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

The village chief led Chen Mo through two alleys and stopped in front of an old wooden door.

After knocking three times, an old woman came out.

The village chief and the old lady knew each other. After a brief explanation, the old lady led them to the neighboring courtyard.

The courtyard is not large, with three main rooms. The main room is in the middle, the bedroom is on the left, and the right side is empty and used to store miscellaneous items.

There was a small kitchen to the east, the stove covered in ash, clearly unused for a long time. In the corner was a well, its rim overgrown with moss.

A jujube tree leans against the courtyard wall, its dense leaves obscuring half the sky.

Quiet and secluded, just right for him.

The old lady accepted the money and gave the key to Chen Mo.

After renting the house, the village chief said goodbye and left, and he returned to the martial arts school.

As evening approached, the recruitment ended, and the new disciples gathered in the training ground. A senior disciple from the martial arts school stood at the front, shouting for quiet, and then began to explain the school's rules and the arrangements for the next day.

No sooner had he finished speaking than Zhao Yong arrived again, this time bringing several members of the Zhao family with him, entering directly through the front gate.

None of the martial arts school disciples dared to stop them.

He stood atop the training ground, looking down at each new disciple, his voice so loud it could be heard halfway down the street:

"A bunch of peasants, you think you can turn your lives around just by spending twenty taels of silver to get in? You'll be destined to farm your whole lives anyway. Giving you pills is a waste; you might as well feed them to the dogs."

No one dared to utter a sound.

Zhao Yong walked down from the training ground and stood in front of Chen Mo, watching him for a while.

"What's your name?"

"Zhang Deshuai".

Zhao Yong's lips twitched.

"From Stone Village?"

"No. It's from Mud Village."

"Mud Village? Never heard of it. How come you're traveling with the village chief of Stone Village?"

"Oh, I got lost. We just happened to meet on the road, so we decided to travel together."

Zhao Yong looked him up and down, his gaze sweeping from his face to his feet and back again.

He had short hair, fair skin, long fingers, and a straight posture. He was taller than him and stood out conspicuously among a group of dusty, ordinary people.

"Your village is so poor, how could you possibly save up twenty taels of silver?"

Zhao Yong's lips curled down. "With your looks, you didn't make a living selling your ass, did you?"

The Zhao family disciples behind Zhao Yong laughed loudly, while the commoner disciples lowered their heads, not daring to utter a sound.

Chen Mo raised his head and looked at Zhao Yong.

He wasn't angry; instead, he smiled, a genuine smile.

"Big brother has a good eye."

He patted his chest.

"I'm definitely in good shape and good in bed. All the girls I've slept with like me and even praise me. What, are you interested, bro? Want me to introduce you to a few?"

The laughter stopped abruptly, and the smile on Zhao Yong's face froze.

He stared at Chen Mo, trying to find a hint of mockery on his face, but found nothing.

Chen Mo's expression was so sincere, it was as if he were saying that the weather was nice today.

Zhao Yong's face slowly turned red, from his neck all the way to his ears.

He opened his mouth, wanting to retort, but Chen Mo spoke again:

"Judging from your complexion, brother, you seem to be lacking in energy and blood. Have you been overworking? You need to replenish your energy. You've probably taken quite a few aphrodisiacs from the town's pharmacy, haven't you?"

Someone couldn't help but let out a muffled groan, then quickly swallowed it back down.

Zhao Yong's face turned from red to white, and his lips trembled twice.

Everyone in town knew about his excessive indulgence in sex.

But no one ever dared to say it to his face.

His fingers clenched so tightly that his knuckles turned white.

"you--"

"Don't be angry, big brother."

Before Zhao Yong could react, Chen Mo approached him and whispered in his ear, "There's an old hunter in Mud Village who has an ancestral recipe that's great for health. I took this tonic and I'm in excellent health now."

Zhao Yong's eyes lit up, and he instantly became interested.

"Several of the medicinal herbs in the prescription have to be gathered from deep in the mountains and forests; they are very rare, and some of them are extremely precious..."

Chen Mo's voice lowered even further, "But I've known that old hunter since I was a child, so I can get some, it's just that I don't have enough money on me..."

Zhao Yong stared at Chen Mo for two seconds, then a smile crept onto his lips.

He understood; this country bumpkin wanted money.

"Come to Zuixianlou the night after tomorrow."

He lowered his voice, finished speaking, and turned to leave.

The Zhao family members followed behind, their footsteps clattering as they disappeared into the martial arts school.

After Zhao Yong left, the martial arts school's senior disciples assigned accommodations to the new disciples.

Chen Mo said that he had already rented a house outside, and his senior brother didn't ask any more questions, just marked it on the roster.

Back in the courtyard, he closed the door.

Start thinking about and organizing your current situation and goals.

His current strength is 685 jin, equivalent to the sixth level of Body Refinement. He is currently staying in the town to develop his strength and will leave after breaking through to the Qi Control Realm.

However, the higher one's martial arts realm, the more frightening their appetite becomes. No matter how much food they eat on Earth, it's like drinking water; it can't fill their bodies at all, and the nourishment can't keep up with their cultivation progress.

If you want to break through to the next level, elixirs are the only shortcut!

Unfortunately, the Zhao family tightly controls half of the town's supply of medicinal pills.

But this difficulty was no problem for him at all!

First, go back to Earth and prepare a batch of blue pills, taking into account Zhao Yong's preferences.

It will be much easier to buy pills from the Zhao family by using Zhao Yong's connections.

As for the seeds the village chief wants, there's no rush; these things can't be rushed.

Having made up his mind, Chen Mo immediately traveled back to Earth and went to a pharmacy to buy ten boxes of the ordinary blue pills!

When he paid the bill, the clerk gave him a strange look.

Then I bought a lot of small, clear glass bottles to hold the pills.

After dealing with the situation, I returned to the Tianxuan Continent. I hadn't even started practicing the "Raging Bull Fist" and "Qi Cultivation Technique" that I had obtained from the village chief.

He returned to his bedroom, sat cross-legged on the bed, and opened the book "The Raging Bull Fist".

The boxing technique is not complicated, consisting of only three moves. It emphasizes powerful and forceful punches, like a bull butting its horns.

A system notification popped up.

[Host detected learning: Wild Bull Fist, record?]

"Yes"

【Raging Bull Fist (Beginner: 0/100)】

[Grade: Beginner Martial Arts]

[Description: A fist technique mimicking the charge of a bull, powerful and direct, suitable for strength-based martial artists. It consists of three moves: Angle Strike, Stomp, and Charge.]

[Effect: Strength +5]

He got out of bed, stood in the middle of the room, and began to practice the first move.

The fist is pushed out from the waist, the foot steps forward, and the power comes from the waist and hips.

The movements were stiff, like a rusty machine.

After I finished typing it once, the system skipped a beat.

[Raging Bull Fist Proficiency +100]

【Raging Bull Fist (Beginner: 100/100)】

Congratulations on your breakthrough: from beginner to proficient!

【Raging Bull Fist (Proficiency: 0/500)】

[Effect: Strength +10]

Come again.

He hit the blows again and again, sweat streaming down his neck.

The moon rose outside the window, shining on the jujube tree, casting its shadow on the ground, swaying gently.

After practicing for the fifth time, he mastered the Wild Bull Fist.

When I was doing the twentieth repetition, I heard footsteps outside the door.

It was very light; it paused briefly at the alley entrance, then quickly moved on.

Chen Mo withdrew his fist, walked to the door, and looked out through the crack.

The alley was empty; there was nothing there.

I went back to the bedroom and sat on the bed.

The "Qi Cultivation Technique" is a method for regulating Qi and blood. You don't need to practice martial arts; you can do it by sitting cross-legged.

He turned the pages of the book, reading them one by one, adjusting his breathing according to the mantra.

Inhale, let it sink into your lower abdomen, hold for three seconds, and then slowly exhale.

At first, I felt short of breath, unable to inhale fully, and unable to exhale completely.

After practicing over and over again, the system popped up.

[Host detected learning: Qi Cultivation Technique, record?]

"Enter".

【The Art of Cultivating Qi (Beginner Level: 0/100)】

[Grade: Second-rate internal energy cultivation method]

[Description: A fundamental breathing technique in martial arts, using breath to guide and condense the body's Qi and blood, nourishing the Dantian (lower abdomen). It is gentle, easy to learn, and suitable for all martial artists, making it a solid foundation for martial arts.]

[Effect: Maximum Health +5%, Health Recovery Speed ​​+5%, Inner Force Condensation Speed ​​+5%]

It's actually a second-rate internal energy cultivation technique!

It doesn't increase strength attribute, but rather increases maximum health, health recovery speed, and internal energy condensation speed!

Still a percentage!

I never expected the village chief to reveal such good stuff; those two bags of rice were totally worth it.