The purple sun shone down on Donglu Town's barren land. It seemed to give this small town, which was situated in the quasi-safe zone, a glimmer of vitality.
As one stood on the yellow field in Donglu Town, one could see the sky in the distance, which looked like broken glass, as well as the faintly discernible huge mountain behind it.
The scientists had concluded that the huge mountain wasn't in the void.
It was the Devil's Mountain. If you didn't behave, you would be thrown up there! These were the words adults used to scare kids.
It was the Mountain of Riches. Climbing up the mountain would lead to endless riches! These were the words adventurers used to say enthusiastically.
It was the Mountain of Splintering Spirits. Countless orphans and widows gazed at the boundless mountains with resentment. Their fathers and husbands had all been buried there.
"Shen Yulang, 354 kilos. Pass!"
"Zhu Ming, 261 kilos. Fail!"
…
"Luo Yunyang, 542 kilos. Excellent!"
On the training ground, which was made of black and purple soil, a young man dressed in a coarse blue shirt, with a face that could not be called handsome but was full of elegance, swung his fist and hit the target, causing a burst of cheers.
"Luo Yunyang is really abnormal. It's only been a month, yet his strength has increased to 250 kilos. Maybe he really can become a martialist."
"Yeah, he's only 15 years old. By the time he's 20, his strength will probably reach 500 kilos. Becoming a martialist will be easy!"
"I wonder if he has a girlfriend. I'm sure she's attracted to him!"
As the crowd discussed this, another young man walked over. His clothes were the same color as the others, but the material and workmanship were two grades higher. The young man was very handsome, but he had a harsh expression on his face. The smile on his face didn't make anyone feel happy.
"He he … 542 kilos is not bad, but it's still nothing compared to mine!"
The moment he said this, the young man quickly walked in front of the target and threw a heavy punch at it.
"Lian Yubi, 783 kilos. Excellent!"
When this number appeared, even the teacher in charge of the assessment was shocked, let alone the students.
"How is this possible? Lian Yubi's score was only 324 the last time he took the test, which was even lower than mine. How did he increase it to 783 in just half a month? This is cheating! "the chubby Shen Yulang shouted indignantly.
As for the other students, half of them made a ruckus, but there were also some who remained silent. However, many people subconsciously turned to look at Luo Yunyang.
Luo Yunyang, who was wearing a blue linen uniform, had a gloomy expression on his face. A thought popped into his mind.
"Don't make a ruckus. Let me tell you, ten days ago, big brother Yubi took a Body Forging Medicinal Substance. Right now, this is his true strength." A skinny youth spoke proudly.
Body Tempering Potion? Not only were the noisy students shocked, but even the teacher standing at the side had a look of astonishment on his face.
"A hundred thousand dayuan worth of body-forging medicine. Lian Yubi's family is really generous."
"I heard that this medicine is made from the blood of dire beasts. I never thought that it would actually exist."
Lian Yubi didn't pay any attention to the discussions. He just walked over to Luo Yunyang proudly and said confidently, "I already said that Donglu Town's recommendation spot is mine.
Although your aptitude isn't bad, you are just a pauper who relies on grade-one energy bars to survive. What right do you have to compete with me? "
"Are you from a poor family? Ptui! "
Luo Yunyang clenched his fists tightly as he watched Lian Yubi swagger away. His heart was filled with dissatisfaction. He had worked so hard for so many days, yet he couldn't compare to a tube of medicine.
"Yunyang, the recommendation spot to the Qitian Martial Academy is your reward for representing Donglu Town and achieving first place in the entire Dongshan County League. No one can take it away from you!" Shen Yulang, the chubby boy, walked over to Luo Yunyang's side and consoled him.
Before Luo Yunyang could say anything, Dean Xiong Zhenshan, whose head was so thin that it looked like a basin, said, "Come over here, Luo Yunyang."
Xiong Zhenshan, who usually smiled when he saw Luo Yunyang, now had a serious expression on his face.
"Luo Yunyang, the Qitian Martial Academy's recommendation spot is only given to the strongest person in the school. If you don't improve for a long time, then don't blame the school for not showing any mercy."
Luo Yunyang's face turned red. He was usually refined and courteous, but that didn't mean that he could be bullied and humiliated.
"Don't be unconvinced. The recommendation spot isn't for you. It's for the school. I'm just informing you, not discussing it with you. "Xiong Zhenshan swaggered off after saying this.
Luo Yunyang bit his lip tightly. Although he wasn't resigned to this, he also felt an immense pressure weighing down on him, making it hard for him to breathe.
"Hurry up and return to the classroom, Yunyang! The ultraviolet tide is coming!" Shen Yulang ran over and pulled Luo Yunyang back to the classroom.
The ultraviolet tide was actually ultraviolet light. However, as the void had been torn apart, the originally mild ultraviolet light had turned into an ultraviolet tide. The four hours of the ultraviolet tide a day had become the most unbearable period for ordinary people.
Only by hiding in one's room could one avoid the onslaught of the ultraviolet tide.
"I'm going to take a break," Luo Yunyang said resolutely as he reached the corridor outside the classroom.
As he spoke, Luo Yunyang ignored Shen Yulang's urging and ran back to his dormitory. However, halfway there, Luo Yunyang remembered that there would probably be quite a few other students hiding from the ultraviolet tide.
He didn't want to see the looks of pity on their faces.
The broken cave behind the school was where Luo Yunyang usually practiced his martial arts. As soon as he reached the cave, he threw punches at the broken wooden pillar in the middle of the cave.
One punch, two punches, three punches …
Luo Yunyang didn't know how many punches he had thrown. His strength was constantly being consumed by these frenzied punches.
Years of hard work couldn't compare to a bottle of medicine!
This feeling of defeat made Luo Yunyang feel an indescribable sorrow. However, compared to this sorrow, Luo Yunyang felt even worse. He was powerless to change anything.
If he was given a bottle of body-forging medicine, he would definitely be able to raise his strength to the level of a martialist.
However, would he be able to obtain a bottle of body-forging medicine?
Of course not. 100,000 dayuan was an amount that his entire family wouldn't be able to earn in 100 years.
His mother relied on washing clothes and barely managed to support him and his sister. How could he have such improper thoughts?
Drops of blood flowed continuously from the wound on Luo Yunyang's fist. However, Luo Yunyang, who was filled with rage, didn't feel the slightest bit of pain.
"Bang!"
When his last punch landed heavily on the broken wooden pillar, Luo Yunyang didn't have a stable footing, so his head knocked against the top of the wooden pillar.
Luo Yunyang, who was exhausted from all his training, felt his vision go black as he fell to the ground.
The instant Luo Yunyang fell to the ground, the broken wooden pillar emitted a dazzling light. Actually, a dazzling light was emitted from the middle of the wooden pillar. When this light shone, the wooden pillar shattered into powder and a dark-gold sphere the size of a baby's fist rushed into Luo Yunyang's body.
"Host, low-level lifeform …"
"Energy … Weak … Trash …"
A mechanical voice rang out from the broken hole.
Luo Yunyang didn't know how much time had passed before he woke up. His head was in extreme pain.
He couldn't vent like this in the future, as it would hurt him in the end.
Even if he didn't have a good family, even if it would be difficult for him to obtain body-forging medicine, he still had to become a martialist!
As he struggled to get up from the ground, Luo Yunyang shook his head and realized that the broken wooden pillar he had picked up some time ago was gone.
How could someone steal a broken wooden pillar?
As Luo Yunyang's head started to hurt, a panel suddenly appeared in his mind.
Power: 0.5
Speed: 0.7
Mind: 1
Constitution: 0.9
Since when did such a thing appear in his brain?!
Luo Yunyang was a little confused as he looked at the numbers that appeared in his mind.
"Do you want to adjust it?" This time, four words appeared on the panel.
Adjust? Luo Yunyang tried to adjust his Power to 2. He wanted to see exactly what was going on inside.
As Luo Yunyang adjusted it, the small panel in his mind changed rapidly.
Power: 2
Speed: 0.2
Mind: 0.5
Constitution: 0.4
At first, Luo Yunyang hadn't paid much attention to the changes on the panel. However, as soon as the adjustments were completed, he felt his head buzz.
Some things that were originally very clear actually became a little fuzzy at this moment, and he also felt an incomparable feeling of exhaustion in his heart.
Exhaustion! Immense exhaustion!
What was going on?
Luo Yunyang stood up and walked towards the entrance of the broken cave. He realized that his speed had slowed down significantly. A path that would normally take him 10 seconds had taken him half a minute.
However, when Luo Yunyang's foot touched a fist-sized rock, it flew out like an arrow.
Bang!
The rock collided heavily with a 50-kilo rock outside, sending it flying. Luo Yunyang was dumbstruck by this turn of events.
Since when did his strength become so great!
Could it be because of the adjustment panel that had appeared in his mind?
Without hesitation, Luo Yunyang started to make adjustments again. This time, he adjusted his Power Constitution to 1 and lowered his Speed, Mind and Constitution by 0.2.
0.2 was a small amount, so when Luo Yunyang made these adjustments, he felt that his condition was wonderful and extremely comfortable.
Boom!
A heavy punch bombarded the stone wall, and a three-inch deep fist mark immediately appeared on the stone wall.
In the past, Luo Yunyang's fist imprint had only been about an inch deep. However, this time, a three-inch deep imprint had appeared on the stone.
This required a force of a thousand jin to achieve!
His strength had reached 500 kilos. Luo Yunyang's eyes lit up with ecstasy.
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