Dual-wielding! 100x proficiency, I'll grind my way to godhood!

On the morning of the fourth day, Chen Mo stood in the courtyard.

As dawn broke, before the dew had completely evaporated, a layer of white clung to the blades of grass in the corner of the yard.

He took a deep breath and opened the panel.

【Stone-Smashing Fist (Maximum)】

[Effect: Strength +150 jin, Constitution +30]

[Special Effect: Collapse - 20% chance to knock back enemies, can knock them into the air and break their armor]

He walked to the stone lock in the corner of the courtyard.

I punched it a couple of days ago and cracked it open. The crack stretched from the top to the bottom, like a dried-up riverbed.

Let's see how far we can go today.

Relax your shoulders, drop your elbows, and let your waist and stance move as one.

Bring your right fist to your waist and step your left foot forward half a step.

Throw a punch.

The fist slammed into the stone lock with a loud "boom".

The stone lock exploded in the middle, sending shards flying several meters away, which then crashed against the courtyard wall with a thud.

A fist-sized pebble flew towards the courtyard gate. Tie Dan and Shi Tou had just stepped over the threshold and were startled, shrinking back. The pebble grazed Tie Dan's ear and hit the ground behind him.

The two children were so frightened that they turned pale.

Tie Dan swallowed hard.

"Brother Chen Mo, you broke the stone lock?"

Chen Mo withdrew his fist and turned to look at them.

Stone squatted down, picked up a piece of gravel, examined it from all angles, and muttered to himself:

"This is a stone weight that the village chief has practiced with for twenty years..."

"fine."

Chen Mo patted the dust off his hands.

"I'll tell Uncle Zhou later that I'll compensate him."

He picked up the iron sword leaning against the wall and walked to the center of the courtyard.

Last night, I finally mastered the Green Bamboo Sword Technique, just a little bit away from reaching the Transcendent Realm.

He stood still, flicked his wrist, and the tip of his sword drew a circle in the air.

The panel jumped.

【Green Bamboo Sword Technique (Maximum Mastery)】

[Effect: Agility +30, Accuracy +150%]

[Special Effect: Windbreaker - 20% chance to pierce enemy defense, overwhelming sword intent]

In the corner of the courtyard stood a wooden stake as thick as a bowl, which the village chief used for sword practice; its surface was pitted and uneven from being slashed by the sword.

Chen Mo stared at the wooden stake, three meters away.

He didn't move forward; with a flick of his wrist, he thrust the sword out.

The sword tip didn't touch the wooden stake, but the wind from the sword created a white line that pierced the surface of the stake.

"Smack."

A gash was blown open on the front of the wooden stake, splinters flew everywhere, as if it had been cracked open from the inside by something.

The crack extended from the middle to the edge, and the wooden stake wobbled but did not fall.

Chen Mo sheathed his sword and looked back at the eaves.

The village chief stood there, a pipe dangling from his mouth. The cigarette had long since gone out, and ash had fallen onto his clothes, but he didn't notice.

He stared at the gash on the wooden stake for several seconds, then shifted his gaze to the sword in Chen Mo's hand, and finally to Chen Mo's face.

"Sword Intent"

He said, his voice a little dry, "You've developed sword intent."

Chen Mo didn't speak.

He didn't know if that counted as sword intent; the system called it "Wind Breaker," so he used it.

The village chief took the pipe out of his mouth and tapped it against the door frame.

He tapped the pipe three times to remove the ash, then tucked the pipe back behind his waist.

"I've practiced for thirty years, mastered the Shattering Stone Fist, and become proficient in the Green Bamboo Sword Technique. I thought I was pretty good."

He looked at Chen Mo and said, "You've reached the Transcendent Realm in just four days."

"Uncle Zhou..."

"I'm not jealous."

The village chief interrupted him, waving his hand, "I just... never mind."

He squatted down, picked up a piece of gravel, weighed it in his hand, and threw it into the corner.

"What are your plans next?"

Chen Mo thought for a moment: "I want to go home. I'm going to town next, and I might be away for several days, so I need to go back and prepare."

These past few days of breakthroughs have almost depleted the food in my bronze ring, so I need to go back and replenish it.

The village chief didn't ask any further questions and nodded.

"Be careful on the road. Don't forget about the town matters in three days."

"I can't forget it."

Chen Mo turned and walked out.

After passing through the village entrance, I got onto the dirt road leading to the woods.

He turned into the woods by the roadside and walked for more than ten minutes. The trees grew denser and denser, and sunlight streamed down from above, spreading a layer of shattered gold on the ground.

He stopped and made sure no one was around.

Close your eyes, let your consciousness sink into your mind, and touch the portal of light.

It's black in front of you.

When I opened my eyes again, I was in the room of that small hotel in Bangkok.

The curtains were drawn; it was daytime outside.

He washed his face, changed his clothes, bought the nearest plane ticket, and then went downstairs to check out.

The receptionist's eyes widened when she saw him.

"Sir! Where have you been? So many people are looking for you!"

"Looking for me?"

"yes!"

She pointed to the front desk drawer, "Some people left letters, and others brought gifts. An older lady who just left kept asking if you were back. There were also a few young girls who said they absolutely had to see you in person."

Chen Mo paused for a moment, took the stack of letters, and casually flipped through two of them.

The handwriting was very neat. The first letter began with "To the gentlest man on the entire internet," and the second letter was simply addressed to "To my husband."

He folded the letter and put it in his pocket.

"Thanks."

"Sir, are you the one on TikTok...?"

Before the girl could finish speaking, Chen Mo had already turned and walked towards the sofa in the lobby.

He sat down and opened TikTok.

My phone vibrated once, and then kept vibrating. The red dots in the notification bar were densely packed, like a waterfall.

The number of followers is 3.2 million.

He was stunned for a moment. It turned out that he only had a dozen or so followers on Douyin, all of whom were classmates, friends, and family.

Moreover, I usually only watch videos of pretty girls on Douyin, and recently I've been working on improving my skill proficiency by searching for videos related to those skills.

He opened the messages, but there were 99+ private messages, making it impossible to open them.

"husband!!!"

"Finally found your number!"

"I downloaded Douyin just so I could follow you."

"Handsome, where are you from? How old are you? Are you single?"

He exited and searched in the search bar.

The screen is full of his videos, not posted by him, but taken by passersby and fans.

People were coming in and out of the hotel, including some who had eaten grilled shrimp at the night market that day.

The lowest view count was a few hundred thousand, while the highest had exceeded 100 million; that was Lin Yue's smoking video.

Open the comments section, and you'll see the top-rated comment.

"Who is this man??? I need all his information within three seconds!!!"

It received over eight million likes.

He scrolled down several screens.

"Sisters, don't fight over it, I'll call my husband first."

"The part where he comforted his fans was so gentle; I watched it twenty times."

"The gentlest internet celebrity on the entire internet, truly deserving of the title."

One video was cut out separately; it was the one where he was persuading fans at the hotel entrance that day.

It has over 50 million views, and there are comments below.

"He has such a good temper."

"He's right, we have indeed gone a bit too far."

"I've become a fan of him."

He smiled, put his phone back in his pocket, stood up, and walked out.

He just wants to make a fortune quietly and then chase girls.

He's become an internet celebrity, which is completely out of character for him, but he still really enjoys the feeling of being admired.

The sun was blinding, and the heatwave of Bangkok hit us hard.

Few people recognized him on the street. Even if the video goes viral, not everyone in real life uses Douyin.

He hailed a taxi, gave them the mall's address, and bought some clothes and local specialties to take back to his family.

After finishing his shopping, Chen Mo headed to the airport. Just as he got out of the car, two girls dragging suitcases passed by him, then stopped after a few steps.

A girl with a ponytail tugged at another girl's sleeve, her voice very low.

"Is it him? Is it the one on TikTok?"

The other person took out their phone, pulled out a screenshot, and compared it.

The screenshot shows Chen Mo wearing a white shirt standing at the hotel entrance; it's from the video where he persuaded his fans.

"It's him!"

She screamed.

Two girls blushed and approached, holding their phones to their chests, not daring to get too close.

"Hello, could we... take a picture together?"

Chen Mo glanced at them and smiled.

The girl with the ponytail blushed even more, and her other hand was shaking.

He stood in the middle, bent down slightly, and posed for a photo with them.

After taking the photo, I turned and walked into the airport. Behind me, I heard someone speaking in a low voice.

"He's so handsome..."

"So gentle...did you see him smile just now?"

"I saw it! I'm going to post it on my WeChat Moments!"

Chen Mo walked into the security checkpoint, queued up, went through security, and found his boarding gate.

The plane was on time, and he sat in the window seat and fastened his seatbelt.

Bangkok grew smaller and smaller beneath my feet, skyscrapers became matchboxes, highways became thin lines, and finally, it was swallowed up by the clouds.

He leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes.

The power generation techniques of the Crushing Stone Fist and the Green Bamboo Sword Technique were still running through his mind.

After reaching the Transcendent Realm, his fist strength increased significantly, and his sword speed also improved considerably, but he was still far from being a true martial arts master.

The village chief once said that above body refinement there are the Qi and Blood Realm, the Inner Force Realm, and the External Release Realm.

I'll go back to China first and find a safe place. I might stay in town for a while this time.