If after obtaining it, even if I only do two sets of dumbbell exercises to train my muscles every day, the newly grown, stronger muscles will be permanently influenced by the Eternal Validation, and won't deteriorate due to future slackening.
In terms of martial arts, this means that innate talent and potential are no longer a limitation; every drop of sweat I shed will be marked on my body and will not be in vain!
There is also a 'super' annotation behind the Eternal Validation, indicating that this is a characteristic certified by the panel and not something of my imagination.
The memories of Meng Chuan from his previous life paused at the age of twenty-six in that deep autumn—a stroke of luck.
In this life, with the blessing of memories from his past life, Meng Chuan understands that in this martial-dominant world, having this panel means having a future.
Four-year-old Meng Chuan secretly vows that he will go to any lengths necessary to first achieve the Eternal Validation!
"Let's start with the Eternal Validation; in this life, I must reach the heavens and see how high the sky really is!"
He is now 16 years old and has been practicing the 'National Obligation Basic Boxing' for twelve years, yet he has not surpassed its limits, stuck at the last 1% for two years.
But Meng Chuan has never thought of giving up; the longer the delay, the more anticipation he feels for the Eternal Validation.
Just occasionally, when he sees his classmates practicing Xingyi or Elephant Form Fist, chatting about how much their Qi and Blood increased today, a flicker of emotion passes over him.
But he quickly pulls himself together once again; the allure of the Eternal Validation has quietly manifested during this two-year bottleneck period.
"If I now had the Eternal Validation, I probably would have already broken through this last percent."
At 7:15 in the evening, Meng Chuan finished his boxing practice for the day, and his panel progress was still stuck at the last 99%.
He packed up his things and left, finishing a little earlier today; his aunt was waiting alone at home, and he didn't want to keep her waiting.
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Residence Compound of the Yong'an Police Department.
Meng Chuan took out his key, unlocked the door, and entered the house, where his aunt was calling him from the kitchen to quickly sit at the dining table.
Meng Chuan went to the washroom to wash his face, cleaned his hands with soap, and then helped his aunt bring out the dishes from the kitchen.
"Your uncle is working overtime at the police station, so he won't be back for dinner. It will just be us two eating."
"One braised belt fish and one stir-fried walnut pork. Eat more."
Meng Chuan understood his aunt's intentions. At 16 years old, he was still persistently practicing basic boxing, making him somewhat famous in the community.
Even though his aunt didn't understand martial arts, she had heard enough gossip behind closed doors and naturally wanted to make sure he was well-nourished.
Meng Chuan helplessly said:
"Aunt, I'm not stupid. There's no need to constantly give me brain-boosting food, and ask Uncle to return the nine bottles of walnut almond drink he bought; I really don't need it."
"You're not stupid? Other kids are practicing Tiger Fist or Dragon Fist, and yet here you are still doing Child's Fist,
the elderly ladies next door all say you have better talent than their children, just that your mind doesn't seem to work well, and they told me to give you more brain foods."
Meng Chuan was incredibly helpless; 'National Obligation Basic Boxing' is known as Child's Fist, typically practiced by children, but only he knows that breaking through it brings comprehension of the Eternal Validation trait.
Unable to resist his aunt continuously adding walnuts to his bowl, Meng Chuan had no choice but to eat them all. Ever since he started high school, every meal has been a brain-boosting menu full of fish, shrimp, and walnuts, which he finds rather overwhelming.
After dinner, Meng Chuan volunteered to wash the dishes, and his aunt suddenly spoke up in the dining room:
"Chuan, your uncle enrolled you for 60 lessons at the Infinite Martial Arts Dojo; keep the membership card safe and don't lose it."
"Tomorrow is Saturday, go and see how it works out; interact more with the dojo classmates, don't just practice by yourself."
His aunt didn't give him a chance to refuse, directly tucking the card into his pocket, leaving Meng Chuan with complex feelings.
Even though his uncle worked for the state, he was just a small patrol officer, without much money and bearing the financial responsibilities of the entire household.
Throughout history, the saying goes, 'prosperous literary, wealthy martial arts,' Meng Chuan had heard from classmates that 60 lessons at the Infinite Martial Arts Dojo cost 60,000 yuan—a considerable expense.
Meng Chuan felt the golden card in his hand to be burning hot.
"Aunt, what about Uncle..."
Before Meng Chuan could finish, he was interrupted,
"This is your uncle's idea; just take it and use it well, practice your boxing seriously. If Infinite Martial Arts Dojo can straighten out your focus, your aunt will consider the money well spent!"
Meng Chuan scratched his head with an awkward smile, internally resolving to pay back his uncle and aunt's kindness when he succeeded in the future.
"Go practice your boxing, take a break early, and make a good impression on your tutor at the dojo by getting up early tomorrow."
Aunt Xue Na snatched the dishes and started washing them, the anxiety in her heart gradually dissipating.
She was initially reluctant to arrange a dojo membership for Meng Chuan, as since marrying Meng Yongzhi, they had always lived in the police department's residential compound, and she wanted to save money to buy a large house by the lake.
But after Meng Yongzhi's persistent persuasion, she finally came around.
"Chuan has decent potential and is so hardworking, but he's stubborn, not applying his strength correctly,
if we find him a good teacher to guide him properly, he might eventually get into Martial Arts University and become a part of a Martial Arts Family; what house wouldn't he be able to buy then?"
Martial Arts Family is the title for martial artists who have broken through the nine Qi and Blood Gates, each one an elite among martial artists, akin to Land Immortals in ancient times.
This is also because, now, human physical fitness has continually improved through natural selection and survival of the fittest.
Coupled with the constant refinement and upgrading of martial arts cultivation techniques, the number of Martial Arts Families has steadily increased, far surpassing that of ancient times.
However, this does not mean that everyone who works hard will become part of a Martial Arts Family; even now, it is like a thousand troops crossing a single log bridge.
Because the most important part is not that 99% perspiration, but the 1% of innate potential and comprehension.
Comprehension is the ability to grasp new martial arts and gain insight during breakthroughs; currently, it remains an elusive concept that cannot be proven by scientific instruments.
Potential, however, is different. Generally, potential is determined at birth; a Martial Arts Grandmaster can measure it by feeling the bones, and others can assess it through modern instruments.
As for whether potential can be changed or enhanced by certain rare materials later, the average person does not know or have access to this.
In general, potential is divided into four grades: exceptional, above average, average, and below average.
Within these, there can be fluctuations in subcategories, such as above average, below average scenarios.
Most people have below-average potential, and achieving an above-below ranking in Yong'an City can already earn someone the title of a minor genius.