An Sheng also felt strange. He turned to look at Yang Fan. "Did the sun rise from the west? Aren't you tired of pretending? Do you think you can learn it just by widening your eyes?"
"Scram!" Yang Fan glared at Little Fatty. "Do you think I'm still the salted fish from before? Let me tell you, from today onwards, I'm going to be rich. A mere Barbaric Ox Fist won't stump me! "
An Sheng curled his lips.
This guy is getting cocky.
You've just awakened your spiritual force and you dare to boast so shamelessly. Do you think you're so awesome? Don't you see that I'm already a first level Spirit Reader Master and I still don't dare to be so arrogant?
Spiritual talent and martial talent are two completely different concepts. Even if your spiritual talent is high enough to break through the heavens, your martial talent will still be zero when it's supposed to be zero.
After three years of being the "Shame of South China", Yang Fan's martial talent had been fully verified. An Sheng didn't believe that this guy could be like him, able to endure humiliation and pretend to be a fool for three years without showing any flaws.
"Up to you, but I'll give you a word of advice. The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. People should accept their fate when it's time to accept it. You usually work so hard, but in the end, aren't you still stuck at the second level of Martial Disciple? This is life, brother! "
After earnestly advising Yang Fan, An Sheng lowered his head, closed his eyes, and entered into sleep mode.
Yang Fan didn't pay attention to him. His gaze was focused on Huang Zhong's every move.
In front of the stage, Huang Zhong had already started the Barbaric Ox Fist. "Barbaric Ox Drinking Water", "Barbaric Ox Looking at the Sky", "Barbaric Ox Looking Back", "Barbaric Ox Piercing the Heart", one move after another, like moving clouds and flowing water.
It had to be said that although Huang Zhong's character was a bit lacking, his martial cultivation was incomparably strong. It was said that he had already reached the sixth level of Martial Master. In the entire third year of high school, he was definitely one of the top few existences.
A common level technique, when used by a sixth level Martial Master like him, burst with strength. The image of a Barbaric Ox was faintly discernible within the strength of his fist.
There were four realms of martial arts: Novice, Expert, Perfection, and Ascension.
Huang Zhong's attainments in the Barbarian Bull Fist had at least reached the proficient level, or even the half-step to perfection level. Otherwise, he would not have been able to produce that faintly discernible Barbarian Bull Phantom.
With a single punch, a barbaric bull appeared.
Only when the martial skill reached the Great Perfection Stage would the image of the Barbarian Bull become solid. When the fist was thrown out, it was like a real Barbarian Bull pouncing over, extremely domineering.
All the students in Class 29, except for An Sheng, were watching intently. The college entrance examination was imminent, and they would not let go of any opportunity to improve their strength.
After three minutes, the whole set of Barbarian Bull demonstration was completed. Huang Zhong easily stopped, and his expression was filled with pride.
In the entire South China Martial Arts School, there was no one else other than him who could train the Barbarian Bull Fist to the Small Perfection level and create a shadow of a Barbarian Bull from the fist force. He had the right to be proud.
Raising his eyes and sweeping the hall, he loudly said to everyone, "Now, you guys try to practice it yourselves. If there's anything you don't understand, you can ask me at any time."
After saying that, Huang Zhong unexpectedly swept his gaze over Yang Fan and An Sheng's position. He saw that Yang Fan had not slept today, and his eyes were bright and his face was filled with excitement. It was as if he had really learned something from the martial arts demonstration just now.
"A loser will always be a loser. No matter how seriously you listen or how well you pretend, the result will not change."
Lightly shaking his head, Huang Zhong no longer paid attention to him. He no longer had any hope for this student who had caused him to be the last class director for three years in a row.
There was only one month left. A month later, after the Gaokao, this "Shame of South China" would completely disappear from his sight. At that time, he would be completely free.
Putting aside Yang Fan, Huang Zhong's gaze fell on Yan Han and Hua Yue. These two little guys were now Level 9 Martial Disciples. They were only one step away from refining blood and gathering spirit. If they could successfully break through to Level 1 Martial Master before the Gaokao, Jinghua University or Federation Martial Arts University would be a sure thing.
Yang Fan sat in the same place, motionless. The System's notifications kept ringing in his ears.
"You've observed others' martial arts and gained enlightenment. You've learned Mortal Level martial arts — Barbarian Bull Fist. Vitality + 10, Strength + 10, Agility + 3, Lethality + 100. Initial skill proficiency + 100. Current skill proficiency (1001000), Lethality (100100). "
"You've observed Instructor Huang Zhong's concentrated martial arts demonstration and gained enlightenment. Your understanding of Barbarian Bull Fist has greatly improved. Skill proficiency + 100."
"You've observed Instructor Huang Zhong's concentrated martial arts demonstration and gained enlightenment. Your understanding of Barbarian Bull Fist has greatly improved. Skill proficiency + 100."
"…"
"Ding! Congratulations, Host. Barbarian Bull Fist skill proficiency has reached 1000. Barbarian Bull Fist has reached the Proficient level. Your understanding of Barbarian Bull Fist has deepened. Vitality + 30, Strength + 20, Agility + 10, Lethality + 500. Skill proficiency + 500. Current skill proficiency (150010000), Lethality (600600). "
"You've observed Instructor Huang Zhong's concentrated martial arts demonstration and gained enlightenment. Your understanding of Barbarian Bull Fist has greatly improved. Skill proficiency + 50."
"…"
Huang Zhong had been on stage for three minutes, but Yang Fan's skill proficiency had not stopped. Although Huang Zhong's practice experience had decreased by half after reaching the Proficient level of Barbarian Bull Fist, it was still quite impressive as it accumulated over and over again.
By the time Huang Zhong finished his demonstration and left the stage, Yang Fan's Barbarian Bull Fist skill proficiency had already soared to the delightful level of 355010000.
This was definitely the best time Yang Fan had ever had to raise his skill proficiency. Even in the game, his skill had never improved so quickly.
This was the difference between having someone teach him and learning by himself. If he had a few more of these martial arts demonstrations, his Barbarian Bull Fist might even reach the Great Perfection level!
Yang Fan's heart was excited. His eyes shone brightly. Just as he was about to stand up and ask Huang Zhong for a few more words, the sound of a system notification rang in his ears.
"Ding! Detected that Host has both Seven Killing Fist and Barbarian Bull Fist. Similar skills have fused. Secondary skill Seven Killing Fist has been melted and refined. Mortal skill Barbarian Bull Fist's effects have been strengthened. Skill proficiency has greatly increased. Vitality + 30, Strength + 15, Agility + 10, Lethality + 500. Skill proficiency + 999, Strengthening effect + 1. Current skill proficiency (454910000), Lethality (11001100). "
Great!
Yang Fan clenched his fists. He never thought that different fist techniques could be fused together. This was too awesome!
Not to mention the stacked proficiency, just the lethality of the Barbarian Bull Fist after the fusion was strengthened. Although they were all proficient in the Barbarian Bull Fist, Yang Fan's Barbarian Bull Fist had 500 points more lethality than other people's Barbarian Bull Fist. With such a huge difference, who could be his opponent in a battle of the same type of fist techniques?
"Ding! Congratulations to Host for reaching the requirements for promotion. Host has successfully advanced to level 3 Martial Disciple! Physical fitness has greatly increased. Vitality + 10, Strength + 20, Vitality + 20, Agility + 20. "
His body went limp and numb. Yang Fan couldn't help but let out a soft moan. The students around him were so shocked that they all trembled. This guy had nothing better to do. They were in class right now!
Huang Zhong, as well as some of the more sensitive students, couldn't help but turn their heads to look at Yang Fan. They could feel some fluctuations coming from Yang Fan's boiling blood.
Did he just advance?
Good lord, after holding it in for ten years, he finally managed to hold it in.
However, what was the use of advancing? He only went from a level 2 Apprentice to a level 3 Apprentice. He was still a good-for-nothing, a bottom-feeder existence!
Huang Zhong shook his head slightly. He didn't feel happy at all. In fact, he even felt some resentment. Why was it Yang Fan who advanced? Even if it was An Sheng beside him, he would still be somewhat gratified.
"Holy shit!"
An Sheng, who was in the middle of a dream, was also awakened by the fluctuations of blood. When he opened his eyes and saw that the fluctuations of blood came from Yang Fan's body, he couldn't help but cry out in surprise.
"Yang Fan, did you f * cking eat the elixirs or something? How could you advance just like that?!"
Others didn't know what advancing to a level 3 Martial Disciple meant to Yang Fan, but as Yang Fan's deskmate and best friend, An Sheng had always kept an eye on Yang Fan's performance these past three years.
Advancing to a level 3 Martial Disciple and breaking through his own limits had long since become an obsession imprinted in Yang Fan's bones that he couldn't get rid of.
For this reason, Yang Fan had continuously undergone high-intensity inhuman training for three years. The time he spent on basic breathing exercises was twice as long as the other students, and the intensity of his basic fist and movement exercises was five times more than the other students!
Although this guy was a good-for-nothing, his self-esteem was as strong as his stubbornness and willpower. It was ridiculously strong.
He didn't want others to know that he was a good-for-nothing who worked so hard to cultivate but still couldn't break through. Therefore, all of his cultivation and training would be secretly carried out behind everyone's backs. He was silent and didn't make a fuss. Even if everyone pointed at his nose and called him the "Shame of South China", he didn't think of giving up at all.
Why did he often skip classes? Why was he always sleepy in class? It was as if he never had enough sleep.
This was the reason!
Laughable self-esteem, and the persistence of a fool.
But often, it would make An Sheng, who discovered his secret, tremble in his heart.
There were a few times when An Sheng even made up his mind to immerse himself in training like Yang Fan, to show those who had always looked down on him what it meant to amaze the world with a single brilliant feat.
However, every time he cultivated with Yang Fan for an hour, he would give up dejectedly. He felt that being a salted fish was actually pretty good. At least it wouldn't be so tiring, right?
This kind of training intensity that could make An Sheng's liver tremble uncontrollably, Yang Fan persisted for three years, but he still couldn't break through as he wished.
If one's talent wasn't enough, work hard to make up for it. This was an inspirational saying that applied to most martial artists, but to Yang Fan, it was like a joke.
The cultivation barrier in Yang Fan's body was as strong as iron. Even after nearly ten years of wear and tear, it didn't wear out a single crack.
But today.
In such an ordinary martial arts class, Yang Fan actually broke through!
How could An Sheng not be surprised? How could he not feel happy for Yang Fan?
This fellow had finally gotten what he wanted after all the hardships were over!
"Hahaha, it was just a fluke. It's not worth mentioning, not worth mentioning! Hahaha … "
Yang Fan couldn't help but laugh out loud. His face was about to burst out into a chrysanthemum.
Ten years of long-cherished wish, fulfilled in one day!
He was the only one who could understand the joy and sorrow he felt.
"Yang Fan!" Huang Zhong frowned and whispered to Yang Fan, "Breaking through to the third level of Martial Disciple is indeed a happy thing, but be careful not to affect the other students."
"Huh?"
Yang Fan quickly shut his mouth, but the smile on his face couldn't be restrained. In the eyes of Huang Zhong and the other students, after breaking through to the third level of Martial Disciple, he was still a good-for-nothing, and the impact was insignificant.
But in his heart, this breakthrough had extraordinary significance. This was a starting point!
A starting point that he wanted to take advantage of and step onto the endless peak!
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