Di jaman dahulu kala, di masa Dinasti Tang di negara tengah, Tiongkok. terjadi badai pembunuhan di negara itu, dengan pelakunya kebanyakan adalah para ahli kungfu kuno terbaik. 


Agar korban tidak semakin banyak, para ahli kungfu kuno itu, membunuh banyak pengganas dan mengasingkan diri mereka bersama kungfu kuno yang mereka miliki.


Di jaman modern ini tepatnya di tahun 80-an, sekelompok arkeolog berhasil membongkar makam para ahli kungfu kuno dari jaman dinasti Tang itu dan mengambil kitab-kitab peninggalan mereka. 


Terjadi badai pembunuhan baru di dunia modern. Phoenix seorang pewaris kungfu kuno, diam-diam berusaha melindungi Lindsay. karena di tubuh Lindsay, terkandung rahasia kungfu kuno tingkat tinggi yang saat Lindsay bisa memahami nya, maka, Lindsay akan menjadi manusia terkuat yang bisa membasmi para durjana, yang mempelajari kungfu kuno untuk menguasai dunia.


Saat posisi Lindsay mulai diketahui musuh, Phoenix harus keluar untuk menolong dan membimbing Lindsay menemukan kekuatan nya. saat itu, kisah cinta diantara mereka semakin menguat, padahal Phoenix sudah dijodohkan dengan putri dari kerajaan besar yang sedang menguasai dunia.

A pair of identical twins, a girl and a boy. Born in the Qi family of the nation’s top 1 family of kungfu masters. And many other kungfu family were very jealous of their family. One day when the twins were at the age of twelve their whole family were murdered, only the twins managed to escape their way to the forest near their house. Afterwards the Qi family were forgotten by everyone. The sister decided to dress up as a boy so that they would have lesser trouble in the future. Both siblings were determined earn back their family fame. But how are they going to do it??

Such good weather… When Meng Qi opened his eyes, he was amazed by the view in front of him. The cloudless blue sky made him feel completely refreshed and relaxed as if he had just woken up from a beautiful dream.
As he was quietly admiring the view in his mind, somebody fiercely shook his body. An anxious voice followed right after, "Young master, you are finally awake!"
"Young master?" Meng Qi turned around and saw an extremely nervous middle-aged man standing behind him. The man had a horse-shaped face that would be hard for anyone to forget, and five wisps of hair on his chin that resembled those of a goat's. However, what was more eye-catching was the turban cap and the super large clothes that he was wearing.
"Wait, what's happening?"
"Young Master, are you feeling okay?" the man started to touch Meng Qi's body from head to toe. Meng Qi was scared to death because he thought he was being sexually harassed. So he hastily sat up and tried to move back. However, the man's powerful hands were like iron clamps, and he couldn't even move a centimeter. At the same time, he felt something warm flowing inside his body, which cured every bit of uncomfortableness that he had just been experiencing. The warmth that spread through his body felt like bathing in a hot spring.
Seeing that Meng Qi stood up, the man nodded. "You must be fine now."
Yet after arbitrarily making such a conclusion, he was still worried so he asked again, "Young Master, do you feel unwell anywhere else?"
Meng Qi had no idea what was happening. He answered in confusion, "No."
The horse-faced man immediately became relieved. His face broke into a smile that was uglier than a crying face. He then said, "Young master, the duke had no choice. Think about it, whatever happens, it would be better to stay in the temple than at home. Although life here might be lonely and you will be separated from the rest of the world, Shaolin is one of the greatest sects of Kungfu! Perhaps you will even get the chance to become a golden-bodied Luohan. Your reputation will overwhelm the whole world, and you will be freed from all worldly sufferings through nirvana. Besides, you have an inborn connection to Buddhism. Remember that no-name monk who gave you a jade pendant?..."
As he spoke, he seemed to feel that what he had said was too unrealistic. He felt somewhat embarrassed, and his voice became quieter and quieter. Eventually, he mumbled a bit and decided to change his method of persuasion, "Well, maybe a golden body is too difficult to attain. But you know, there are 72 kinds of ultimate arts under Shaolin Kungfu, and all of them are like superpowers. If you can learn a few of them, when you enter the Jianghu in the future, you will become undefeatable. How awesome would that be?"
Again, as he spoke, his voice became smaller and smaller, almost to the level of a mosquito's humming. Eventually, he decided to give up and covered his face with his left hand. Then he turned around and left, vanishing like smoke, leaving only a long sigh.
Watching this horse-faced man quickly disappear into the mountain woods, Meng Qi felt even more confused by the chatters that he had just heard. At that moment he only wanted to ask one question.
"Who the hell are you?"
The whole situation was just ridiculous!
Meng Qi realized that the place he was in was not only unknown, it was also peculiar.
"It was like ancient China!"
"All I did was watching the World Cup last night, how could this have happened to me? Did I time-travel while I was sleeping?"
Meng Qi did not suspect this to be a prank or that he was in the movie studio of some Chinese historical drama. This was because when the horse-faced man left, not only did he walk away as if a vicious monster was chasing after him, but he walked away as fast as a frightened horse. And that was definitely not something a normal human being could do!
"He must be a Kungfu master!" Meng Qi concluded by recalling the novels and TV dramas that he had read and watched.
"Namo Amitābha, please follow me into the temple." Meng Qi was just about to dive further into his imagination when a low-pitched voice arose behind him. The voice startled him so much that he nearly screamed.
"Since when was this person standing behind me?"
"And why did I not notice him at all?"
Meng Qi almost strained his neck as he turned around to see who was behind him. What he saw was a monk dressed in a yellowish-brown robe. The monk was very tall but as thin as a bamboo and had an ordinary face that wasn't special at all. However, his eyes were full of dispiritedness, which made his age difficult to guess. He could be around 40 or 50, although Meng Qi was pretty sure the monk was at least in his 30s.
Seeing that Meng Qi had noticed him, the monk did not speak another word but instead signaled Meng Qi with his eyes to follow him. He turned around and walked towards the main entrance of the temple.
What made Meng Qi astonished was that above the main entrance there was a gilded horizontal board, and on the board, three large characters were written:
"Shaolin Temple!"
"It was really Shaolin Temple!"
Since it was his first time in such an unfamiliar and strange place, Meng Qi was afraid to ask any questions. So, he contained his astonishment and confusion and merely followed the monk, walking as fast as he could.
It was not until now did Meng Qi notice that both his arms and legs were short. He carefully examined his body and thought, "What a special experience of rejuvenation..." He really didn't know if he should be happy or sad about it.
From the size of his palm, the whiteness of his skin, and the jade pendant that he was wearing around his waist, he estimated that his new body was younger than 14. He also knew it was a body that had long lived in affluence.
"I wonder how I look… Only the good-looking ones can enjoy life..."
"Enjoy life? Nah… In Shaolin Temple, I would be forced to devote myself to Buddhism and stay away from secular wants and desires!"
"Well, was it possible for me to refuse to join Shaolin? For of course, this weak body would not be able to live long if I decided to leave Shaolin. This was a world with Kungfu, and I don't know if there were also ghosts and monsters wandering around… Sigh! Not to mention that in many ancient records, many people from rich and large families liked to keep catamites…"
"According to that horse-faced man, even if this Shaolin was different from the Shaolin that I know, it was still one of the largest sects of martial arts and had 72 kinds of ultimate arts. I wonder if this Shaolin also had Sinew-changing Scripture]..."
"In the past, I used to imagine myself as a Kungfu master who went on exciting adventures in Jianghu. Now that dream might actually come true, why don't I feel happy about it? Maybe it's because I don't have my computer, my phone, the internet, or… my family…"
"But maybe it's nice to learn some Kungfu. Umm, but what is a golden-bodied Luohan?"
…
Although Meng Qi seemed to be very calm as he followed the monk and as he walked past the numerous other grey-robed monks and yellow-robed monks, nobody knew that inside his brain it was actually a complete mess and he couldn't stop wondering about all sorts of different things.
Nevertheless, regardless of how much he had pondered, Meng Qi eventually had to accept reality. With his current body and age, and without a home that he could go back to, he had to stay at Shaolin Temple and study Kungfu obediently.
"I wonder if I could still resume the secular life after I have learned Shaolin Kungfu? I can live without alcohol, but I definitely can't live without meat!"
Meng Qi noticed that he might be thinking too ahead of himself.
On the way, the monk that led Meng Qi didn't go through the great hall that enshrined the figure of Buddha. Instead, he circumvented through the sides. After they had walked past several courtyards, for the first time, the monk opened a door of the great hall.
His eyes followed the movement of the door, and Meng Qi saw a few dozen children who all appeared to be under the age of 15. The youngest among them was probably only eight or nine years old. All of them sat cross-legged on thin cushions and focused their eyes on a wide-faced monk sitting in the top seat. The monk looked very serious, had really big ears, wore a similar yellow robe to the monk that led him here, and held a discipline ruler in his hands.
"Namo Amitābha. Brother Xuan Zang, what is the matter?" the wide-faced monk said in a very deep voice.
Eek, with this voice, he could sing the bel canto. The more nervous Meng Qi was, the more unrelated thoughts crossed his mind. From what the wide-faced monk said, he now knew that the "bamboo-like" monk who led him here had a Dharma name "Xuan Zang".
Xuan Zang chanted the name of Buddha and then said, "Brother Xuan Ku, this is the child that I have mentioned before."
He was frank and open and didn't sound like he wanted to hide anything. However, his voice was dry and unpleasant to hear, and it was completely different from that of Xuan Ku's.
Xuan Ku gave Meng Qi a glance. There was no smile on his face, and then he responded, "We will do it in sequence."
Meng Qi looked at him with confusion. Xuan Zang, who was standing beside Meng Qi, pointed at a spare cushion and told him, "Wait for the inquiry."
"Ok." Now Meng Qi understood what was happening. As someone who had entered the workforce years ago, he was used to interviews. So he agilely copied the posture of the other children and sat cross-legged on the cushion.
Xuan Ku didn't give Meng Qi another look and started to ask one of the children, with the discipline ruler in his hand, "What is your secular name? Why do you want to join Shaolin?"
The child was about ten years old. He was good-looking but also looked kind of dumb. He answered, "My name is Fang Aqi. I didn't have anything to eat, so I was sold to a monk."
Several other children started laughing. They were mainly older, and they laughed because Fang Aqi's response was as offensive as name-calling monks bald donkeys! Maybe there were some issues with his brain.
Xuan Ku frowned, and said somewhat unhappily, "From now on, stop using your secular name. Your Buddhist name will be 'Zhen Hui[7]', and you will be a member of the Chores Yard."
Meng Qi heard some gasps among the older children. Their reaction told Meng Qi that the Chores Yard must be a really bad department to join.
"Fang Aqi is Zhen Hui, Zhen Hui is Fang Aqi…" Fang Aqi, whose name was now "Zhen Hui", kept reciting.
Xuan Ku moved his eyes and looked at one of the older children. "What is your secular name? Why do you want to join Shaolin?"
This child seemed to be around 13 or 14 years old. He looked a little bit nervous but still answered fluently, "Yes, Great Master. My name is Liu Mingzhi. My family is fond of the teachings of Buddhism and adored Shaolin Kungfu. For this reason, I am sent to Shaolin."
These were all children that passed the initial examinations, and they all had potential.
Xuan Ku nodded slightly. "You have passable honesty. If you said that you were only interested in Buddhist teachings, I would have sent you to the Chores Yard as well. From now on your Dharma name will be "Zhen De", and you will become a member of the Warrior-monk Yard."
"Thank you, Uncle Xuan Ku," Zhen De replied while put his palms together devoutly.
According to his knowledge on receiving a Buddhist name, following the order of "Empty in Heart, Wisdom in Mind", he could start calling Xuan Ku "Uncle" before he had even been assigned to an official master.
Xuan Ku nodded at his cunningness and ignored him while beginning to inquire the other children.
Zhan De felt the tension building up in his heart. It seemed like Uncle Xuan Ku was exactly like what the rumor has said. He was a just and righteous person who disliked flattery.
On the other hand, Meng Qi was watching the inquiries in a relaxed mood and thought that they were kind of fun. Suddenly, however, he froze.
"What was my name?"
"What was this body's name?"
Meng Qi anxiously tried to dig into his memory, but he just couldn't recall the name of the body. He had inherited absolutely no memory from the original owner!
"I can't just say Meng Qi. Xuan Zang is still watching, and he knows me."
"I have to think of a way to get through this!"
Standing in front of Xuan Ku, who seemed extremely strict and serious, Meng Qi was afraid of saying anything unnecessary. He was too afraid to ask questions or to pretend that he had lost his memory, so he had to quietly think about another way that would not expose his actual identity as a time-traveler.
"What's your secular name? Why do you want to join Shaolin?" Before Meng Qi could think of something feasible, Xuan Ku was already standing in front of him with his discipline ruler.
Meng Qi opened his mouth and suddenly had an idea. He spoke without hesitation, "Since I am joining Shaolin, I have already forgotten my secular name."
Xuan Ku observed Meng Qi carefully, slightly shaking his discipline ruler. He didn't ask for an answer to the latter question, but instead said in a strict tone,
"Too much trickery. Chores Yard. Dharma name 'Zhen Ding'."


I care not of my past and neither of my future.
Conquering all heroes and foes while looking with disdain at the horrors of the Samsara, I yearn only for a life of thrilling wonders!
History will repeat itself after many ages as the menace of the Great Calamity rises once more.
Which will rise with triumph in the face of adversity; the Golden Form of the Great Buddha or the invincible Heavenly Taoist Form?
Which will seize all glory amidst all struggles; The Buddha's Palms or the  Seven Strokes of Heaven's Interception?
From the sanctum of the Shaolin Temple, Meng Qi's adventures and struggles through the Samsara begin as we follow his climb to claim the title of "the Unrivaled and the Invincible One"!


If the phrase "attack airplanes" was said by someone else, he would definitely be criticized heavily, called along the lines of wretched and obscene. 
However, it was different being said by Hong Dali. Everyone present had the same thought—if Hong Dali said that this was an electromagnetic cannon fort, it definitely must be one. If he said that it could be used to attack airplanes, it must really be able to attack airplanes! 
Many reporters began to take notes again—"New Lanxiang Vocational School is a dangerous zone. Do not fly an airplane near it!" 
After entering the school's entrance, the throngs of people milling about increased significantly. Liu Mingxin stood aside and asked softly, "All these people are here to send their children off to school. However, the school has a written rule that aside from students who were from poverty-stricken rural areas and those approved by Young Master Dali, others faced strict acceptance. Hence, those loitering about are those whose enrollment has yet to be confirmed." 
"Oh, then let them keep an eye on the matter first." In actuality, Hong Dali was completely unaware of how much power he currently held. He didn't care the slightest about such matters and only agreed casually. He only cared about matters concerning himself and continued leading the big crowd into the school grounds. 
The moment everyone entered through the main entrance, they saw a water fountain. In a huge specially-made pond, Big Turtle was happily swimming in it without a care in the world. Upon seeing Hong Dali, it gave a cheerful shout before climbing out of the pond slowly. 
At once, all the reporters began to fervently take pictures.
For many, it was their first time seeing Big Turtle. Especially in the case of foreign reporters, they involuntarily clicked their tongues in wonder. Seeing that Big Turtle seemed pretty gentle, they began snapping away on their cameras. If the flashes emitted from their cameras were concentrated, it probably would have been sufficient to produce a laser beam. 
At this moment, Ling Mufeng—Ling Xiaoyi's younger brother—rushed towards them. He walked ahead of everyone with a trumpet in his hand and acted as everyone's tour guide. Of course, he did not provide detailed explanations of the area but brushed over the details briefly. 
Soon enough, everyone reached a large martial arts practice area. In the distance, they could see a big group of children sitting on the ground, listening to Geezer Wang, Wang Daoming, talk about his knowledge of martial arts, even gesticulating sometimes. 
This was the real highlight. Everyone had finally seen the dream stadium and all the reporters began to take pictures fervently with their cameras. John asked curiously, "What Mr. Wang Daoming teaches is the real Kungfu that he knows?" 
Hong Dali replied strangely, "What did you expect?" 
John replied, "I thought that it would be a huge spectacle, like a few thousand people standing in a battle formation shadow boxing while groaning!" It was evident that he seemed slightly displeased with the small spectacle—the entire martial arts practice area only contained a total of 300 people… 
Hong Dali hummed. "I think you've seen too many advertisements on television…" 
At this moment, Geezer Wang saw Hong Dali. He quickly walked over while smiling broadly. "Young Master Dali, why have you come?" 
"I came to take a look and inspect." Hong Dali grinned broadly. "How have you been feeling recently? Can these children be your successors? Your unique set of skills cannot be lost, it would be a great loss." 
"They are all pretty good." Geezer Wang was evidently pleased with these children. "They are all from rural areas. Poor, willing to endure hardships, and serious about their studies." As he said that, Geezer Wang looked at the surrounding group of people condescendingly, all of whom wished to send their children to him. He hummed. "Unlike them. Just a little training got them lamenting to the Heavens and crying out in grief, accusing me of mistreating their children. Pfft." 
It seemed that this Old Geezer bore a deep grudge. 
"Hehe, then just don't accept them. Wouldn't that settle it?" Hong Dali looked around. "Is there any positive progress? Let me take a look?" 
"Alright!" Hearing that Hong Dali wanted to inspect, Geezer Wang immediately became excited. "Lackey Two, Lackey Six, shadowbox for a while to show Young Master Dali your skills. Box harder and don't hold back!" 
"Alright!" "We got it!" Immediately, two mischievous looking, dark-skinned children stood up from the crowd. All the foreigners began to take pictures fervently. This time around, they became a little wiser. They had already prepared their video cameras to avoid any situations where they couldn't react in time. 
The good thing was that these two children seemed normal. They both exchanged a glance before quickly getting into battle stances. 
Contrary to the fight between the three-time professional Karate Champion from the Japan State and the female lackey, this was a demonstration of real Kungfu. These two mischievous-looking children were appropriately aggressive, each strike extremely deadly and emitting powerful gusts of wind. Lackey Two, who was taller, used the side of his palm to hit Lackey Six's pharynx. Lackey Six, who was slightly chubby, dodged his palm and attacked—she shaped the fingers of one hand together like a knife, punching straight at Lackey Two's chest before her other hand formed a dragon's claw and went towards his crotch… 
All the reports looked on with pale faces. John trembled in fear as he asked Hong Dali, "Young Master Dali, will they fight to the death?" 
"How would I know." Hong Dali shrugged his shoulders. "I'm a layman regarding this. You have to ask Geezer Wang, he's the expert." 
As Geezer Wang saw the two mischievous-looking children fighting—gouging each other's eyes, hitting the pharynx and crotch—he explained, "Since the day the martial arts practiced in the Heavenly State was founded, the purpose was to equip the people to enter a battle and fight the enemy. It's pointless to engage in competition with skills just for entertainment purposes. Since the civilization of the Heavenly State 5000 years ago, when wars were constantly fought, more than tens of thousands of soldiers were sent into battle. If a soldier wasn't equipped with some Kungfu skills to defend himself, he would die faster. When my master was teaching me, he said that a fight that was pleasing to the eye was for purely for the entertainment business. Instead, real Kungfu invoked fatalities with every strike and the very minimum was to forfeit the ability to return a punch." 
After he finished saying this, all the reporters turned green in the face before writing fervently in their notebooks—"We definitely should not engage in combat with the people from the Heavenly State unless they are below the age of seven. Otherwise, it will be very dangerous—deadly fatal with just one blow!" 
John asked again, "Then, the competitions we usually see…" 
"Those competitions are completely useless." Geezer Wang hummed condescendingly. "There are so many places that cannot be hit, just a few scores tallied. What's the point? Just look at these two on the stadium? Regardless of whether it's a mixed martial arts champion or a karate champion, if they meet the two of them in a fight, they can only admit defeat!" 
His words were actually true, and all the reporters remembered them clearly. However, the three-time professional Karate Champion Adachi Yūya, who was trailing along at the back wanted to call it quits—I couldn't defeat that lackey around Hong Dali, but how can I not defeat these two kids?! 
Hence, this chap stepped out from the crowd once again, looking for trouble. "I'm the three-time professional Karate Champion from the Japan Empire. I want to challenge them!" 
That's more like it. This chap finally had some self-awareness and did not dare to directly challenge Geezer Wang himself…
Yet another good show! The three-time professional Karate Champion Adachi Yūya was going to challenge two students from the New Lanxiang Vocational School! 
All the reporters looked on with sparks flying out of their eyes, fervently snapping away on their cameras! 
"You're the three-time professional Karate Champion?" Geezer Wang sized up Adachi Yūya. "You had better not be lying to me. Otherwise, you will die a terrible death!" 
"I will definitely emerge victorious!" Adachi Yūya had a strong sense of national pride. "Karate from the Japan Empire is extremely famous internationally. I don't believe that it will be as dramatic as you say!"
"Lackey Two, Lackey Six, stop fighting. This man wants to challenge you both." Geezer Wang faced the two mischievous children and blinked. "Go easy on him. Don't kill him." 
You see, you see, who teaches like that? 
Lackey Two, who was taller, walked to Old Wang's side and asked, "Master, who is it?" 
"It's this man." Geezer Wang pointed at Adachi Yūya. "Mr. Adachi Yūya, three-time professional Karate Champion from the Japan State." 
"Oh." Lackey Two casually threw his shirt aside. "Then hurry up and get on with it, I'm still waiting to attend Master's lesson." 
This time, Adachi Yūya did not dare to underestimate his enemy and without any warning, punched straight towards Lackey Two's face. Afterward, he sorely regretted it… 
Actually, he was serious when he went up against Lackey Two this time, contrary to when he went up against the female lackey. It was due to the fact that after he lost to the female lackey, he could not challenge her once more. Especially because of that, he felt too ashamed to bring it up again. 
However, he really was extremely cautious this time as he knew that he would be too ashamed to stay if he lost once again. 
Yet, the problem was that despite the awe-inspiring process of his full preparation before the challenge, the end came quickly. After throwing just one punch, he was instantly defeated… 
In fact, his defeat was not wrongful but instead clear and thorough—below his hips and between his thighs, his crotch that was in the way really became a hindrance. Adachi Yūya just threw out a punch and the hindrance was caught in a hold by Lackey Two…
At this moment, everyone looking at the spectacle was so quiet that the sound of breathing could be heard. Adachi Yūya's face reddened before paling. The problem was that his crotch was in someone's hold and he didn't know whether he should move or stay still. In the end, he maintained in that position, stunned for over a minute… 
At this moment, Lackey Two asked, "Do you admit defeat?" 
"Yes… Yes, I do…" Adachi Yūya's face was soaked with sweat. He really didn't dare to move. The skills that these children learned were true deadly Kungfu skills. Indeed, one blow could cause someone to lose the ability to move at the very least! 
Then, Lackey Two moved his hand around and casually said something that made him so embarrassed he wanted to dig a hole in the ground and hide. "It's a little small. I cannot get a good grip." 
Ultimately, Adachi Yūya said dejectedly, "I lost, but I am not small down there!" 
"You are considered decent." Lackey Six grinned broadly at the side. "Lackey Two said that if anyone's down there was bigger than his, he would cut off that person's crotch. You are considered lucky. At the very least, you managed to keep yours…" 
All the reporters exclaimed, "Heavens, that happened too quickly? Just with one move yet again?!" "Yes yes, this is too unbelievable! This three-time professional Karate Champion actually lost twice in a row! Twice with just one move!" "Does this school specially develops world assassins?!" 
Now, these reporters really became more cautious and careful. At least from the looks of it, none of these children were to be trifled with. They deeply understood the old saying of what a lair of dragons and crouching tigers meant. It was a place with people of unusual ability as they witnessed as a student from this school got a three-time professional Karate Champion to admit defeat. The legend about the mysterious East momentarily came into their minds. 
"In the future when we meet children from the Heavenly State, we need to exercise extreme caution, especially in protecting what is between our thighs!" A reporter recorded it down. 


"I have to squander; otherwise, won't it be a waste of my parent's talent at earning money?" Hong Dali answers a reporter's question matter-of-factly. 

Just after the interview ends, Hong Dali opens the Great Prodigal System's interface and looks at the various good stuff displayed in it. Stroking his chin, he mumbles to himself, "I just need to squander 200 billion yuan more to exchange for the blueprint of the core technology, Engine Destruction, found in the strongest humanoid mecha weapon, Neo Granzon. Looks like I'll have to work harder!"

"I want to splurge! I want to squander!"


After lingering for a while longer, Lou Cheng decided to not waste any more time being amused and annoyed.
In all fairness, Master Zhu was not a complete fraud. His kungfu foundations were decent, and he was probably a step away from attaining the Dan stage in his prime, but now his age had caught up to him and made any hopes of making the breakthrough impossible. Though his invention— the Dragon Punch— was nothing particularly spectacular, innovative or eye-opening, it did include a good mix of techniques from different countries, and could be said to be simple, effective and beginner friendly.
For someone like him, it wasn't all that hard to make a good sum of money before retirement by erecting a dojo in the vicinity of the University of Connecticut and near Chinatown. But making the big bucks— fighting his way to fame, establishing his own brand and setting up chain outlets— was way out of his reach. That's why he attracted attention with over the top demonstrations, and used deception to make up for the insufficiency of his martial arts. His main targets were people from the same origins as him, and locals who esteemed the mysterious martial arts of China. 

For a matter of fact, Master Zhu was wildly successful and raked in fat bucks and prestige. 

Much of this had to do with his sensibility and astuteness. Not once had he clashed against the domestic giants such as the Geruga Sect, or tried competing for "resources". He only took in those they rejected. On the other hand, the average Dojo challenger was not a problem to him, and sometimes his muscular disciples who had "internalized the essence of his teachings" took them on in his place. As to whether his students could master his kungfu, he always told them "A teacher introduces the kungfu to you(but most importantly), only you yourself can decide how far you will go". This way, even if the student fizzled, he would have ample excuses at his disposal, and no one could actually find fault with the reasoning, since even the Msasi Martial Arts Gym produced lots and lots of failures. 

Shaking his head gently, Lou Cheng waited for the hubbub to reach a climax— the exact moment when the "demonstrating pupils" adjusted their centre of gravity. Retracting and unreleasing, he silently directed his Qi and blood into his leg leg which swelled and expanded. 

Lou Cheng sunk his foot into the floor and kicked forwards. The arena suddenly began shaking violently, then came to a sudden stop!
The lofty white man towering before Zhu Hong immediately lost his balance and plunged forward, crushing towards the Master like an avalanche. 

Master Zhu's expression changed as he immediately aligned his feet, bent his knees, lowered his hips, and held out his tensed arms. He barely withstood the impact.　　
But, as the pupils in the back fell down like a stack of dominoes, piling on him one by one, he couldn't hold out any longer. He lost his balance, reclined and reeled backwards, plopping onto the ground butt-first. 

Plop! Plop! All six pupils toppled over in a pile, getting into a confused stare off with Zhu Hong. 

The cheers and shouts came to an abrupt stop. Everyone exchanged confused glances. 

What just happened?
This must be what people call a "demonstration accident"... Lou Cheng snickered. Amid panic and confusion, with everyone's attention focused on the interior of the arena, Lou Cheng grabbed his phone, snapped a picture, then jostled his way out of the "wall of people". He smoothed his clothes and sauntered off. 

The crowd began coming back to their senses after a while. Among them, two white males exchanged glances. They realized it was a fraud. 

"George, let's go back to lessons," a freckled youth with brown hair said disappointedly. In the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Zhu Hong doing a kip up in panic.
The timing of the quake was extremely close to the timing when the pupils fell down, which made it easy to confuse the order of the events and think that the latter occurred first.
"Okay," sighed a blonde youth with large arms and vivid devil tattoos. "Even in China, there aren't many martial artists who are as powerful as Peng and Lou."
Not to mention among those that were willing to go abroad!
...　　
After leaving the Dragon Punch Dojo, Lou Cheng wandered aimlessly along the nearby roads. He shared the incident with Yan Zheke through text, along with the picture he took.
She replied with an emoji of [tears of joy].
"Poor Master Zhu, he must be glumly drawing circles on the ground with his fingers, wondering whom he offended. He'll probably direct his suspicions to enemies of the past or Dojo competitors. He'll never be able to guess that it was the work of someone who had nothing better to do."
"I'm not sure if he'll even realize someone was pulling his leg. Maybe he'll treat it as one of those 'demonstration' accidents." Lou Cheng said emphasizing "demonstration".
The scene of Lou Cheng and Joseph's conversation came to Yan Zheke's mind.
"Haha. So, I was thinking, if that person knew your intention was to eliminate all threats before they could harm me, and that he wasn't even an immediate threat, I wonder what his expression will look like?" she mused. 
Imagine if someone didn't reply with "I had nothing better to do" and gave an honest answer instead: "I am eliminating all potential threats for my wife's safety."
How would Joseph have reacted?
If it was me, I'll probably have demanded: "Who is your wife?" and receive the weird answer: "You don't know her." After more odd exchanges like "Do I have any ties with her?" getting the response of "Probably not", he would have probably been extremely baffled and inconsolably livid...
"Probably the expression of someone dying with bitter regret. [snickering]" replied Lou Cheng.
Yan Zheke replied with [laughing behind a clasped hand], before she made herself focus on class again.
Rest in peace, Mr Joseph, you are just unlucky that I came to Connecticut to study.
The exchange reminded Lou Cheng of his Operation Connecticut Criminal Extermination. He began to leisurely filter through the list for more potential targets.
"Nightmare" was stronger than Joseph, but there were no likely suspects linked to the name, so even identifying him was a problem to Lou Cheng, much less finding the resources to pay him a visit. Also, his crimes were all committed in the ghettos— that makes it possible to effectively avoid him.
Out of the others, some were no match for Aunt Du, and the rest— except for two of them— couldn't threaten Ke in any way.
The first was a Polish descendent named Maszewski, whose combat capabilities were merely passable. He was the boss of a Connecticut mafia that was involved in smuggling firearms and large-scale drug deals. He worshipped "spirit cultivation" and loved throwing raves, where he would manipulate young girls with drugs and lure innocent people, and under some circumstances, high combat capabilities wouldn't be enough to keep you out of trouble.
Maszewski was arrested a few times, but he always took precaution and managed to deny being involved in those crimes. His trusted underlings took the fall for him and rotted in jail while he walks a free man to this day.
The other was Pavel, a member of the church whose combat capabilities was that of a martial artist. When his alleged crimes of sexually assaulting children and young girls surfaced, he went off the grid. According to rumors, he was hiding right inside the renowned Holy Top Church, but without evidence, no one— not even superheroes— dared to search the place.
After contemplation, Lou Cheng unlocked his phone and sent an email asking Smith to feed him more information for his reference to an inconspicuous email address. 　
If a good opportunity arose, one that wouldn't leave any loose ends, he was willing to give it a shot. If not, he would drop the idea. After all, it would be best for him to keep a low profile while the Butcher case was still the talk of the town...
...
Smith pushed the car door open and exited the car. He stretched before heading towards the cafe.
At that moment, he heard a notification. He took out his phone, and wriggled his way into an email account that didn't belong to him. He saw Lou Cheng's "mail".
He read through the content. Disquieted, he brought his hands to his face.
God, is there no end to this?!
However, if we do pull this off a few more times, the public will no doubt shift their attention from the Butcher case to the newer cases, and the truth will remain buried. No one will bother finding out about my ties with the Deliveryman...
Of course, if we overdo it we will eventually be exposed...


Here martial arts are no longer intangible legends. They have been passed on from generation to generation and from century to century. After the confrontation with science and technology, they have completely integrated into modern society and all kinds of martial arts competitions are taking place across the country as superiority among scholars are hard to reach a consensus but not as difficult among martial artists!
Lou Cheng has inherited the lost skills of the greatest martial arts sect. Towards his original dream and the glory in his heart, he advances step by step, becoming the warrior of this modern city and the hero of the era!

Chinese Martial Arts Association.
Vice-president asked, "Has he been found?"
"There are just too many scammers. They just come here asking for $10,000."
"The only ones who didn't ask for money are those who said some unbelievable things."
"How so?"
"Heh, they say that a fortune-teller is the mysterious man. Funny, ain't it?"
"That really does sound funny. Why would someone with so much ability be a fortune-teller?"
Vice-president: "Keep searching. We have to draw him into the association no matter what."
"Sir, is it necessary to search like this?"
"Yes, it is. I've watched this video at least a hundred times. Even though it's just a few seconds long, I can tell from it that this man knows true kungfu. This is a real talent. There's nobody in this association who can do something like that," the Vice-President answered firmly.
"That can't be. That's a little exaggerated."
The association members wouldn't believe it.
The Vice-President said, "You don't understand. Such effective usage of kungfu in a real combat situation isn't something that can be achieved just through tough training, but it's something that is honed through experience and struggles."
"I understand. We'll keep searching."
…
Meanwhile, the reporters.
The reporters tasked with this job went straight to the internet and put up a reward for information. Anyone who provided legitimate information would be rewarded $10,000.
"Any news?"
"There's news, but we're in the process of elimination. There are too many people that are just giving fake information for the reward.
"Everyone, work a little harder today. If we find him, I'll bring you guys for a good break."
"Long live the chief editor!"
"Huh? Chief editor, come take a look," one of the workers called out.
He instantly drew everyone's attention.
"Let me see."
"This picture was sent by an online friend. I just did a side-by-side comparison with the man in the video. The level of similarity is at least 90%."
"Zoom in"
The worker zoomed in on the image, then placed it side-by-side with the video.
"Do a software testing of his face. We can't get this wrong."
"The testing is done. The level of similarity is at 95%."
"Quick! Ask your friend who this man is. We need first-hand information."
The chief editor banged the table in excitement as he let out a wide smile.
"I'm asking. He doesn't seem to be online," said the worker.
"Keep asking! We must find out as soon as possible."
"Roger."
...
A group of people was busy looking for Lin Fan at Cloud Street.
"Master Lin, you're really amazing."
"How could we not have noticed that you had such ability?"
"That Han Lu is still asking for a challenge. Hasn't he taken enough of a beating?"
"I've seen the video. It was absolutely ferocious!"
"What are you all talking about? What was ferocious?"
"Brother, could it be that you don't know?"
"Nope, I don't."
"God d*mn, it's about Han Lu. You really don't know?"
"I really don't. Hurry up and spit it out."
"It's better if you check out Weibo news yourself. To not know such a viral piece of news, I've suddenly lost my respect for you."
...
He couldn't even continue with his fortune-telling. He was surrounded by a huge crowd. These days, news spread too quickly. Even a slight disturbance would stir up huge waves on Weibo.
The townspeople consisted of many young people, as well as many middle-aged people who kept up with the latest news.
These middle-aged people, in particular, were brought up in a world of Chinese martial art fables. Now that Chinese martial arts were made obsolete, they were unhappy. However, Master Lin had suddenly appeared out of nowhere and ferociously struck back. It was a dominant return of Chinese martial arts. This made them extremely excited.
Lin Fan looked at the crowd and raised both his arms, "If I told you that that wasn't me, would you believe me?"
"No!"
Alright!
Lin Fan now knew that these people wouldn't believe him. He also didn't know who was the guy who shot the video. If only he knew who it was, Lin Fan would've given him an award for the best videographer for shooting his face so clearly.
"Let's not talk about this and continue with the fortune-telling," said Lin Fan.
The truth can't be hidden anymore. Since it's come to this, maybe it's better to just step up and fight. I'll just do it so they'll be satisfied. There's no point in keeping this up.
The worst part was that Lin Fan was afraid of fighting. He knew nothing about the third page of the Encyclopedia. If he were to challenge a professional fighter and get beaten up, he wouldn't know what to do.
"Fortune-telling can wait!"
"Master, you have to tell us. How did you train your martial arts to such a high level?"
"Are you accepting any disciples? I'm very serious! I won't cause any trouble for you."
…
The crowd all had something to say. Lin Fan was left dumbfounded. This situation was scary.
Eventually, after a tremendous effort, he finally managed to disperse this fiery group of people. However, he couldn't relax just yet. Fraud Tian came up to Lin Fan with a look of suspicion on his face.
"What have you done now, kid?" Fraud Tian was very curious. Something wasn't right. The townsfolk didn't even want to have their fortunes read anymore. They were just surrounding this kid, asking him questions non-stop and they were all related to fighting too.
Just by looking at this kid's physique, you would think that if he got into a fight, he would get beaten up half to death.
"I see some disdain in your eyes," said Lin Fan.
"You don't say. I wouldn't dare to talk about anything else but with regards to fighting,
I'm sure that you're not any good," Fraud Tian sneered.
Lin Fan opened the video on his phone, "Take a look."
Fraud Tian laughed, "Sure, I'll take a look, but there's no way you can convince me."
However, by the time Fraud Tian reached the end of the video, his expression had turned serious.
He finished the video, then replayed it again.
Then, he replayed it a second time.
Fraud Tian was astonished.
Then, a third time.
Absolutely dumbfounded.
A fourth time.
He couldn't believe it.
A fifth time.
A grave expression appeared on his face.
He replayed it for a total of 10 times.
Fraud Tian put the phone down and looked at Lin Fan with a face full of shock.
"That's you in the video?"
Lin Fan chuckled then grabbed the phone. With a smug face, he said, "Not too bad, eh? I didn't even use my full strength. The opponent was already down, so it was pointless."
Fraud Tian stared blankly at Lin Fan.
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have believed it.
Although the fighting only lasted a few seconds, just from these few seconds, you could tell that his ability was not average.
Fraud Tian had watched the video a total of 10 times. His final conclusion was that it was...abnormal.
He was clearly using the kicking technique of the Ba Gua Zhang, followed by a palm strike and finally, finishing with Pi Zhang chop.
Although it looked simple, to do it at such a level was not simple at all, especially against someone with such a strong physique who was in a charging motion. It should've been almost impossible to stop his momentum.
"When did you train to such a level? And, how is it even possible at this age?"
Lin Fan laughed, "Hehe, this is called hiding one's true abilities. I'm not as stupid as to let you see through me."
"It can't be. If you were so strong, that time...why did you…"
"Hehe, you were there, weren't you? Against some small fries, if I were to raise my hand, do you think they would still be alive?" said Lin Fan.
Fraud Tian was shaken. He himself was a Ba Gua Zhang practitioner, but this kid was so much better than him.
Hea had started training at the age of three and had been training for decades. He had taken countless beatings to achieve the strength and ability that he possessed.
This kid is still so young, how is this possible?
If Lin Fan knew what he was thinking, he would surely have an answer:
"Because you're so friendly to me, that's how I managed to pick up this skill."


I am Lin Fan and I've become a jack of all trades just because of a powerful Encyclopedia. 
In the first ever competition organised for trolls, all the other contestants lost. The crowd exclaimed, "Brother, you're so good at trolling." 
Lin Fan replied, "But I've never been trolling..."

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Aps and Status points are the same thing said differently.

Also I did have summoning in mind, I was gonna make it a locked feature like a surprise for Mc.

Shoutout to the people that mentioned it.

I'm going to crunch the training into one chapter for now so I can get to the main story. I'm gonna do more training arcs in the future.

Also I chose Demi-God race because I wanted to follow the New 52 Origin of Wonder Woman where she is the daughter of Zeus and wanted Mc to have something in common.

Tbh, I started this novel because of an idea I had and it kept popping up so I wrote the first chapter in 2 hours and published right away. I didn't expect too many ppl to notice. So thanks for ur support.

○●Krius Dante is Back!!!○●

That Author Fucker took too long. This is suppose to be all me but whatever. All Right kids it's gonna be an info dump today. Nothing too hard but if you don't pay attention don't ask questions later.

So where were we? Still in the forest of course. I have been grinding for a while you know? Like for a month or so but I'm barely close to Wonder Woman.

I leveled up like crazy coz of my Shadow Clones, they are practically broken.

I implemented the Fairy Tail system as well. The Magic from Fairy Tail fused with my mana so they are the same now.

Also the Author changed a few things cause of him being a dumbass and everything.

Well this is my stats for now

[ Name: Krius Dante

Race: Demi-God

Age: 24

Level: 74

STR: 486

AGL: 451

SPD: 451

DEX: 451

INT: 141

LCK: 105

Mana: 9000. Regen 100 per minute.

Chakra: 5000. Regen 100 per minute.

INNATE SKILLS : Immortality, High Abnormal Resistance.

Skill Obtained : 

Multi Shadow Clone Jutsu Lvl 5

 Lightning style Chakra Mastery Lvl 5

 Fire style Chakra Mastery Lvl 5

 Wood Style Kekkei Genkai Lvl 6

 Flying Thunder God Lvl 4

 High Speed Regeneration Lvl 3

 Lightning God Slayer Lvl 5



DNA obtained: Hashirama.


System DNA store


System Magical Skills/Super-powers store 


System Item Store


Anime/Dc System points: 2,550 ap ]


I got System points from killing monsters then Leveling up but I spent most in getting new Skills and A DNA. DNAs are so expensive though.


Getting Various DNA would basically grant me a lot of the personal abilities and sometimes weaknesses of that person or race but the weaknesses can be overcome if I have a DNA that has resistance to it. My stats goes up based on the DNA. Pretty cool right?

I got +200 Physical Stats from Hashirama DNA. I got Wood style as well.

I also got High Speed Regeneration. It may look useless since I am immortal but being immortal only means I won't age. I could still be killed from heavy injuries, hunger and things like that.

My base Physical stats go up from leveling up but I can increase a specific stat with stat points. It went up by 2 for every level except for Intelligence and Luck then I got 2 stat point for each level up. I put half of the stat point into my Intelligence then the other half to my strength.

My magic and Chakra amount and regen speed went up when I leveled up.

I am able to make around 500 Shadow Clones at once now. I learned that I get an exponential Exp boost if I dispel them one by one. 

Let's say every one of my Shadow Clones and I are fighting a boss monster. Each of us would get an equal amount of exp after killing it and the one that landing the last blow would get a much higher amount of exp. 

Then if I dispel one of the shadow clone, all of the shadow clones and I would get his experience adding to all the clones' and my base exp. Feels broken somehow. (A/N: I don't know if I can explain it better, I'm sorry if you don't get it. If anyone gets it pls tell anyone who doesn't)

But fucking hell, I didn't get to fight any boss monsters at all. I have been fighting only normal monsters so far using that method.

I have about 2000 ap right now. I should buy some martial art skills.

'System show me the prices for various Martial Art skills.'

[ Tai jutsu (From Naruto) 200 ap
Jujitsu 200 ap

Karate 200 ap

Kungfu 200 ap 

Taekwondo 200 ap

Sword Mastery 200 ap

And more..... ]


Pretty Cheap huh? 

'Buy all of the shown ones'

[ Done. Skills are being added. ]

Whenever I buy skills, the basic information and the uses of the skills pops up in my head. From there I can level up skills individually. Skills level up rarely so you have to use the skills over and over.

●●●●●

5 months passed. I obtained many other skills and leveled up a lot. But that's not the important thing right now.

Right now I am staring at a dragon's face. To be honest, it looks terrifying. Like fucking hell, dragons in real life looks terrifying as shit.

 It's the first Boss Monster I encountered. 

I can feel its pressure. It knows I am here. It releasing its aura to show how powerful it really is. I swallow my breath with a gulp and step forward. I deployed a 8 shadow clones. They scatter and surround the dragon. My shadow clones upgraded and now they are more sturdy.

I pull out a curved blade with no grip with hilt being covered in clothes. I purchased this from item store. I take a stance in front of the Dragon.

With the use of my Sword Mastery skill I got a pretty good handle on the sword. Although I don't really want to use a weapon, I have to for this fight you know?

Otherwise how the fuck am I gonna say I 'slayed' a dragon. I purchased various Dragon Slayer Magic but don't worry bout that. I am gonna fight using my sword while my clones does the magic part.

My clones took a safe distance away from the dragon and roared. They made use of various Dragon Slayer magic. 


"Fire Dragon's Roar!!!!"
"Iron Dragon's Roar!!!!"
"Sky Dragon's Roar!!!!"
"Lightning Dragon's Roar!!!!"
"Poison Dragon's Roar!!!!"
"Holy Dragon's Roar!!!!"
"Shadow Dragon's Roar!!!!"

I purchased the original 7 dragon slayer magic to pay omage to the series. The dragon didn't expect attacks from all side. Being cornered It released an attack of it's own. It was directed towards me, somehow it sense I was the more dangerous one.

I immediately put up my bastard sword in front of me to block the attack. As I was blocking, a kunai grazes by me towards the dragon. As soon as it reaches on top of the dragon a shadow appears grabbing the kunai then turning around with a,

"Planetary Rasengan!!!"

Yeah I learned that too.😎😎 My clone used Flying Thunder God to teleport at the top of the Dragon and Slams it with the Rasengan. The dragon gets slammed into the ground.

I start running towards the dragon as it gets up still disoriented from the attack. I swing my sword with both hands then,

"GETSUGA TENSHOU!!!!"

😋😋hehe. I unlocked the Bleach Power System when I was killing monsters with a sword. I immediately purchased the Ichigo DNA. IT BOOSTED MY STATS BY 900!!!! Can you believe that?

After 2 months of earning Status Points I bought Zangetsu. Apparently I can only purchase the first Shikai Version and it would unlock the other versions by itself later on.

The Dragon had no guard against that because of the attack earlier. It head gets separated from its long neck as it falls to the ground. 

That was...way too fucking easy. Wtf?

[ Host Level Up! Level Up! Level Up! Level Up! Level Up! Level Up! Level Up! ]

[ Host is now Level 200. ]

[ Bonus gift for reaching another hundred received ]

Aii. Let's dispel the Shadow Clones one by one.

[ Host Level Up! Level Up! Level Up...]

That went on for a while and now I am level 250. Recieved another Bonus gift for leveling up fast. 

' Open all the Bonus gifts '

[ +200,000 Sytem points
  + Kurama unlocked
  + Skill: Sage mode obtained
  + Ice Devil Slayer Magic Obtained
  + Speed Force Powers Obtained
  + Byakugan Eyes Skill Obtained ]

HOLY SHIT!!!! Isn't this a bit much?

[ Would Host like to Implement everything? ]

'YES!!!!'

I will definitely have to try out the skills later.


[ Notice: Host is becoming a Jinchuriki ]

Oh? That's a massive power boost for me as well, noice.

[ Done. Host is now comparable to Wonder Woman. ]

WAIT WHAT ??

'Isn't it suppose to take me years?'

[ Correct but System didn't account for Host's unique way of utilizing Shadow Clones to get a traning boost ]

For real? I fucking knew it. The Shadow Clones are broken as hell

I need some more skills.

'Is there any mind alteration skills and any immunity to the lasso of truth?'

[ There is the Skill: Absolute Mind Alteration/Control for 100,000 ap and the Skill: God of lies for 90,000. Would Host like to buy these skills? ]

'Yes. Implement them as well.'

[ Done ]

The reason I bought this skill is because not all girls likes the same type of guy so there might be some cases where I would have to change their preferences. And the reason for the skill God of lies is pretty obvious.

Hey! hey!!! I know what you are thinking!!! You think I'm shameless?

Then you are absolutely fucking right!!

I wanna make my Harem as big as I can and get any girls I want. For that reason I am willing to go to any lengths.

Well whatever here's my stats as of right now.

[ Name: Krius Dante

Race: Demi-God

Age: 24

Level: 250

STR: 1740

AGL: 1871

SPD: 1705

DEX: 1705

INT: 151

LCK: 105

Mana: 58,000. Regen 1000 per minute.

Chakra: 90,000. Regen 1000 per minute.

Reishi: 85,000. Regen 1000 per minute.


INNATE SKILLS : Immortality, High Abnormal Resistance.

Skill Obtained : 

Multi Shadow Clone Jutsu Lvl 8

 Lightning style Chakra Mastery Lvl 6

 Fire style Chakra Mastery Lvl 6

 Wood Style Kekkei Genkai Lvl 8

 Flying Thunder God Lvl 4

 High Speed Regeneration Lvl 4

Rasengan Lvl 7

Sage mode Lvl 1

Kurama Chakra mode Lvl 1

Byakugan Lvl 1

Taijutsu Lvl 5

Lightning God Slayer Lvl 9

Fire Dragon Slayer Lvl 7

Iron Dragon Slayer Lvl 4

Sky Dragon Slayer Lvl 5

Lightning Dragon Slayer Lvl 2

Poison Dragon Slayer Lvl 6

Holy Dragon Slayer Lvl 5

Shadow Dragon Slayer Lvl 6

Ice Devil slayer Lvl 1

Getsuga Tenshou Lvl 6

Hollowfication Lvl 4

Speed Force Lvl 1

Jujitsu Lvl 4

Karate Lvl 3

Taekwondo Lvl 5


Kungfu Lvl 4

Sword Mastery Lvl 5


DNA obtained: Hashirama, Ichigo.


System DNA store


System Magical Skills/Super-powers store 


System Item Store


Anime/Dc System points: 12,950 ap ]

Bang Bang Bang...
Steve's combat skills were constantly improving, and so was his control over his strength. However, to Judy, Steve's improvement was still too slow.
"Your control over your body has only increased by 5%, and the damage value has only increased by 5%. That is still too weak." Judy observed the battle between the both of them, quickly analyzing Steve's physical condition.
She then announced, "Your skills have only increased by 5%, with a 10% brain development. According to this ratio, even if your brain developed to 100%, it would only increase your skills by 50%. Thus, you would be unable to achieve even the minimum requirement."
Judy was instantly disappointed. This was because, when the Lemurian brain development had reached 100%, even the weakest being could double the damage value. In other words, one would be able to reach a combat power of 1,200 points with just 600 points of combat power.
Steve had only increased his skills by 5%, and his brain development could reach 10%. Thus, it had been reduced by half. This meant that even the lowest standards had not been achieved!
Steve had far exceeded the strength of those at the same level by increasing his strength by 50%. Also, Steve's basic cell value was now close to 300 points, and when ignoring other factors, his combat power could reach 300 points. An increase of 5% in strength was equivalent to an increase of 15 points in damage value, which resulted in his attaining 315 damage value points.
If the development of the brain cells were to reach 100%, an increase in strength by 50% would be the equivalent of an increase to the damage value by 150 points, then he would be able to reach 450 points of combat power!
However, this was all still a far cry from meeting the Lemurians' standard!
"Master, you have to lower your fists... Don't flex the muscles on your forearm too much." The voice of the Heart of the Universe reverberated in Steve's mind.
At this moment, a predefined 3D image appeared in Steve's mind, using the same techniques as Steve. However, the image's control of the techniques and power was much more precise and fluid.
As Steve made subtle adjustments according to the teachings of the Heart of the Universe, his strength did increase, bit by bit.
Bang!
Steve elbowed sideways, but was blocked by Kungfu Judy, who grabbed Steve's arm, circled behind him quickly, then grabbed his neck in a sort of headlock position. As such, Steve was having difficulty breathing.
"Your strength and skills are too weak, so it's best to end this battle," Kungfu Judy said indifferently. "You have failed this..."
However, the voice of the Heart of the Universe interrupted her, urging Steve. "Master, grab the clothes behind her neck, then use the strength from your waist to throw her down!"
A predetermined image appeared in Steve's mind in an instant. According to the image, Steve had grabbed the clothes around Kungfu Judy's neck, turned his left leg back, then suddenly hit her left foot, thus unbalancing her body.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, using the strength from his waist, he suddenly slammed Kungfu Judy from behind. As he did so, there was a flash of shock in her eyes.
She was just about to fall, when suddenly, Kungfu Judy turned around and grabbed Steve's clothes. Using them as leverage, Kungfu Judy was able to steady herself, then land on both feet.
Kungfu Judy then started her counterattack. She quickly grabbed Steve's foot and was about to pull him down, when suddenly, she hit Steve in the face with a punch instead!
"That's not right!" exclaimed Steve.
"There are no rules to this fight!" Kungfu Judy said coldly.
Steve suddenly grit his teeth and grabbed Kungfu Judy's fist with one hand. He then looked up and hit Kungfu Judy in the face.
Bang!
As both of their heads bumped together, Kungfu Judy felt a wave of dizziness, which caused her to quickly pull away from Steve.
"11%!" The main system outside Judy was pleasantly surprised.
Originally, Steve's strength had only grown by about 5%, but in the face of such a crisis, it had risen to 11%! In other words, if Steve's brain development were to reach 100%, his strength would be doubled! This would be even a tiny bit better than the mere passing line!
"This fellow's potential apparently only increases during a critical moment!" Judy's eyes shone with interest.
In the battlefield, Kungfu Judy immediately changed her fighting style, most of which was mainly defensive. However, she continued to constantly test Steve's strength level. She then began to go on the offensive, putting Steve in danger instantly.
"You are so strong! Are our basic combat power values really the same?" Steve was shocked.
"Master, according to my analysis, she uses the same combat power as you do. But each time you fight, she'll be one percent stronger than you," the Heart of the Universe responded.
One percent seemed to be very little, but this one percent gap had been suppressing Steve, causing his counterattacks to be blocked. Plus, he also had to face the fierce attack from the other side!
As all of this was taking place, Steve's strength was increasing under Kungfu Judy's suppression.
Bang!
Suddenly, Kung Fu Judy hit Steve in the abdomen with her foot. Steve doubled over and fell to the ground. He then raised his hand and said, "Stop... I have no strength left…Let's stop fighting!"
If it were not for Steve's fast recovery and unwavering persistence, he would've been exhausted after this recent three-hour battle. Only when Kungfu Judy saw Steve lying on the ground and gasping for air, completely spent, did she stop attacking him.
"A 19% increase in strength," Kungfu Judy said calmly. "Get up. Just a bit more and you can break through to 20%, so continue fighting!"
"I really have no strength left..." Steve was exhausted.
After all, he was human, not a spiritual body like Judy, who, as long as her spiritual power was not exhausted, would not even know what exhaustion was!
"Now, I'll allow you to attack me with original force. Without a breakthrough of 20%, you'll fail your assessment," Kungfu Judy said seriously.
In fact, Judy's minimum standard was a 10% brain development, which could increase strength by 10%. However, during the battle, Judy found that Steve would explode with unexpected power, but only if he was oppressed.
It was precisely because of this that Kungfu Judy constantly made it harder for him. She was forcing more potential from Steve.
"Even if I could use the original force, please let me have a rest first." Steve gasped.
"You've reached your limit. Now, you can only break through the bottleneck by breaking past that limit!" Kungfu Judy's expression was solemn.
She then suddenly condensed a long black whip, which whipped towards Steve, bending irregularly with amazing strength!

Blue Star Year 2019, the alien invasion of the Blue Star. The planet has been transformed, air, gravity, magnetic field all sent changes. Air and water are highly toxic and polluted. In order to adapt to the environment, human beings and organisms have embarked on the path of gene evolution.

"I, soldier Steve Washington, hereby vows to protect mankind, bring hope and light to mankind, fight for the future of mankind, and lead mankind against aliens..."

An unconspicuous recruit read his oath during the enlistment of the recruits.
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I'll typically update my novel at around 18:00 (GMT+8).

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*** Warning***
Please be aware that this novel will be rated M for Mature, with some violent and sexual content that aren't appropriate for all audiences.

"Please!" said Li Jing as he assumed his pose.
"Bring it on!" Ali replied in a carefree manner.
A look of rage flashed across Li Jing's eyes. He placed his fist together in a bow, then placed a foot in front of him and shot forward like a nocked arrow. He bounced off the ground with his fist rising upwards straight at Ali.
That punch shot out in a flash, expertly utilizing the strength from his entire body. Like a fearsome tiger breaking out of its cage, it shocked the audience below the ring.
The corner of Ali's mouth curled into a contemptuous smile. When the first almost reach him, he effortlessly raised his palm.
Slam!
His huge palm easily caught hold of Li Jing's fist!
Li Jing's expression turned dark in an instant, he then lowered his body, launching a kick upwards!
His knee aimed straight for Ali's chest, pressing the attack like a continual storm.
However, that kick was also effortlessly blocked by Ali's arms. Following that, he lifted Li Jing like a chick and chucked him aside, throwing him out of the ring instantly!
A sense of helplessness took over Li Jing as he felt his heart falling into a pit.
When faced with Ali, he felt like a child being toyed with. Even if he managed to hit him, it would not cause much damage.
The difference in their physiques was too much.
"GOOD[1]!" Countless foreigners in the audience cheered out loud. Some of them even whistled along.
"Chinese Kungfu is trash!"
"Hehe, you're too weak," Ali laughed lightly, "is this the so-called Chinese Kungfu?"
The Chinese in the crowd all took on a bitter expression. Li Jing and company had naturally heard of the rumors where Li Jing was the once famed martial artist celebrity. Most importantly, he practiced real Kungfu, yet his Kungfu was nothing in front of Ali, as though everything was just a facade.
Was Chinese Kungfu that weak?
He bit his lips, feeling his resolve shaken.
Ali took two steps forward, looking down at Li Jing with his towering form.
"I'll stand right here. If you can push me back, I'll agree to your request." The insolent voice conveyed his contempt towards Li Jing.
"Not only you. Your friends can come into the ring too. You just need to push me back!"
Silence took over the hall!
The Chinese were stunned, whereas the foreigners were enjoying the entertainment.
"That's too much!" Li Tai trembled in rage. That was not just humiliating them, it was humiliating their country's heritage!
The other three martial arts stuntmen exchanged glances, then gritted their teeth and got in the ring.
Four on one. It was unfair, but Li Jing had no other choice.
"Haha, come!"
Ali laughed maniacally, glaring at the four like a tiger. 
"Go!"
The four rushed out at the same time, splitting up and attacking each of Ali's limbs from four different directions.
They used various techniques. One focused on kicks, the other on grappling, while Li Jing used his fists. He brought out his signature move, carrying with it the pride of Chinese Kungfu. They could not afford to be looked down upon by the foreigners regardless of the consequences.
Bang, bang, bang, bang!
Four separate sounds could be heard. All their attacks landed on Ali, but he did not budge an inch.
"Weak. Too weak! Is this the strength of Chinese Kungfu?" Ali laughed coldly. He swung his limbs, immediately sending all four of them flying.
"What a waste of time." He shook his head. "If I knew you guys are such pushovers, I wouldn't even have to do this myself."
Li Jing and the three looked downcast.
"I didn't expect the boxing champion to be this strong,"[2] Li Tai muttered as he sat limply on his chair, his eyes filled with dread.
He was too strong, on an entirely different level.
He had seen Li Jing and the other three stuntmen's Kungfu. Although they could not walk on walls or take flight, they were much stronger than the average human. They might even be comparable to the special units. They had a wide variety of techniques, but none of them did anything to Ali.
Their expertise was toppled by overwhelming strength!
Ali overwhelmed them completely!
"How can that man be this strong?!" Xu Nan was similarly stunned.
Li Jing's group attack was by no means weak. However, it did not go past Ali's defenses. Furthermore, the strength of four men was simultaneously outmatched by Ali. Just how strong was he?
That was...too terrifying!
"Hehe, I've said this before. Chinese Kungfu is only for show, it's complete trash before boxing!" Lu Chao laughed. "Ali did not even take action. If he acted, he would only need one punch. Do you think those four would be able to withstand it?"
"Ali, Ali, Ali!"
"England's pride!"
"Chinese Kungfu is trash!"
All the foreigners in the hall were cheering while many Chinese kept silent.
Ali's strength was deeply imprinted into their minds. Unless a martial arts expert like those from the movies appeared, who else could defeat the former boxing champion?
Did such a person exist? Could Chinese Kungfu be trained to such a level?
That was almost impossible!
"Should we give Ye Lingchen a call?" Sister Lin asked. 
Li Tai sighed, then shook his head. "Even if we asked Young Maser Ye over, it won't be of any help. It's my ignorance and lack of consideration."
The boxing champion was too strong and prideful. The chances of recruiting him were almost nonexistent.
Although Ye Lingchen also knew Kungfu, Li Tai did not think that he would be a match for the boxing champion.
"We'll just tell him it got rejected and think of some other ways. There are plenty of foreigners in China anyway," Xiao Feifei suggested.
It was better to not let Ye Lingchen learn of this humiliating incident.
"Chinese Kungfu, Is, Not, Trash!" Li Jing shouted word by word as he slowly climbed back up from the floor.
Ali looked at him with interest.
"Although you have defeated us, that's because we're not well versed in our arts. We only skimmed the surface from the depths of our Chinese Kungfu. You're only being insolent because you've not met a true expert!" Li Jing continued.
He could not tolerate others looking down on Chinese Kungfu.
"A true expert" Ali showed a conceited smile. "You Chinese just love to brag. Where's the expert? I've been in China for so many years and I have yet to meet a person that could withstand one of my punches!"
"All you can do is brag, to produce a movie like Huo Yuanjia to deceive yourself when in fact, Chinese Kungfu is just a piece of sh*t! If you don't agree, feel free to challenge me anytime. I'll take you on! This is a statement from me, Ali!"
Ali stood there unmoving like a stiff pole, his sound resounded in the ears of the audience.
One minute, two minutes, three minutes...
Silence!
Nobody said a word as they were overwhelmed by Ali's presence.
That was a letter of challenge issued by boxing towards Chinese Kungfu!
[1] This part is a cheer by the foreigners in English so we'll be keeping that portion as written as that's the author's take on English.
[2] Really Li Tai? You really think the champion that built his career around boxing would be defeated by someone that acts in action movies? Where is your common sense? Special forces? Really? Sorry guys, sometimes even us translators/editors have rants about the plot. Have fun reading :D


Ye Lingchen was a regular high schooler who struggled with exams and expectations from his parents.
All that changed after he woke up from a strange dream and discovered that he had been granted the 'Prodigy System'. His life changed from this point on. Reading a book allowed him to learn its content immediately. Listening to lectures granted instant understanding of the lesson. Observation of a technique imprinted knowledge of the technique used.
Learning had never been so easy, and as the saying goes, knowledge is power. In this case, he now had access to a ton of unbridled power. 
What does it feel like to become a 'prodigy' overnight? Follow Ye Lingchen on this journey to discover the limitless possibilities...

How did Xia Jing become your fiancé, no wonder she isn't willing to go back, if I was a girl, I wouldn't want to look at you, who's a pig head.

"What are you looking at me for? Do you know who I am? Don't fucking think you're something just because I was a little nice, Uncle Bin, practice with him," Lei Xiaolong swore angrily.

One of the expressionless suit walked over to me, from the way he walked I could be sure that this fellow was a martial artist.

Uncle Bin walked in front of me, and threw a bunch towards my stomach with a lot of power. I quickly dodged to one side.

Fuck him, this Lei Xiaolong was quite black-hearted, if I didn't train then my intestines might have been beaten out of place by this Uncle Bin's punch! If this was hit onto normal people, they would definitely have internal injuries.

"The surname with Lei, I have no crossed you before. What is this supposed to mean?" I roared.

"Heh, what's this supposed to mean! Where did you hide Xia Jing?" Lei Xiaolong said with a pale face.

"What do you mean where did I hide her? Even if I saved her, I have no need to know where she went right?" I asked him back.

"Good, very good! You finally admit you've seen Xia Jing! Say it, where is she now?" Lei Xiaolong roared.
"Your memory must be terrible right? I told you I don't know!" I said fearlessly. That Uncle Bin's moves were only so so, I only just found that my agility was this good, that punch from Uncle Bin was like in slow motion from my perspective.

"You, fine! Uncle Bin watch him, I'm going out for a little," after that, Lei Xiaolong sneered sinisterly as he went out of the room.

"Uncle Bin right? From my view we shouldn't fight, I'm scared of you dying," I was very confident in myself. I notice my kungfu was getting out of this world, I don' know if it was because my relentless practice recently, or it's due to the experience of being the sanda champion in my previous life, it's just that ever since I acted as a hero and saved a beauty, I was very happy with my prowess. However I only found out the real reason after having a talk with old bro Yama a long time later.

"Your kungfu is pretty good, there are people that can dodge my punch just now, but there aren't many in Huaxia, and they are all older than you! Heroes really come from a young age! However I don't dare to go against Young Master Lei's orders, even if I have to risk my life I have to exchange a few blows with you," said Uncle Bin.

This Uncle Bin was a man, but he followed the wrong master. Just as the two of us were taking stances to fight a grand battle, the room door was pushed open.

The person that entered was Zhao Yanyan, she quickly walked in front of me and asked me, "Liu Lei, are you alright?"

I shook my head, I was already really different when I had just been reborn, at least talent improved a lot from back then. I was prepared to happily fight a battle with that Uncle Bin, it seems like that plan is in the dumpster.


At that moment, Lei Xiaolong was standing awkwardly at one side, watching Zhao Yanyan and me, not knowing what to say.

"Lei Xiaolong, what right did you have to capture my hubby?" Seeing that I was alright, Zhao Yanyan asked Lei Xiaolong furiously.

"This, hehe, I didn't know that he is Yanyan-meimei, your… boyfriend, misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding," Lei Xiaolong was so angry that his heart was itching, but he couldn't say anything, he clearly knew who is Zhao Yanyan, he have seen her a few times when he followed his father to invest in Songjiang province, her grandfather was someone that even his own father didn't dare to cross. Although his father could be said to be able to summon wind and rain, but there was no need to anger a provisional official due to his small issues.

At this moment, a black suit ran over, and said a few words quietly beside Le Xiaolong's ear, Lei Xiaolong's expression immediately darkened, and turned towards me and said, "What do you mean by this? Xia Jing was in your home, why did you say you don't know? I'm telling you, Xia Jing's identity isn't something you can climb to, if something happened to her, I'll make you unable to eat…"

Before Lei Xiaolong finished, Zhao Yanyan glared at him and interrupted, "Who are you trying to scare?"

"I —— I ——" Lei Xiaolong wanted to say something, but couldn't, and just swore in his heart that I would kill you once your grandpa enters the soil.

It seemed like I could hide the situation anymore, if I continued, the issue between Lei Xiaolong and I may very well develop into the issue between Zhao Yanyan's grandfather and Lei Xiaolong's father.

"That's right, Xia Jing is actually in my home, but I don't know who she is, and didn't know that the person you wanted to find is her," I said.

Seeing that I succumbed to a non-violent technique, he couldn't really say anything else, and said, "Nothing, I have to thank you for saving my fiancé." Lei Xiaolong didn't understand the relationship between the person before him and the Zhao family, and since he has been offered a way out, he followed it. Since he wouldn't do something as dumb as establishing another powerful enemy for no reason no matter how dumb he was.

Although I could tell that Lei Xiaolong seemed to have the intention to make peace, but the three characters "fiancé pierced my ears, I couldn't help but frown.

Zhao Yanyan noticed my change, lightly took up my hand and gripped it. I know she was telling me not to be impulsive.

After a while, I saw that Xia Jing had a look of a martyr as she was pushed in by two black suits. When Xia Jing saw me, a frantic expression immediately appeared on her face as she glared angrily at Lei Xiaolong, "Lei Xiaolong, what did you do to Da… Liu Lei?"

I felt a sense of sweetness in my heart after hearing that, the little beauty still cared about me, and I know that she was just about to call me Da Gege, but there were too many people here.

Lei Xiaolong said unhappily, "Jingjing, he is Yanyan-meimei boyfriend, what can I do to him?"

Xia Jing also noticed Zhao Yanyan who was standing beside me holding my hand, a slither of depression flashed across her eyes before returning to normal.

However I saw this change, I was unnaturally happy in my heart. Then made a secret decision, isn't he just a pretentious rich second generation, I'll kill you in the future.

The moment Zhao Yanyan and I left the hotel, I asked, "Yanyan, how did you find me?"
"You're asking? The moment Guo Qing said you were taken away, I knew it must have been done by this fellow Lei Xiaolong, and immediately got Uncle Zhang to help me find where they are staying," Zhao Yanyan said.

"You already know Lei Xiaolong?" It was weird, from Zhao Yanyan's tone, she knew Lei Xiaolong already.

"En, his dad is Lei Fubai. He followed his father once to our Songjiang city, we met each other a few times," Zhao Yanyan didn't hide anything and spoke truthfully. Since she must let me know these things, since it concerns my safety.

He died on the wedding of the girl he had a crush on, after a long and successful career. After convincing Yama to send him back to the world, he decides to fix the areas in which his life went wrong. Realizing the lack of love and romance in his past life, he sets out to conquer the hearts of various women.

PS

I do not own this novel

I just want to save this novel from oblivion since I always saw the "So Pure, So Flirtatious" but no VPAA novel associated with, because this novel is its Prequel.

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