He turned to look and estimated that he had jumped almost four and a half meters.
"The world record for the long jump on Earth in my past life... I think it was over three meters, right?" Xue Jing wondered, unsure.
His leg explosive power had already far surpassed the limits of an ordinary person, and he hadn't even exerted his full strength yet.
Shaking his head, Xue Jing returned home, took a shower, cooked breakfast, ate his fill, and left some for the cat before heading out to the Dragon Concealment Dojo.
He took the bus to the office building, rode the elevator to the seventeenth floor, and without any hesitation, made his way straight to the training room.
To his surprise, as he pushed open the door, he found a short-haired beauty already seated inside the room.
Meng Qingjiao sat upright on the solid wood floor, holding a triple-stacked giant hamburger, quietly munching away.
Several crumpled hamburger wrappers were scattered on the floor, indicating that she had already devoured quite a few.
"..."
Seeing Xue Jing enter, Meng Qingjiao nodded at him and then began to eat faster, her lips smeared with grease, and the tip of her pointed nose dotted with some yellow cheese sauce.
"Senior Meng, are you here to help me with my training?" Xue Jing asked with a smile as he sat down in front of her.
Meng Qingjiao nodded as she continued eating, making unintelligible sounds of agreement.
Seeing how much she seemed to enjoy eating, Xue Jing thought for a moment before speaking, "Senior Meng, next time I'll cook something for you. I'm actually quite a good cook."
According to Chen Fuguang, Meng Qingjiao was usually very busy, but she still took the time to help him with his combat training, so he felt he should reciprocate in some way.
Xue Jing opened his panel to check his cooking skill.
【Cooking Lv3 (501/800)】
Although he hadn't deliberately practiced this skill, his daily cooking had steadily increased his experience by a few hundred points each day.
While he couldn't claim to be on par with a master chef, at the very least, when it came to home-cooked meals, he could prepare a wide variety of dishes, and the taste was always excellent.
Meng Qingjiao's eyes lit up slightly at his offer, and she nodded, her eyebrows raised.
She popped the last bite of the hamburger into her mouth, crumpled the wrapper, and tossed it onto the floor. Then, she reached out and ruffled Xue Jing's hair.
This seemed to be her way of showing affection.
After messing up his hair, the short-haired beauty stood up, took a few steps back, and struck a 'come at me' pose with one hand behind her back.
"Shouldn't Senior Meng take a break after eating?" Xue Jing asked with concern.
Meng Qingjiao shook her head and rubbed her stomach, indicating that she was fine.
Since she insisted she was alright, Xue Jing could only agree, and he stood up as well, saying, "Be careful, Senior Meng." Then, he lunged towards her.
In the training room, a new round of combat training began.
...
Three days later.
In the training room, Xue Jing and Meng Qingjiao were engaged in an intense sparring session, their fists and feet connecting in a rapid exchange.
Unlike before, after three days of intense combat training, Xue Jing had gained a certain degree of real combat experience. Combined with the boost from his skills, his fighting style had improved significantly. His punches and kicks whistled through the air, creating sharp, shrill sounds as they rained down on Meng Qingjiao.
The latter maintained her usual calm and indifferent expression, blocking Xue Jing's attacks with precise movements, neither too much nor too little.
Anyone with knowledge of martial arts could tell that she was using her absolute strength advantage to feed her opponent openings, rather than actually fighting evenly.
Xue Jing threw a straight punch towards Meng Qingjiao's chest, which was momentarily exposed. However, she quickly blocked it, grabbing his wrist and preventing him from advancing any further. His fist was just an inch away from her chest.
A glint flashed in Xue Jing's eyes as he finally spotted a true opening.
He activated his breathing technique, channeling his energy to the tip of his outstretched finger. With his fist just an inch away from her chest, he pinched his thumb and forefinger together and snapped his fingers!
"Pa!"
There was a loud, explosive sound, and the force traveled through his fingertips.
Xue Jing's expression changed as he felt a soft, squishy sensation.
...
(End of Chapter)
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