Wang Teng had come to Polestar Martial Arts Gym to train.
Now, he was busy collecting stats.
He felt like a ragpicker, diligently picking up things others had dropped.
He had observed earlier that the transparent bubbles on the ground were all dropped by the students during training.
There were many students training in the gym, so there were many stat bubbles.
But there was one thing that made Wang Teng very sad.
The bubbles only lasted a few minutes; they would disappear.
Just now, he was stunned for a moment. Several bubbles had vanished, leaving him heartbroken, as if he had lost billions.
The students continued to train, occasionally dropping a few stat bubbles.
Wang Teng was happily collecting them, his stats rising like crazy.
A martial arts instructor, seeing him running around the training gym like a headless chicken, couldn't bear to watch and called him back.
"Hey, classmate, why are you running around at the martial arts gym instead of training properly?"
"Teacher, I just got here today and wanted to see how everyone else trains. As the old saying goes, there's always a teacher among three people. I'm going to learn from everyone first.
Wang Teng looked at the martial arts instructor, grinning and rambling.
"New here? Then come over here. I'll teach you the Ninth National Radio Exercises. You don't know anything right now, so it's pointless to just watch. Master the basics first," the instructor said.
Wang Teng thought about it and felt that what he said made sense. This instructor was quite responsible.
He glanced reluctantly at the several attribute bubbles that had just fallen in the training hall, as if billions of yuan had slipped away.
"Teacher, what is the [Ninth National Radio Exercises]?" Wang Teng asked curiously as he walked over.
"The [Ninth National Radio Exercises] is a scientific training method developed by the country, combining the basic body-building methods of the Xingwu Continent."
The instructor turned on the speakers.
"The ninth national radio calisthenics program—Martial Youth, starting now!"
Wang Teng's body froze!
The music started with that familiar scent and those familiar warm-up moves.
"Watch carefully!"
The tall, muscular instructor, at least 1.8 meters tall, his muscles intimidating, was now performing warm-up moves with a serious expression.
Wang Teng was stunned!
The instructor had already begun the radio calisthenics program for music.
"First move, stretching exercises. One, two, three, four, two, two, three, four..."
"Second move, chest expansion exercises. One, two, three, four, two, two, three, four..."
Third move, kicking exercises. One, two, three, four, two, two, three, four..."
Wang Teng stared blankly at the instructor, his mind racing like crazy, unstoppable.
What a ridiculous radio calisthenics program!
Although he had noticed that, despite the same names, the moves were much more complex, and some of the more challenging ones were extremely demanding on the body.
It seemed...it actually did have a physical training effect?
But this music, this rhythm, this familiar feeling—it was truly embarrassing!
"Well, did you see it clearly? If not, I'll show you one more time!"
The music stopped, and the instructor slowly stopped his movements, letting out a long sigh. Hot sweat broke out on his forehead. The effect of the [National Ninth Radio Gymnastics Exercise] was astonishing.
"Teacher, I saw it clearly!" Wang Teng nodded quickly, afraid he'd actually do it again.
Judging from his eager expression, he probably meant what he said, and wasn't kidding.
Oh, it seems you have a good memory. I watched it three times before I memorized it," the instructor said, somewhat disappointed.
Hurry, what's with all that disappointment?
You're addicted to doing gymnastics!
Wang Teng sent the instructor away like a plague, telling him to go and wreak havoc on the other students, who were all happy to do it.
What [National Ninth Radio Gymnastics Exercise]? I, Wang Teng, will never practice it. Not even for a second!
For this life, I can only grow stronger by picking up stats!
While the instructor wasn't paying attention, Wang Teng continued his stat-picking spree.
[Strength*2]
[Speed*1]
[Comprehension*0.2]
…
[Basic Boxing Technique*5]
…
Wang Teng was delighted. He had picked up a lot of strength and speed stats. He hadn't tested them, and he didn't know how much strength he had reached, but as he strolled around the training hall, he felt a noticeable increase in speed, easily leaping several meters away.
[Comprehension] stats were a bit low, and only a few tenths of a point were needed to make up a tiny amount.
"If my [Comprehension] stat increased, would it mean I'd become smarter? I don't feel anything?" Wang Teng thought.
Wait!
[Basic Boxing Technique*5]?!
A bubble, unlike any before, was absorbed by Wang Teng, and suddenly, many memories of boxing practice flooded his mind.
"Basic boxing techniques, I know them now?" Wang Teng was a little incredulous.
At the apprentice stage, without possessing the Force, one cannot cultivate Force combat techniques.
Thus, the nation summarized and summarized many basic combat techniques, including body movements, boxing techniques, sword techniques, and knife techniques.
These techniques were then promoted so that everyone could practice them.
Wang Teng's eyes lit up as he watched a young man in his twenties practicing basic boxing techniques not far in front of him.
Although he had learned the basics, he clearly hadn't mastered them yet. He had only acquired a rough understanding, the equivalent of an average person practicing for four or five days.
However, if he could acquire more [Basic Boxing] attributes, his proficiency should improve, right?
Bang, bang, bang!
The young man punched the sandbag with all his might, causing it to sway from side to side, each punch creating a dent.
"Strong!"
"As expected, the warrior is the path forward."
"Why isn't it falling off?" "Hey, it's falling off, falling off again!"
Wang Teng, somewhat excited, sneaked up from behind, casually acquired the attribute, and slipped away.
[Basic Boxing Skills*7]
[Strength*5]
This young man has some talent! Really!" Wang Teng exclaimed.
His basic boxing skills have indeed become more proficient!
After waiting for a while, seeing that the opponent's attributes had not dropped anymore, Wang Teng had to turn to other students. After all, he couldn't afford to neglect one while focusing on the other.
Only children make choices.
Adults, I want them all!
I, Wang Teng, am an adult!
...
[Basic Body Movements*2]
A running track surrounded the training hall, like a playground.
A fat man ran across the track, blowing Wang Teng's hair like a gust of wind.
A bubble fell from his butt.
After confirming his build, he was a nimble, fat man!
"Huh? Basic Body Movements!!"
Wang Teng picked up the attributes and was suddenly shocked. Another basic combat skill, and another body movement. What a stroke of luck!
The fat man ran tirelessly, bubbles falling from his rear end like a hen laying eggs.
"So many!"
Wang Teng was surprised again. Adhering to the principle of not wasting anything, he ran after him, picking up the items as he went.
His newly increased speed attribute was effective, allowing Wang Teng to hang onto the fat man's heels, running with some joy.
[Speed*1]
[Speed*1]
[Speed*1]
[Basic Agility*3]
[Speed*1]
…
"Ha~ha~ha... "Why are you following me?" the fat man stopped, stuck out his tongue, and glared at Wang Teng.
"Who's following you? I'm practicing my agility. Don't be so self-indulgent," Wang Teng glared back.
"You..."
"What do you mean?"
"Fuck, I'm not running anymore. "Go run on your own." The fat man was furious, but he could do nothing about Wang Teng.
"No, run a few more times. I think you have great potential. Don't give up so easily!" Wang Teng urged.
"..." Fatty.