Physical mage, challenge me to a solo duel!

"I am the Forbidden Mage. I am currently in the Abyss of Demons. I have encountered some very, very bad people, some gangsters, you know. Now I need your help. Please transfer 300 yuan to the forum to help me return to China."

I'll reward you with high-grade magic crystals and take you to the Demon Abyss to unleash my full power. You know what I mean? I salute you! Salute! A mage doesn't lie to a mage.

Wang Yi was idly posting on the forum.

"111, already transferred, looking forward to high-level magic crystals."

"I traveled from the future, and I can vouch for what you're saying. I've already received the high-level magic crystals."

"If I transfer 900 yuan, will I get three magic crystals?"

"How can the person upstairs who isn't coming here prove it? Unless you tell me the winning lottery numbers for the next draw!"

"Don't be silly upstairs. Even if he really came back from the future and told you the winning numbers for the next lottery, you still wouldn't win."

The post was bustling with activity, with many people replying and saying they had already transferred the money, but Wang Yi hadn't received a single one.

"Can't there be more trust between people?"

Wang Yi pursed his lips, feeling that his magic power had almost recovered, so he casually tossed his phone back onto the table and continued to hone his magic.

After updating his identity information in the morning, Wang Yi went to buy two magic crystals. He had lunch at Qi Xiaohao's place at noon and then returned home.

After cleaning and tidying up his bedroom, which he had been putting off for a long time, Wang Yi first absorbed the two magic crystals he had just bought, and then went to the living room to start practicing magic.

Wang Yi now knows quite a few spells: Illumination [Normal], Dust Release [Normal], Earth Shield [Normal], Water Absorption [Normal], and Healing [Normal]

Lightness [Normal] [Passive], Surge of Magic [Normal] [Passive]

Although there are seven spells in total, which is quite an impressive number, they are all of ordinary grade.

Leaving aside the two passive spells, among the five active spells, Earth Shield and Healing are the more useful ones.

The surge of ordinary-grade passive magic power significantly increased the magic power within Wang Yi's body.

Unfortunately, he didn't have any rare-grade active spells to cast.

In the magic crystal specialty store, no rare-grade medical or support magic crystals were found among the beginner-level magic crystals.

Among the mid-tier magic crystals, although one that met the requirements was found, the price was extremely high, not much less than that of the mid-tier silverfin fish magic crystal.

It's worth noting that the price of a single mid-tier Silverfin Fish magic crystal is a staggering 480,000.

This was a number that made Wang Yi's heart tremble.

Although Qi Xiaohao acted incredibly arrogantly when he first entered the Magic Crystal Specialty Store, Wang Yi really couldn't possibly let Qi Xiaohao spend hundreds of thousands or even millions just to get a few more rare-level spells.

Of course, the Silverfin Fish's magic crystal is also among the top-tier mid-level magic crystals in the magic crystal specialty store, after all, it possesses the divine-grade magic water tornado.

However, when a mage absorbs a magic crystal, they are not guaranteed to absorb the magic they want.

If the waterspout isn't absorbed, wouldn't the 480,000 be completely wasted?

Indeed, being a mage is not something an ordinary person can handle.

Wang Yi should just focus on practicing his ordinary-grade magic for now.

His magical practice now focuses primarily on Earth Shield, with Healing as a secondary skill.

After casting the Earth Shield spell, Wang Yi kept trying to change the size and shape of the earth shield until he had exhausted most of his magic power before stopping.

Thanks to the passive magic surge of ordinary grade, Wang Yi can now cast spells more times, greatly increasing his practice time.

The ordinary-grade passive magic agility made Wang Yi feel that his speed had been greatly improved.

So, during the downtime while recovering magic, physical training began again.

Without professional coaching or combat training, Wang Yi did not practice any fighting techniques.

In yesterday's fight with Wang Jiang, Wang Yi realized that his street fighting techniques, which he had learned from a few fights, were nothing compared to professional combat.

Therefore, Wang Yi only did simple push-ups, pull-ups, squat frog jumps, sit-ups and other basic strength training to improve his physical fitness.

"Where can we get some money? Although food and drink are not a big problem now, when our level increases, we will need a lot of money to buy higher-level magic crystals. We can't let Qi Xiaohao pay every time."

While Wang Yi was training, he was also thinking about the problems he had recently encountered.

"We also need to find an opportunity to absorb the magic crystals of the Flame Cloud Qilin as soon as possible, and we need to quickly add the Flame King magic with four attributes to our possession before we can feel at ease."

After finishing a set of strength training, Wang Yi took a slight breath and then continued with stretching exercises to improve his flexibility.

Many fighting moves require a high degree of flexibility; at the very least, you have to be able to lift your front leg to this position, your back leg to this position, and your side leg to this position.

Without a certain degree of flexibility, the shoes won't fit your feet properly, and you won't be able to perform the corresponding fighting moves.

"Go to school on Monday and find Bai Yu to finalize the scholarship. My family is almost starving. Does the principal want to use this money to cover up my suicide attempt?"

I have a feeling it's not that simple. Although we didn't talk much in the office yesterday, he seemed inexplicably trusting of me and didn't seem to have any ill intentions. Ouch...ouch ...

Compared to the fatigue and exhaustion of strength training, the stretching exercises involving leg presses, splits, and back bends were significantly more unbearable for Wang Yi, because the process was truly painful.

Feeling that the time was almost up, Wang Yi shakily brought his legs together, covered his inner thighs with his hands, and knelt on the living room floor in an extremely undignified posture.

"Am I training like this wrong? I'm not going to ruin myself." Wang Yi, his face slightly distorted as he pounded his head on the ground, lamented inwardly, "If only I had a coach."

Just then, my phone suddenly beeped with a message notification.

Wang Yi struggled to get to the table.

He initially thought some naive and unlucky person had believed his nonsense and transferred money to him on the forum, but when he picked up his phone, he found it was a message from Wang Jiang.

"If you want to practice more, come to the Shangwu Training Hall. I'll be waiting for you in the third training room on the second basement floor for half an hour."

Upon seeing this message, Wang Yi immediately perked up; it was like someone offering a pillow when you're feeling sleepy.

After struggling for a while, Wang Yi grimaced as he got up, leaning on the table, and then stormed out the door.

She staggered out of the villa area, looking like a virtuous young girl who had just been violated by a spoiled brat and escaped from his den of iniquity when he wasn't looking.

Then he hailed a taxi on the main road and headed straight for the Shangwu Training Hall.

Wang Yi arrived in less than twenty minutes.

Upon entering the first floor of the Shangwu Training Hall, the first thing that catches the eye is a huge equipment area, just like a gym, where many men and women are happily lifting weights.

On his well-built body, muscles tightened and contracted with each exertion, sweat poured down his face, and he was full of passion, which made Wang Yi take a second look.

After taking the elevator to the second basement level and finding Training Hall 3, Wang Yi knocked on the door and pushed it open to enter.

The first thing that catches the eye is a spacious arena covering several hundred square meters, brightly lit by incandescent lights on the top floor, with sandbags, barbells, and other equipment along the walls.

At this moment, Wang Jiang and Jiang Yue, the black-and-white duo, were sitting in the rest area, drinking tea and chatting.