Satisfied, Garon took off his gloves and walked to Irwin's side.
"Looks like I'll be able to catch up to you soon, Senior Irwin."
"Do you think you're the only one who's improving?" Irwin pretended to look at him with disdain. "Alright, let's not talk about this. You still have to go home for dinner, right? Go back quickly. It's a bit far from the main dojo to the city. There won't be any more buses later. "
"Alright, then I'll be going first." Garon was aware of the situation. After saying goodbye to the other two, he walked out of the door with ease. He crossed the field and exited the main dojo with a few other students.
The White Cloud Dojo was only a dojo in Huaishan City. There were a total of two branches and one main dojo. The branches were all located in the city, and only the main dojo was located in the suburbs. It was quite a distance away from Garon's house on Blue Tree Street.
After much difficulty, they managed to hail a carriage. Garon squeezed in with another female student who was on the way. They drove along the gray cobblestone road towards the city.
Sitting on the right side of the carriage, Garon relaxed and leaned against the back of the leather seat. He raised his head and closed his eyes to rest. The crisp sound of horse hooves echoed in his ears, one after another.
The female student beside him took out a book and flipped through it page by page. The sound of pages being flipped could be heard every once in a while.
In a daze, Garen slowly fell into a state of half-awake and half-asleep state.
After an unknown amount of time had passed, suddenly, for some unknown reason, there was a slight commotion in the surroundings. He slowly woke up and looked out of the carriage.
The black-haired girl beside him was also looking to the left. A group of children dressed in colorful clothes ran past the carriage, laughing and playing. The children from Zhejiang held red, yellow, and green gift boxes in their hands.
"Today's Children's Day …" Garon suddenly realized.
"It passed yesterday, but some families celebrate it at night. It's safer that way." The black-haired girl turned around and sat up straight. She glanced at Garon. "Where are you getting off?"
"I'm getting off at Pennington."
"This is already Black Tree Street. We'll be at Pennington in a minute. "
Only then did Garon notice that the buildings outside had turned gray. The surfaces of the buildings were engraved with reliefs, and there were two rows of black-leaved trees on both sides of the road.
"Thank you for reminding me. Pennington Street is just ahead. Sir, please stop here."
"Alright."
The black carriage slowly came to a stop at the corner of Pennington Street. Garon jumped down from the carriage and paid the driver. He straightened his slightly wrinkled clothes and walked towards Dolphin Antiques at the corner of the street.
The faint red sunlight shone into the shop, making the whole antique shop red.
The old man was still sitting in front of the bookshelf opposite the door, lying on the desk and dozing off.
Garon walked in without alerting him. He walked to the left side of the room where the Bronze Cross Medal was placed.
He picked up the medal and looked at it carefully again. The surface of the medal was covered with a faint layer of oil, but it didn't matter. With the medal in hand, Garon's attention shifted to the attribute pane at the bottom of his vision.
Although he had already used up 100% of his Potential Attribute, after so many days of 'accumulation', there was not a single day that was an exception. Hence, Garen's Potential Attribute was now at 47%.
"You again …" Old Man Gregor's voice came from behind. "You come here every day. If you like it so much, why don't you buy it and look at it slowly?"
"Aren't I saving money? I'm just an ordinary student. Do you think it's possible for me to take out such a large sum of money? "Garon retorted without turning his head.
"Whatever. Anyway, it's a good chance to increase the popularity of my shop. Remember the old rules, ten dollars an hour."
"I know, I know! You're crazy about money! "Garon was speechless.
After holding the medal for more than an hour, the sky outside gradually darkened. Seeing that his potential had slowly increased, Garen reluctantly put down the medal.
"Remember to protect it well. I'll come again next time!"
"I know! Get out of here! You're even more naggy than me! "The old man impatiently waved his hand." If you leave, I'll close the shop too! "
"Serves you right for not having any business!" Garon had been with the old man for a long time and knew his temper. At first, they were polite to each other, but after they got to know each other better, they started to talk freely.
*****
Time passed day by day. More than two weeks had passed.
Garon repeated his life between school, the antique shop, and the martial arts center. His potential steadily increased, and soon it broke through 100%. He could use new attribute points.
But he hadn't decided what to add this time. Originally, he had planned to increase his subjects, but unfortunately, not all skills could be forcefully increased with attribute points.
Only a few special skills could be upgraded. The others, such as national studies and foreign languages, were not available. These subjects didn't even have advanced teaching materials, and Garon didn't have any relevant memories. Naturally, he couldn't understand them.
He also vaguely felt that his attribute points could only be upgraded in the skills that he knew.
In short, if he only learned one level of the White Cloud Secret Technique, he didn't know the other levels. He had to learn more to upgrade it. Under such circumstances, attribute points couldn't be upgraded by force. That was because he didn't know how to upgrade it in the future.
Attribute points and natural abilities, Garen concluded by himself. It was more like a way to develop and excavate his own potential. It was just that he used this attribute method to manifest it.
So, if he wanted to upgrade his skills, he had to completely understand the content of the next level. If he didn't, he wouldn't be able to upgrade it.
Putting aside his own development and his relationship with his sister, Ying Er, ever since the fight that day, Ying Er was always in a hurry and didn't dare to say much when they contacted each other. Her appearance. Garon didn't know how Ying Er was doing, but he felt that she was more awkward than before. After the meal, Ying Er quickly cleaned up the plates and then quickly hid in her room. She didn't say anything to Garon.
In the blink of an eye, the mid-term exam was coming. The Federation's schools had three semesters a year, so each semester was very short. Ying Er was also about to start the archery competition.
Garon did some revision. Anyway, only the results of the third-year exam were important. He didn't care about the other semesters. After all, university wasn't the only way to go. In addition, the mathematics and physics subjects here were ridiculously easy. He only used ten days to completely upgrade two subjects to the advanced level. He also reached the beginner level in Chinese Studies and Foreign Languages through memorization.
After upgrading his intelligence, his memory and comprehension were also better than before. Coupled with his adult mentality and mind, his results were definitely much better than Garon's. If it wasn't for the fact that he didn't focus on his studies, he might have been able to reach the level of a top student.
*****
In the afternoon, the pale yellow sun shone on Pennington Street. Both sides of the street were deserted. Only a few pedestrians happened to pass by, all of them wearing thick windbreakers.
Two black cars were parked by the side of the road. The shiny bodies of the cars reflected a pale yellow light. In one of the cars, the driver was sleeping soundly on the steering wheel.
On the right side of the street, a purple-haired, red-eyed boy was rubbing his hands as he strode forward. His hair was already a little long, hanging from his temples to his chin. The purple hair covered his entire face and was blown back by the wind from time to time. He wore a pale gray sweater and trousers, which accentuated his fair skin.
The boy raised his head and looked at the advertising banner on a building in the distance.
The red banner read, "September 21st to 25th, Elizabeth Jewelry will be having a Golden Autumn Sale. Discounts range from 10% to 50%."
"It's already September? Time flies … "Garon quickened his pace. He was on his way to the antique shop. It had been a few days since the deadline that Old Man Gregor had mentioned. Because he was a new disciple of the dojo, he had to wait for a quarter before he could participate in the internal competition. Therefore, he couldn't participate in the competition to earn money.
He didn't earn enough money, but the other buyer that Old Man Gregor mentioned didn't appear either. Garon had no qualms about absorbing potential from the medal for one or two hours every day.
"It's better to use attribute points to upgrade skills than to improve my own attributes." Garon analyzed carefully. "Skills can be upgraded through mastery. Unless it's a very difficult skill to upgrade, it's better to use it on my own attributes in the future. This kind of upgrade is a long-term upgrade. If I used some attribute points on physics or mathematics before this, I could easily reach an advanced level later on. That would be a huge loss. At most, it would save me some time. But it's better to use it on White Cloud Secret Arts, which is very difficult to upgrade … "
Garon glanced at the attribute pane at the bottom of his vision.
His strength had increased by two points. Now it was 0.52. His potential was at 124%.
"The increase in strength was achieved through my secret training. It was also partly due to my daily strength training. Also, the attribute ability seems to have the effect of strengthening the body. My body won't be weakened if I don't train for a long time. "
He looked at the skill pane.
White Cloud Secret Arts: Intermediate Basic Fighting Arts: Beginner Explosive Fist Arts: Uninitiated
"Only official disciples can learn the beginner fist arts, Explosive Fist Arts, and the intermediate White Cloud Secret Arts. Both of them can be upgraded with attribute points. " Garon was a little hesitant. "Explosive Fist Arts can maximize the integration of the whole body's strength. The strength of the fist can increase by three times. It's an upgraded version of the basic fighting arts. Usually, it takes at least two years to master the beginner level. After mastering it, the skin will become very tough. Even without gloves, you can punch a sandbag with your bare hands without getting injured. White Cloud Secret Arts is the most basic of the basics. It's very effective over a long period of time. It's said that it takes more than ten years to master it to the advanced level. Also, it requires extraordinary talent … "
Garon was very interested in the martial arts of this world. The martial arts here were very similar to the Chinese martial arts of his previous life on Earth. However, it was much more popular than Chinese martial arts. Although it was also difficult to train and produce results, it was not a problem for him who had a special ability.
In his previous life, he wanted to learn martial arts to strengthen his body. However, he did not have the conditions. Now that he had fulfilled all the conditions, his interest was greatly piqued. He was almost completely immersed in it.
"Fortunately, I have the medal. I can slowly accumulate attribute points. If I continue like this, I can upgrade White Cloud Secret Arts first. Then, I can upgrade Explosive Fist Arts to the advanced level. At that time, I can definitely reach the top of the dojo! The entire White Cloud Dojo Master has only trained Explosive Fist Arts to the third stage, and White Cloud Secret Arts is only at the advanced level. I haven't completely mastered it yet.
"As long as I continue to upgrade with the medal, I only need five attribute points to upgrade my martial arts skills to the same level as the Dojo Master!"
By the time he recovered from his excitement, he had already reached the corner at the end of Pennington Street. Unlike usual, the entrance of Dolphin Antiques was a little messy today.
He quickened his pace and entered the shop. He was slightly surprised.
The shop was in a mess. Antiques and some old trinkets were scattered all over the floor. It was a mess.
A man and a woman in trench coats were standing at the entrance. They were asking the old man something.
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