Deep into the night.
It was finally peaceful outside.
The last non-affiliate from Shanghai, who had persisted in practicing his Body Hardening Martial Arts at the inn, was also tired. After a loud roar, he stopped practicing and went upstairs to sleep.
In Zhang Ye's room.
Chenchen said, "Zhang Ye."
Zhang Ye looked over. "What?"
Chenchen said, "Why are you so wicked?"
Zhang Ye blinked and said, "Am I wicked?"
Chenchen said, "Zhang Ye, why do you always get unlucky wherever you go?"
"Me? I'm just helping out when I see injustice, ha!" Zhang Ye boasted shamelessly, "Did you see how your Uncle Zhang commanded the crowd just now? Did you see that? That's the power to rally people, that's the charisma of a person. How about it? In the end, you still have to pay our medical bills, right? "
Chenchen said, "Didn't you want 100,000 yuan? Isn't that your bottom line? "
Zhang Ye said nervously, "Why do I want 100,000 yuan? I should know when to stop."
Chenchen said, "Zhang Ye."
Zhang Ye said, "What?"
Chenchen looked at him and asked in a very serious manner, "Isn't this what they call a medical dispute on TV?"
Pfft!
Zhang Ye was floored!
Medical dispute, your sister! Does it have to be that bad?
"You brat, hurry up and go to sleep!" Zhang Ye rolled his eyes and harrumphed, "If you have the time, learn from your Uncle Zhang. Don't always learn from your aunt." But after saying that, Zhang Ye's face turned hot. What good was there to learn from him? He really did not teach her anything good today.
Chenchen nodded.
After settling Chenchen down, Zhang Ye watched her get into bed and fall asleep. Then he found a chair and sat down. He rubbed his arms and thighs in pain. He had suffered quite a few blows in today's fight, so it was really painful. After this fight, Zhang Ye had a more comprehensive understanding of the Chinese martial arts world. The conflicts between the sects, the status of the National Martial Arts Association, the overall number of members, and the level of martial arts in the Chinese martial arts world. He had a general understanding of all of these. In comparison, he was aware of his own martial arts. His mediocre skills were really not enough. Those disciples from large sects who had been practicing martial arts since they were young, even if they were ordinary, they would be at Zhang Ye's level. If they were slightly more talented, like that chicken thief from the Kunlun Sect today, Zhang Ye would not be able to beat them if they were to fight in a real fight!
He was still not good enough!
The crux of the matter was that his physical fitness could not keep up!
Tomorrow was the day of the National Martial Arts Conference, and Zhang Ye did not know if Old Rao would show up. In any case, from what he heard from the large sects' disciples during the meal, the situation did not look good. Many of them were here to deal with Rao Aimin, so Zhang Ye could not help but feel anxious. He did not know what the situation would be like tomorrow, but if something really happened, his martial arts skills would not be of much help. Not only would he not be able to help, it would also be difficult for him to even protect himself. After all, this was the highest level of the Chinese martial arts world, and all the hermits and experts of the martial arts world would be here.
No!
He had to improve his physical fitness!
Otherwise, he would not even be able to bring out the full potential of those hundred plus Taiji Fist Skill Experience Books. His strength and stamina were limiting his abilities!
What Zhang Ye felt right now was like a child with a unique skill. No matter how good you were at martial arts or how strong you were, with your physical limitations, you would not be able to beat an adult who was around the same level as you. This was something that was determined by objective conditions. Zhang Ye was in such a situation. He was a city-dweller who had gone through nine years of compulsory education. He did not even do the dishes, did not wash his clothes, and did not even pass his physical education classes. Even if he learned the Melancholic Sorrow Palm, he would not be able to do it! He would have to twist his waist again!
As such, Zhang Ye was left with only one choice!
— Lottery draw!
He opened up the game ring. It had been a long time since he had used the lottery draw function, so when Zhang Ye looked at it, he found it a little unfamiliar. But he quickly recalled it and hesitated for a while. He did not click on the Lottery Draw of the Two Categories, but chose the lowest one, the Compass Lottery Draw that cost 100,000 RMB per draw. Because today, Zhang Ye only wanted an item from the Stats Category. As long as it could improve his physical fitness, as long as it could help him build up his foundation, he would take as many as he could. Only by building up his foundation could he improve his martial arts skills!
Come on.
Let's give it a try first and see how lucky I am.
100,000 Reputation Points were used up. To him, who already had a total of 2.2 billion Reputation Points, it was just a drop in the bucket.
The wheel spun and the Lottery Draw began!
One round …
Two rounds …
Three rounds …
Zhang Ye went to the bathroom to get some fresh air and lit a cigarette. After taking a few puffs, the results of the Lottery Draw came out. The needle had really stopped at the Stats Category area. The Treasure Chest (Small) appeared. Zhang Ye opened it with a smile, wanting to try his luck. But when he opened the golden Treasure Chest's lid, he realized that there was nothing inside — it was empty. He had drawn the Lottery Draw for nothing! Zhang Ye did not know whether to laugh or cry. He had gotten off to a bad start! In the Lottery Draw of the Level 1 Lottery Draw, the chances of drawing an empty chest were very low. Even though Zhang Ye had drawn it many times, he had only managed to draw it once. This was the second time.
Again, let's try again.
Without another word, Zhang Ye tapped on the button to start the Lottery Draw!
The wheel moved!
Zhang Ye did not mind it too much this time. He just wanted to warm up for the first two rounds. When the needle stopped, Zhang Ye took a look and was very disappointed to find that it was a Consumption Category Treasure Chest. Although he had obtained quite a lot of good things from this Lottery Draw and had helped Zhang Ye a lot in the past, he really did not need them today. His goal was the Stats Category (Small) Treasure Chest. This was what he needed the most right now.
Since it's already opened, let's open it.
The Treasure Chest opened — and a familiar item appeared!
Lucky Bread — Increases the player's luck for five minutes.
Zhang Ye had won this item before and even obtained a Special Category Merchant Shop's authority: Lucky Halo. Actually, if he thought about it, the Lucky Halo's luck effects should be exactly the same as the Lucky Bread. It was the most basic form of luck. Of course, Zhang Ye had obtained an even more advanced version of the Lucky Halo's authority later on, so the current Lucky Halo had become the Lucky Halo (Upgraded).
Zhang Ye smiled. This item was not bad at all. It just so happened that he could not bear to spend so many Reputation Points to activate the upgraded version of the Lucky Halo for the Basic Category lottery draw. This Lucky Bread was just right for him!
Eat it! Activate! Go!
Zhang Ye immediately used the Lucky Bread!
Luck in Effect: Countdown: 4 minutes and 59 seconds.
Following that, Zhang Ye did not dare to waste any more Reputation Points. He immediately clicked on a new round of the lottery draw and waited for it to spin and spin!
One round …
Five rounds …
The needle slowed down!
Zhang Ye was very focused this time. His mind was constantly trying to guess where the needle would stop. Eh, it looks like it's going to stop at the Stats Category?
It's going to be you!
Zhang Ye quickly placed additional stakes. 100 stakes, 300 stakes, 500 stakes — he was hesitant at this point, but he still gritted his teeth like he was gambling. Fuck, if I'm playing, I'll go big!
1,000 additional stakes!
Including the original stake, he had a total of 1001 stakes!
One had to know that this was 100 million Reputation Points that Zhang Ye had created just like that!
Fruit of Strength!
Fruit of Strength!
It must be power!
Zhang Ye thought to himself. This was what he wanted the most right now, and also what he lacked the most!
The needle stopped. It was indeed the Stats Category! Zhang Ye took a deep breath and clenched his fists. Then he abruptly opened the Treasure Chest (Small)'s lid!
[Fruit of Stamina] 1,001: Permanently increases the player's stamina.
It's not power?
It's the Fruit of Stamina?
Haha, that's not bad either!
Zhang Ye felt a surge of excitement. There was no need to explain how important stamina was to a martial artist. This was also the most basic physical fitness that Zhang Ye desperately needed. All martial arts experts had to have extremely good stamina, as it was very useful. For example, when running for their lives, they would be able to run further than others.
Of course, it would also be useful in a duel!
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