036 Piercing Through the Floor (Please follow and recommend!)
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Unused attribute points totaling 0.16—such luxury and extravagance. Chen Anquan felt as if he were a millionaire boss, exuding confidence wherever he went. Without hesitation, he placed 0.03 unused attribute points directly into Dragon Subduing Palm, quietly awaiting the final result.
At that very moment, Dragon Subduing Palm in his mind successfully reached the beginner level, rising from LV0 to LV1. Along with the change in the panel numbers, countless scenes of practicing the Dragon Subduing Palm flashed through Chen Anquan’s mind.
His gaze became unfocused, his entire being sinking into a dazed and bewildered state.
He saw himself, day and night, forgetting to eat, drink, or relieve himself, practicing for thousands of hours, each movement repeated no less than ten thousand times. Finally, in a sudden moment of enlightenment, he fully grasped the legendary Dragon Subduing Palm.
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Cock-a-doodle-doo!
The rooster crowed in the west, yin receding and yang growing—the dawn was about to break.
Chen Anquan abruptly opened his eyes, looked around in confusion, and realized he had fallen asleep. It seemed that last night, he had just added 0.03 unused attribute points to Dragon Subduing Palm, but everything afterward was a blur.
He quickly checked his attribute panel in his mind and discovered that Dragon Subduing Palm had indeed reached LV1, and his spirit attribute had also risen from 3 to 5.
“An increase of 2 spirit points?” Chen Anquan’s face showed doubt. Normally, newly learned martial arts only increased spirit by one point, but this Dragon Subduing Palm had actually added two points—clearly a testament to its high grade!
Getting out of bed, Chen Anquan closed his eyes and began to ponder each move of the Dragon Subduing Palm.
Strictly speaking, he had only learned the first move—the Regretful Dragon—and only scratched the surface. Yet the system required nothing more than a name on the attribute panel, allowing him to endlessly strengthen it. It was truly abnormal.
But this saved him the trouble of painstaking research, which would have consumed unknown amounts of time.
Chen Anquan stepped outside, standing on the smooth stone floor at the entrance of his home. He bent his left leg slightly, curved his right arm inward, and drew a circle with his right palm before pushing outward.
As he performed the Regretful Dragon, a faint dragon roar echoed within his mind.
Chen Anquan hurriedly withdrew his hand, glancing left and right. He was certain the sound was only in his mind; no one else could hear it. “I wonder if it’s powerful or not!”
He walked to the basketball court, and before dawn, stood at its center, practicing each move of the Dragon Subduing Palm.
After demonstrating all eighteen movements, Chen Anquan was still not satisfied and decided to test it… against the ground.
He leaned forward, his hands moving back and forth, and dashed ahead.
At the same time, his legs exerted force, launching him upward. His body twisted in midair like a soaring dragon.
In an instant, he leaped high and then plunged downward, extending a palm toward the earth.
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Back in the day, Master Xing relied on this very palm to defeat the Evil Fire Cloud God.
Chen Anquan descended like a spike, crashing toward the ground.
Bang!
A crisp sound rang out as a figure dropped from the sky, striking the floor with one hand and raising a cloud of dust.
Woof woof woof!
Woof woof woof!
Soon, a chorus of dog barking broke out all around.
Chen Anquan’s commotion was so great that it successfully woke the sleeping village dogs.
As the dust settled, Chen Anquan remained standing upside down, his forearm buried halfway into the cement floor, with the surrounding tiles cracked like a spider’s web!
Upside down, Chen Anquan was amazed to find himself planted firmly in the cement like a green onion.
He flipped his body upright, set his feet on the ground, and slowly pulled out his arm, glancing at the devastation below. “I actually punched through the cement floor!”
His other attributes, except for spirit, hadn’t exceeded two points; even with great strength, he wouldn’t dare to collide head-on with the floor—otherwise, it would be his bones that shattered, not the cement.
But after using the Dragon Subduing Palm, he managed to pierce the thick cement without injury.
“This is my killing move!” Chen Anquan nodded in satisfaction, preparing to unleash the Dragon Subduing Palm again.
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But the next moment, Chen Anquan realized he couldn’t perform it again!
In other words, he could only use the Dragon Subduing Palm once within a short period!
“Damn it!” Just then, a not-so-kind-faced middle-aged man appeared behind him, surveying the ruined floor and speaking in a stern tone, “Which family are you from, damaging the village’s property like this?”
“And you are…?” Chen Anquan didn’t know him and thought he was meddling too much.
Just punching a hole in the basketball court floor, and now it was considered public property damage?
“I’m the village chief here!”
“The village chief?” Chen Anquan had been in Ao Bei Village for several days, but this was the first time he’d heard they had a chief.
Ao Bei Village had few residents; it was a natural village, not an administrative one. It was a subgroup of Fengmu Village, which bordered an administrative village.
“I’ll have people repair this later, and your family will cover the costs!” The chief’s face remained stern, giving Chen Anquan no room to bargain.
“No need.” Chen Anquan smiled, “My second uncle and I both work construction, building houses for others. Repairing this is no trouble at all.”
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“Very well. In three days, I expect to see this fixed.”
With that, the fierce village chief departed.
After practicing high-level breakdancing on the basketball court for an hour, Chen Anquan opened his attribute panel once more:
Name: Chen Anquan
Age: 24
Strength: 1.79
Agility: 1.56
Spirit: 5
Constitution: 1.92
Unused attribute points: 0.18
Skills omitted.
Each attribute had improved slightly. Chen Anquan planned to continue allocating points to strengthen his martial arts at night, wary of accidentally falling asleep again and affecting his work during the day.
Second Uncle’s house.
Chen Anquan strolled into Second Uncle’s home and saw Second Aunt making breakfast in the kitchen. He smiled, “Second Aunt, how is Second Uncle after drinking the medicinal wine I personally brewed with herbs?”
Second Aunt was no child—she understood the implied meaning behind Chen Anquan’s words. She rolled her eyes and muttered, “That medicinal wine needs to soak for three months; how could you drink it so soon…”
“True.” Chen Anquan scratched his forehead and walked toward the main hall.
No need to say more; Second Aunt would certainly cook his noodles.
At this moment, Second Uncle was repairing a bench in the main hall.
The backrest had long since snapped.
Second Uncle held a plane in his hand, smoothing a piece of wood on the floor.
“Second Uncle, do you have tools and materials for fixing cement floors at home?”
Chen Anquan had no intention of buying a whole set of tools and a bag of cement himself.