Chapter 4 Wow, I want to die

It's a hot summer day and time flies by like flowing water. In the blink of an eye, a month has passed.

"dong dong dong"

"Lin Changqiang! Lin Changqiang?"

Lin Dong's noise, louder and louder, could be heard again from outside the door.

"Lin Changqiang, don't hide in there and keep silent. I know you are at home! You have the guts to say that you want to reach the pinnacle of martial arts, to look down upon the world, and to eliminate all injustice, but why don't you have the guts to open the door!"

"Bastard!" At this time, Lin Changqiang was lying on the bed in pain, constantly hitting his head against the pillow.

"Stop it, stop it, stop it, stop it!"

"I want to die, I want to die, I want to die, I want to die!"

Yes, ever since Lin Changqiang suddenly had a chuunibyou attack a month ago and said those words with his blood boiling, every time he recalled that day, he would feel an extremely annoying sense of shame, but Lin Dong was completely excited, and his favorability with Lin Changqiang even increased to 68. Since then, Lin Changqiang's good days have completely come to an end...

Throughout the month, in addition to completing the two-hour running task every day, Lin Changqiang was also dragged by the enthusiastic Lin Dong to practice Tongbeiquan and Lieshitui together. Fortunately, Lin Dong didn't know yet that he could also recover his physical strength quickly, otherwise it would be impossible for him to practice for "only" three hours in total in the morning and evening!
This was not the worst. The worst was that due to the system's assistance in training, Lin Changqiang's Stone-Splitting Kick and Tongbei Fist had already reached perfection. Now when he was training with Lin Dong, he was just acting as a free sparring partner. Even the gift effect could not be triggered after adding another 10% experience. His cultivation level was higher than Lin Dong's.

"Hey, wouldn't it be nice to just lie down and earn experience? Why do you have to be so mean!" Lin Changqiang was completely depressed. "Now I'm like a punching bag."

Of course, verbal complaints aside, Lin Changqiang was actually very grateful to Lin Dong in his heart. After all, apart from Lin Dong, who else could practice almost the entire day, allowing him to gain a whole day's experience? What's more, he did not gain nothing, as he gained a lot of practical experience.

"Boom boom boom!"

"Lin Changqiang, if you don't come out I'll go in!"

Lin Changqiang knew that this was Lin Dong's ultimatum. In the past month, whenever he wanted to be lazy and stay in bed, Lin Dong would rush in shouting his name, pull him up from the bed with a confused look on his face, and yell at him in a tone full of ambition - "Lin Changqiang! Have you forgotten our dream?"

Then, without saying a word, he dragged him towards the back of the mountain, causing Lin Changqiang to secretly wonder if Lin Dong was possessed by a young man with thick eyebrows from some anime next door.

"I'm coming."

After responding weakly, Lin Changqiang sighed helplessly, climbed out of the bed, quickly washed up, and staggered out of the yard.

"Creak-" the door opened.

Lin Dong looked up and down at the boy in front of him who was slightly taller than him, and couldn't help but sigh in amazement: "Long Spear, if we hadn't practiced together every day for more than a month, I wouldn't believe that you are the same person as the little fat boy more than a month ago."

"Alright, alright, you've said this so many times, aren't you annoying (▽｀)ノ"

Although he said he disliked it, Lin Changqiang was actually very happy in his heart. After all, every person who has successfully lost weight will feel more or less satisfied and proud when hearing someone praise him for losing weight.

Of course, he didn't expect that after losing weight, he would look almost the same as in his previous life, still as heroic and dashing as ever (￣▽￣)

"Let's go. I won't run anymore from now on. I'll practice Tongbeiquan and Lieshitui with you more every day." After saying that, Lin Changqiang stretched out his right hand with a smile and put his arm around Lin Dong's right shoulder familiarly. The two of them walked towards the back mountain with their arms around each other's shoulders.

“No need to practice Tongbeiquan today.” Lin Dong had long been accustomed to Lin Changqiang’s little habits, so he just smiled faintly. “My father just taught me a second-grade martial art yesterday—Bahuang Palm. Didn’t you say that you are a martial arts genius? You can learn the basics of this inferior martial art just by reading it a few times? How about we practice it today?”

Lin Dong had always been skeptical about Lin Changqiang's words, so he thought he could take this opportunity to see if Lin Changqiang was fooling him.

Lin Changqiang was naturally extremely happy, so he quietly looked at his personal information.

[Host: Lin Changqiang]

[Cultivation Level: Fifth Stage of the Body Tempering Realm (92%)] [Martial Arts: Stone-Splitting Kick (First Grade), Tongbei Fist (First Grade), Eight Desolate Palms (Second Grade, 2%)]

[Practice method: None]

[Spirit Level: None]

[Secret Technique: None]

[Spiritual Power Technique: None]

[Treasures: Double Experience Card × 2, Double Gold Card × 2, Heart Demon Experience Card]

[Number of draws: None]

“Wow, Lin Dong is really good. He just acquired the martial arts yesterday and mastered almost 7% of it in one night!”

"It's a pity that I went to bed too early last night and didn't have time to practice the Eight Desolate Palm. Otherwise, with today's practice, I would have been able to master the Eight Desolate Palm." Lin Changqiang smacked his lips, symbolically regretting for a second, and then he thought, "System, practice the Eight Desolate Palm!"

[Dong, congratulations to the host, the auxiliary training has been completed, and the proficiency has been obtained by 20%. The current proficiency is 22%]

"Jiejiejie~~"

Lin Changqiang couldn't help but let out a Soul Palace guardian-level laugh. Lin Dong, who was standing by, just felt that this guy was inexplicable. Why was he so excited about a second-grade martial art?
Not long after, the two came to the open space where they usually practiced. Lin Changqiang skillfully sat cross-legged on the lawn, while Lin Dong consciously walked to the center of the open space and began to explain and demonstrate the Eight Desolate Palm.

“The Eight Desolate Palm is known for its ferocity and powerfulness. It opens and closes vigorously. Although it looks plain and simple, the palm wind is full of power.” Lin Dong paused for a moment, but soon began to move again. “But if we make some subtle changes to it, the originally extremely powerful technique will have a little more softness. Although it may seem the same at first glance, it will cause the opponent to suffer a great loss when fighting with others.”

When Lin Changqiang heard this, he knew that what Lin Dong was going to teach him was the Eight Desolate Palm strengthened by the Ancestral Stone. He immediately felt a warmth in his heart. Although he could learn it even if Lin Dong didn't teach him, Lin Dong didn't know this. This was his intention after all.

"The Eight Desolate Palm, which combines both hardness and softness, is as powerful as the tenth round of the Tongbei Fist when it is fully developed."

“I understand!” Lin Changqiang nodded seriously. That is to say, the normal attack of Tongbeiquan is less than the normal attack of Bahuangzhang and less than the ultimate move of Tongbeiquan.

"Even your father didn't know that you had practiced Tongbeiquan to the tenth level, but I know that, as expected, you have always treated me as your own..."

"pat"

"what!"

Before Lin Changqiang could finish his words, Lin Dong picked up a small stone in pretending to be angry and threw it on his thigh. Lin Changqiang knew when to stop and cooperated by pretending to be in pain and screaming.

"I hope you can get rid of this bad habit someday. Otherwise, if you meet a tough guy who attacks you and you can't beat him, I won't intervene."

Lin Dong took a few deep breaths and calmed down. In his opinion, Lin Changqiang was good in every way. After all, when he was weak, he was the only one among the younger generations of the entire Lin family who helped him and Qingtan. He was just too troublesome. At first, he thought that Lin Changqiang helped him because he liked Qingtan, but now it seems that he is just kind-hearted and can't stand others bullying the weak.

"Haha, I'm not stupid." Lin Changqiang said proudly, "If I meet a character that I can't afford to offend, I certainly won't cause trouble."

"???"

Lin Dong’s limited edition black emoticon pack is released.

Of course, Lin Dong always gave people a lot of respect, so he didn't really care about Lin Changqiang's jokes from time to time. He shook his head and continued to demonstrate the Eight Desolate Palms, and Lin Changqiang also nodded and pretended to watch.

That day, after Lin Dong finished his Eight Desolate Palm training with Lin Changqiang, he began to doubt his life.
(End of this chapter)