I can only beat noobs.

Chapter 7 Rules
You have defeated another level 1 enemy, gaining 1 experience points.

You have defeated another level 1 enemy, gaining 1 experience points.

You have defeated another level 2 enemy, gaining 2 experience points.

……

Every time Chen Ming fought a teenager, a notification would pop up, and the experience points he gained would be halved.

God knows how much effort he put in to keep himself from laughing out loud.

After 15 sparring sessions, he gained another 23 experience points.

This was an unexpected surprise.

I initially thought that defeating the same person a second time wouldn't grant any experience points. But I was wrong...

"It seems very likely that there is a time limit."

On his way home, Chen Ming pondered the difference. Last time he was in jail, the interval was too short. This time, it was a whole day.

Of course, there are other possibilities.

This requires further verification.

Regardless, this is definitely a major piece of good news.

As Chen Ming was thinking, he suddenly heard an angry voice, "...You don't know him, so why are you pleading with Master for his sake?"

Hey, isn't that Wen Zehao?
It sounded like he was arguing with someone.

Chen Ming didn't want to get involved, so he immediately turned around and left without listening to their argument.

……

Huo Qianqian looked at Wen Zehao, whose face was contorted with jealousy, her own face flushed, and her eyes glistened with tears of grievance.

The usually gentle and refined seventh senior brother actually scolded her like this over a trivial matter.

Even her grandfather never scolded her.

She was furious and said angrily, "Who do you think you are? Who gives you the right to tell me what to do? I can't just stand up for whoever I want."

"you--"

Wen Zehao's anger flared even more intensely, as if he were about to explode.

When Huo Qianqian saw his ferocious appearance, she was first frightened, then anger rose in her heart, "What, are you going to hit me again?"

Wen Zehao froze on the spot, ultimately not daring to make a move.

Seeing that he was not saying anything, Huo Qianqian turned around and left.

With nowhere to vent his anger, Wen Zehao punched a tree. With a crack, the tree, as thick as a bowl, snapped in two and collapsed.

……

Chen Ming had no idea he was missing out on a great show. He was currently thinking about how to allocate his skill points.

After much deliberation, I finally decided to allocate the majority of the budget to "Sancaiquan".

Today, Li Jinchuan put a lot of pressure on him. If he hadn't made the last-minute decision to add all 25 experience points to the "Three Talents Fist" technique, he might have really suffered a setback.

As usual, 3 points for "Iron Horse Stakes". 20 points for "Three Talents Fist".

Name: Chen Ming

【Level: 3】

Current points: 0

[Technique: Iron Horse Stakes (Second Level 8/200+)]

Martial Arts Skills: Three Talents Fist (Proficient 86/200+), Eight Trigrams Saber Technique (Beginner 12/100+)

After adding points, the feeling of becoming stronger is simply intoxicating.

……

Over the next few days, Chen Ming conducted numerous experiments and finally confirmed his previous hypothesis.

As expected, there is a time limit.

If you defeat the same person twice in one day, you will not gain experience points the second time. It must take more than one day.

Defeating the same person multiple times will result in fewer experience points. The good news is that no matter how many times you defeat them, you will always gain at least 1 experience point.

Therefore, starting from the fourth day, the experience points he received each day became a fixed 15 points.

Through these daily sparring sessions, his strength was growing at a rate that was unimaginable to ordinary people, becoming stronger every day.

……

Half a month has passed in the blink of an eye.

"Junior Sister, I really know I was wrong."

In the backyard, Wen Zehao was carefully apologizing to Huo Qianqian and gently coaxing her.

For the past two weeks, Huo Qianqian had refused to see him, clearly she was genuinely angry. His master summoned him again, subtly and overtly reprimanding him for upsetting Qianqian. He was genuinely starting to panic.

"You're the senior brother, how could you be wrong?" Huo Qianqian said sarcastically.

"I was too petty. Junior sister, I just care about you too much, so when I found out you pleaded with Master for another man, I was so jealous I was almost going crazy, that's why I yelled at you. I really know I was wrong..."

Under this barrage of sweet talk, Huo Qianqian's attitude finally softened. Her face flushed slightly, and she said coquettishly, "You're really something, jealous of everyone. How could I possibly be interested in a man like that?"

"I become stupid whenever it comes to your business."

"If you dare to yell at me like that again, I really won't talk to you anymore."

"..."

……

After leaving Huo Qianqian, Wen Zehao went to the martial arts arena to find his third senior brother, Zhang Mingyu.

Zhang Mingyu teased, "Judging from your beaming face, have you made up with your junior sister?"

"Senior brother has keen insight."

Wen Zehao smiled, still feeling somewhat smug.

Today, he successfully held his junior sister's hand. Their relationship took a step closer. Of course, there was no need to tell his senior brother about this.

Just then, a cheer suddenly came from the side.

Wen Zehao's face suddenly darkened. Without turning his head, he knew that it was the students from his fifth senior brother's side sparring with Chen Ming.

Chen Ming!

Thinking of this person made him feel uncomfortable.

For the past two weeks, he had been trying every means to gain his junior sister's forgiveness, neglecting this guy. He never expected this guy would dare to act so brazenly in front of him.

If it weren't for this bastard, would I and my junior sister have had this fight?
A cold glint flashed in Wen Zehao's eyes.

Zhang Mingyu noticed the change in his expression and asked in surprise, "Why are you suddenly unhappy again?"

"Third senior brother, I would like to ask you for a favor."

"We're brothers, what's with all this talk about helping each other? Just tell me, what's the matter?"

Wen Zehao said, "I don't like Chen Ming. Can you think of a way to get rid of him? You know, Master asked us to keep him, and we can't offend Master. It would be best if he could leave on his own."

Zhang Mingyu immediately laughed and said, "I wondered what it was about. This is easy. Leave it to me. I guarantee he'll lose face in public and never have the face to stay here again."

"In that case, thank you in advance, senior brother."

Zhang Mingyu said, "It's no big deal. Just bring me a couple more bottles of good wine next time."

After saying that, he beckoned to one of the students, "Qi Jun, come here."

A tall, thin, dark-skinned young man approached. "Third Senior Brother, Seventh Senior Brother. What are your orders?"

Zhang Mingyu said, "Find an excuse to beat up that guy named Chen Ming in public. You can slowly humiliate him."

The young man named Qi Jun's eyes lit up at first, but then he hesitated, "But, wouldn't that offend Fifth Senior Brother?"

"Don't worry, I'll talk to Fifth Brother. Just go ahead and do it. Are you confident?"

Qi Jun laughed heartily, "If you can't even handle that kid, you might as well go back to the countryside and carry manure!"

He had observed Chen Ming on the first day he arrived. Chen Ming's Iron Horse Stance was at most at the second level, and his Three Talents Fist was only passable.

His "Iron Horse Stake" technique had already broken through to the third level; he could knock that kid down with just one hand.

(End of this chapter)