fictionpage Chapter 027 Practice Can't Stop!
Chapter 027 Practice Can't Stop!
Lin Qiye first found the consumer loan in the payment system on the terminal.
Because of my current job, I can have a maximum consumer loan limit of 5 yuan.
Take them all out!
Then, the unified registration portal for private universities under the Galaxy Education Department was opened.
Identity verification, uploading genetic potential assessment certificates...
Finally, on the payment page, he entered 10 credits.
There is still over 1 left in the balance.
I owe the bank 5!
[Ding! Registration fee has been paid.]
[Citizen Lin Qiye (ID: ...), you have successfully registered for the joint entrance examination for the 'Taurus-0755 Galaxy' Private Martial Arts University!]
The exam time, location, and specific arrangements will be sent to your personal device after the registration deadline. Please check your inbox.
Registration successful!
Upon seeing these four words, Lin Qiye breathed a sigh of relief, while simultaneously feeling a surge of fighting spirit.
He turned to Bai Muxi and asked curiously, "Wife, what exactly is this selection exam? What does it test?"
Knowing yourself and your enemy is the key to victory in every battle.
While quickly checking relevant information on her personal terminal, Bai Muxi said, "Let me see the situation over the past two years... I was eight years ago, so the procedures must have changed."
Her fingers flew across the screen, and her brows gradually furrowed.
"Back then, it was very simple. It was just basic physical fitness tests, such as punching power, speed, nerve reaction, and mental strength. We would put out the data and let each university select students based on the data."
"But..." Bai Muxi's expression suddenly became a little strange. She enlarged a document and looked at it carefully several times. Her beautiful eyes were filled with surprise and confusion.
"What's wrong?" Lin Qiye's heart skipped a beat when he saw her strange expression.
Bai Muxi raised her head and said in an almost absurd tone, "Last year and the year before... the selection exam actually turned into a practical exam?!"
She pointed to the information on the terminal and showed it to Lin Qiye.
"The dungeon combat exam's first stage involves all candidates entering the first level of the dungeon, where monsters will appear. Rankings are based on completion time. Is this only the first stage? The later stages are likely kept secret; ordinary people won't be able to access that information..."
Bai Muxi couldn't help but complain, "Are they all this curly now?!"
Seeing the shocked and worried look on Bai Muxi's face, Lin Qiye felt a surge of pride. He put his arm around her shoulder and said confidently, "Fine, let's do it! Who's afraid of who!"
Bai Muxi was infected by his soaring enthusiasm, and her worries were instantly replaced by a strange trust and pride.
She looked up and saw the fighting spirit flashing in Lin Qiye's eyes.
At that moment, he looked absolutely stunning!
"Yes!" Bai Muxi nodded emphatically, her eyes blazing with determination. "That's right! Now that we've signed up, let's give it our all! The stronger we are, the higher our exam ranking will be, the better the schools we can go to, and the more rewards we'll receive!"
The goal is clear; all that's left is to give it your all!
Lin Qiye knew that his most important task now was to seize every second and improve his strength and genetic potential as quickly as possible!
Lin Qiye immediately dialed the contact number of Zhang, the logistics supervisor.
"Manager Zhang, I...I've registered for the entrance exam for a private martial arts university and would like to apply for unpaid leave."
On the other end of the phone, Manager Zhang was silent for a moment, then let out a sigh.
"Kobayashi, have you thought it through?"
"I've made up my mind, Manager Zhang, I want to give it another shot!" Lin Qiye's tone was incredibly firm.
"...Alright." Manager Zhang's voice carried a hint of regret. "I respect your choice. According to regulations, citizens who accept placement and then choose to pursue further studies can apply for unpaid leave, and their original position can be retained for a maximum of two years. I wish you...all the best."
"Thank you, Manager Zhang."
After hanging up the phone, Manager Zhang shook his head and complained to the others in the office, "Sigh, another impulsive young man. That Xiao Lin from Farm 939, he's only been there for two months and suddenly says he's going to take the entrance exam for a private university."
A chorus of agreement immediately filled the office.
"Every year there are always one or two who won't turn back until they hit a brick wall."
"Exactly. They would rather have a peaceful life than go out and cause trouble, and in the end they still come back with their tails between their legs."
"Young people always feel they can achieve a different life, that's understandable, that's understandable..."
Lin Qiye was completely unaware of these discussions and didn't care much about them.
After resigning from his job, he devoted all his time and energy to practicing the Eight Treasures Exercise.
Seeing how engrossed he was, Bai Muxi offered to continue tutoring him, helping him refine the details and improve efficiency.
However, Lin Qiye waved his hand, refusing her offer: "Wife, no need, I can do it myself."
Just kidding, if you followed Bai Muxi's standard, methodical training method, it would be slow and extremely tiring.
Nothing beats his own "slacking off method" for a more enjoyable experience.
As long as you practice the moves, the progress bar will still increase, but the stamina consumption will be less, and the speed will be more than twice as fast!
And so, that "eye-watering" scene was staged again in the home's meditation room.
Lin Qiye's "Eight Treasures Kung Fu" was performed in a completely unrestrained and whimsical manner, with no rules or methods whatsoever; it was just random hand gestures.
Bai Muxi watched from the side, her eyebrows furrowed tightly into a knot.
This...this is practically challenging the martial arts training philosophy she has established over the years!
She really wanted to rush up to Lin Qiye, grab his arm, and shout at him, "You're practicing wrong! You're completely wrong!"
However, she swallowed the words back down her throat.
She recalled that for the past two months, Lin Qiye had been practicing in this "random" way.
It hasn't even increased the genetic potential to 9.5%!
"Could it be... that the cultivation methods of geniuses are really different from those of us ordinary people?" This absurd thought involuntarily popped into Bai Muxi's mind.
"Perhaps... he really does have his own unique cultivation habits and insights?"
Thinking of this, Bai Muxi's tightly furrowed brows gradually relaxed, replaced by a complex expression of helplessness mixed with a hint of curiosity.
She stopped trying to correct Lin Qiye, and simply sat quietly to the side, watching him gesticulate wildly, thinking to herself, "Well, I don't understand the world of geniuses. As long as he thinks it's effective, that's fine..."
The Eight Treasures Skill truly lives up to its reputation as an advanced skill. Even though Lin Qiye used the "Slacking Off Technique," its physical and mental exertion far surpasses that of the 128th Set of Broadcast Gymnastics.
As night gradually faded, the sky outside the window began to lighten with the first hint of dawn.
After practicing for fifteen consecutive times, Lin Qiye felt as if his limbs were filled with lead, and his whole body was soaked in sweat.
But he glanced at the clear progress bar in his mind—[15/20].
Only five more attempts!
If he persists for five more times, he will be able to break through again!
"I'll give it my all!" Lin Qiye gritted his teeth, uttering the two words through gritted teeth, and once again forced his exhausted body to throw himself into a new round of training.
The bedroom door was gently pushed open, and Bai Muxi rubbed her sleepy eyes and walked out in a daze.
When she saw the figure still sweating profusely in the training room, she instantly snapped out of it, paused for a moment, and asked in surprise, "Honey, you...you weren't sleeping?"
Lin Qiye was in a semi-dazed state at this moment, his mind was completely absorbed in cultivation and fighting fatigue, and he did not hear Bai Muxi's words at all.
He was simply repeating the actions mechanically, relying on a strong willpower.
Nearly an hour later, when he finally finished a round of cultivation and barely stopped, he noticed Bai Muxi standing at the door.
He was panting heavily, and said in a hoarse voice, "I just couldn't stop practicing."
At this moment, Lin Qiye was in an extremely disheveled state.
He was soaked in sweat, looking as if he had just been pulled out of the water.
On the floor beneath my feet, there was a pool of sweat, and I could even see some white salt crystals that had formed after the sweat dried.
But in his bloodshot eyes burned a raging fire as he stared intently at the invisible progress bar, frantically squeezing out the last bit of potential from his body.