Chapter 57: Round-faced Fat Chicken, Mission Accomplished!

Leaving Lin Chuhan's house, Wang Teng drove toward the Polestar Martial Arts Hall.

He had called home earlier.

However, he had only made up a casual excuse; he didn't dare tell his parents he was eating at Lin Chuhan's house.

Otherwise, given the gossipy nature of the old couple, who knew what kind of drama they would stir up?

He didn't even dare to imagine it!

Before long, he arrived at the Polestar Martial Arts Hall.

Wang Teng headed straight for the third floor of the Martial Apprentice Training Building to begin harvesting attribute bubbles.

After an entire night, combined with the accumulation from the previous few days, his Basic Movement, Basic Saber, Basic Sword, and Basic Fist techniques had finally all been pushed to the "Momentum Comprehension" stage.

Now, any casual punch, sword strike, or saber slash he delivered could carry momentum, serving as a deterrent in combat.

Even his movement technique possessed a hallucinatory effect, making it even more unpredictable.

Although they were merely basic combat skills, reaching the "Momentum Comprehension" stage allowed them to exert impressive power.

Wang Teng felt a sense of emotion; these few basic combat skills had finally reached their peak and could no longer be improved!

Afterward, he discovered that the attribute bubbles related to these combat skills never appeared again; even if he wanted to pick them up, there was nowhere to find them.

Farewell, I will miss you~

In addition, with the attributes picked up in the previous days plus those from tonight, his Basic Staff Technique finally reached Great Perfection.

From here on, only Consummation, Micro-manipulation, and Momentum Comprehension remained.

...

At eleven o'clock at night, Wang Teng left the Polestar Martial Arts Hall and returned home.

After finishing the late-night snack prepared by Li Xiumei, he went upstairs to shower, let out a comfortable sigh, and was just about to lie down to rest.

Suddenly, a "knock-knock-knock" sound came from outside the window.

"What is it?"

Wang Teng leaped up and instinctively used his Spiritual Vision Eye to look outside the window.

A cluster of dim blue light!

It wasn't very strong, but it was unmistakably the glow of Primal Force.

"Dim blue... what attribute is that?"

Wang Teng breathed a slight sigh of relief; Primal Force of this level posed no threat to him.

At the same time, he was somewhat puzzled; he had never seen an attribute of this color before.

"Knock, knock, knock!"

The creature outside knocked on the window impatiently.

"It looks like a bird, but how did it fly all the way here?" He walked to the window, maintaining a state of alert.

He opened the window.

A round-faced, chubby Scottish chicken!!

Wang Teng was somewhat astonished.

Lowering his gaze, he saw a long, object wrapped tightly placed at the feet of this round-faced chubby chicken.

A line of text was written on the package—

*Owl Express: Mission Accomplished, Delivery Guaranteed!!*

??

Express delivery!

And it even claims "Mission Accomplished, Delivery Guaranteed"!

Is this really the Martial Era?

Or is it a magical world invasion??

Wang Teng realized his horizons were truly limited; it took him a good while to accept the fact that this was indeed a delivery.

He suddenly thought of something and hurriedly took out his phone to contact the owner of the [Master Lu] shop, sending over a photo: "Is this the delivery you sent?"

"Yes, dear! Are you surprised? Is it unexpected? Are you happy~"

The other party replied instantly.

Even though it was nearly midnight, there was no exception.

Does this shop owner stay in front of the computer twenty-four hours a day?

And for heaven's sake, what surprise? What unexpectedness? What happiness? Can you please stop being so trollish!

Now, he finally understood why the owner of [Master Lu] acted so mysterious. Who would have thought a delivery would be transported by an owl, hey?

Is the world of martial artists always this fantastical?

Furthermore, the owner of [Master Lu] indeed didn't lie; this delivery was incredibly fast!

An inter-provincial delivery.

Sent at noon, and it actually arrived by evening!

Miraculous!

"Is this round-faced chubby chicken edible? I suddenly feel like having some BBQ!" Wang Teng replied.

"Round... round-faced chubby chicken??"

"BBQ???"

The other side was completely stunned. At a time like this, shouldn't they feel surprised or delighted? What kind of perverted psychology makes you want to eat a roasted round-faced chubby chicken?

Bah, bah! What round-faced chubby chicken? It's clearly an owl!

"How about I order takeout for you instead? ￣ω￣="

"..." Wang Teng didn't expect this silly shop owner to actually believe him.

At this moment, the round-faced chubby chicken became even more impatient, letting out a few "coo" sounds.

It certainly couldn't guess the malicious thoughts the person before it had just entertained.

"Sorry, sorry, sorry for the wait!"

After Wang Teng spoke, he remembered that this wasn't a delivery guy, but an owl.

However, to his surprise, a look of disdain appeared on that round face!

A look of disdain...

Damn, can you imagine an owl showing a look of disdain on its face?

Wang Teng took a deep breath, trying his best to hold together his collapsing worldview, and untied the package from the owl's leg.

"Coo~"

The owl had a small backpack hanging on it; it used its claws to fish out a signature slip and a pen, placing them in front of Wang Teng.

The intelligence of this round-faced chubby chicken greatly surprised Wang Teng.

He checked the slip and signed his name.

The owl stuffed the slip and pen back into its backpack, let out a "coo," and flew away.

It was so fast that it vanished into the night in the blink of an eye.

As Wang Teng watched the retreating figure of the round-faced chubby chicken, the phrase "Owl Express: Mission Accomplished, Delivery Guaranteed!" kept looping in his mind.

He hurriedly shook his head!

He closed the window, returned to his bed, and opened the package, revealing a black wooden box inside.

"Weapon-Hiding Box!"

Wang Teng stroked the silver runes on the surface of the box, liking it more the more he looked at it.

The shop owner had also thoughtfully included a black tote bag that could be carried by hand or worn on the back.

Placing the Weapon-Hiding Box inside and zipping it up, no one could tell what it was.

Perfect!

...

The next day, Saturday.

Wang Teng still went to the Polestar Martial Arts Hall.

Along the way, he greeted the students he was familiar with...

"Brother Peng, so early? How diligent!"

"Yo, kid, exercise is the essence of youth! Get to training!" Peng Hai, dripping with sweat and revealing his bronze skin, gave a thumbs up and grinned at Wang Teng.

He was the senior brother who had originally taught Wang Teng the "National Ninth Set of Radio Gymnastics."

Not long after Wang Teng promoted to the third level, they had run into each other.

Peng Hai was incredibly surprised when he saw Wang Teng.

After all, the first time he met Wang Teng, the boy was a novice who couldn't even do the "National Ninth Set of Radio Gymnastics" properly.

Well, although he still can't...

But that wasn't the point; the point was how much time had passed, and Wang Teng had already become a high-level martial apprentice?

To this, Wang Teng naturally used the excuse of "having practiced martial arts long ago" to gloss it over.

As for the "National Ninth Set of Radio Gymnastics," that was all in the past...

Many children from wealthy families didn't like practicing it; after all, it was too embarrassing, and they had better body-tempering methods.

So, Peng Hai didn't dwell on it too much.

"You brat, you're late today! Come over and spar with me!" As soon as Zhang Shaoyang saw Wang Teng, his eyes lit up, and he pulled him toward the training area.

"Have you forgotten how miserably you lost last time? You still dare to spar with me!" Wang Teng teased.

Ever since Wang Teng's Basic Fist technique reached Micro-manipulation, Zhang Shaoyang had never won again.

Now that his Basic Fist had reached the "Momentum Comprehension" stage, compared to that, hehe...

"Sparring with you lately has greatly improved my fist technique; I'm almost at the Micro-manipulation stage now. I won't lose to you this time," Zhang Shaoyang snorted, saying quite proudly.

"Since you are so eager to be crushed, I'll satisfy you then." Wang Teng didn't say much; he just shook his head, wearing an expression of pity for the intellectually challenged.

"It's hard to say who will win or lose!" Zhang Shaoyang was annoyed, clenched his fists, and attacked Wang Teng...

A few minutes later!

Zhang Shaoyang clutched both of his eyes: "Damn, don't you know you shouldn't hit a man in the face? That was a heavy blow!"

"You should be glad I only hit your face. Given how you just attacked my lower body, if I didn't know you, I would have definitely hit you until you questioned your very existence!" Wang Teng sneered.

Zhang Shaoyang gave a dry laugh: "Who told you to be such a freak? You've actually reached the Momentum Comprehension stage, leaving me with no way to fight back. I had no choice but to resort to such a tactic."

"Tch, so you're blaming me now? Who was the one insisting on being crushed just now?" Wang Teng said disdainfully.

"Damn!" Zhang Shaoyang was speechless; it seemed he really had brought this upon himself.

He didn't dare spar with Wang Teng anymore; he muttered to himself as he walked to the side to practice his own fist technique.

Wang Teng shook his head; the gap between them was destined to grow larger, making sparring meaningless.

He turned his head and happened to see a disappearing attribute bubble. After a second of heartache, he immediately began harvesting attribute bubbles.

I, Wang Teng, have never ceased my desire to become stronger.

[Strength *2]

[Speed *1]

[Spirit *0.3]

[Basic Staff Technique *3]

[Blank Attribute *3]

[Spirit *0.5]

...

"Eh?" Wang Teng was startled.

It appeared—the blank attributes appeared again!

[Blank Attribute *3]!

Wang Teng thought for a moment and directly added the three blank attribute points to his [Spiritual Vision] talent.

To this day, he had not found any way to improve the [Spiritual Vision] talent, so he could only use blank attributes to level it up.

At the end of the day, before falling asleep, Wang Teng pulled up his attribute panel.

[Comprehension]: 93

[Spirit]: 31

[Talents]: Junior Fire Talent (11/300), Junior Ice Talent (13/300), Junior Earth Talent (12/300), Spiritual Vision (Junior 1.4/10), Demon Lotus Poison Body (15/10000)

[Primal Force]: 64/100 Fire (1-Star Soldier Grade) 8/100 Ice (1-Star Soldier Grade) 7/100 Earth (1-Star Soldier Grade) 30/100 Poison (1-Star Soldier Grade)

[Cultivation Methods]: Crimson Flame Art (Entry 20/100), Profound Ice Art (Entry 12/100), Yellow Earth Skill [Earth Element Shield] (Entry 15/100)

[Combat Skills]: Basic Combat Skills (Fist, Sword, Saber, Movement - Momentum Comprehension), Basic Staff Technique (Consummation), Spear Technique (Small Success), Firescale Sword Technique (Entry 43/100), Phantom Ice Fist (Entry 13/100)

[Knowledge]: Basic Subjects (Full Marks), "Five Years of Martial Exams, Three Years of Mock Tests" (80 points)

[Comprehensive Combat Power]: 221

[Blank Attributes]: 0

Looking at the changes above, Wang Teng was very satisfied.

Recently, both his comprehension and spirit had improved, making him feel that his mind was becoming clearer and more agile.

He had added 3 blank attribute points to his Spiritual Vision talent, bringing it to 1.4. Although the number looked meager, it was an improvement nonetheless.

And because Wang Teng had solo-farmed the Basic Staff Technique today, this combat skill had improved very quickly; a full day of accumulation had allowed it to advance once more to Consummation.

On the other hand, the attribute for Spear Technique had remained unchanged; since killing those bank robbers, he hadn't encountered any spear technique attributes.

Runic firearms were a very popular weapon; many martial artists specialized in spear techniques, mastering them to perfection with incredible power.

Wang Teng did not underestimate the utility of spear techniques, especially since spear techniques had helped him kill a martial artist before.

Therefore, when the opportunity arose, he had to improve his spear technique as well.

Being a sharpshooter would be a decent persona to have~

*Pew pew pew~*

If one shot can't solve a problem, then two shots will do; fighting to the death is too exhausting.