"Cough cough cough!"
Zhang Yangzi was about to get up, leaning on the ground, when a large sword flew straight over, grazing his forehead and landing on the ground beside him.
Holy crap! This is for real!
A bead of cold sweat appeared on Zhang Yangzi's face; he almost peed his pants in fright. The sword really did fly past his scalp; if he had been a fraction slower, he would have been dead.
The next second, Lin Xuan appeared, stepping on Zhang Yangzi's chest and pressing him back to the ground.
"Remember to buy a bottle of the exact same shower gel, and pick up all that stuff on the ground and take it to 101, or you'll face the consequences."
.nLin Xuan looked down at Zhang Yangzi, pointed to the scattered belongings on the ground, then drew his sword and left gracefully.
Only the three of them remained, staring at each other in bewilderment.
"Yangzi, what... what do you say?"
Wang Jinxi scratched his head; this time, he had truly lost face. The three of them had ambushed one person and been brutally killed.
"A bet's a bet! Pick it up! Oh, right, Xiaofeng, you're fast, go buy something nearby and fix the damaged stuff for him."
Zhang Yangzi rubbed his chest.
This Lin Xuan is a real beast; that kick almost made a hole in him.
When Lin Xuan returned to the dormitory, it was still empty. Besides his bed, there were three other beds with bedding on them.
"These guys are definitely street thugs,"
Lin Xuan said, looking at the empty beds. It had been a whole day, and his roommates were still nowhere to be seen.
"Click!"
The door to room 101 opened, and Lin Xuan looked up from his bed. Three people walked in carrying a huge pile of stuff.
"Put it over there!"
Lin Xuan pointed to the storage locker at the front.
"Oh! Okay, okay!"
The group immediately put the things down and stood still.
"Let's go! What are you guys doing here!"
Lin Xuan climbed off his bed, picked up his things, and prepared to take a shower, glancing at the three of them with annoyance.
Did they expect him to pay for their journey?!
"We...we're from this dorm,"
Zhang Yangzi stammered. He only realized it when he got back to the dorm.
This was even more embarrassing, but having such an awesome roommate wasn't such a bad thing after all!
"Hehe! Brother Xuan, we'll all be roommates from now on."
Wang Jinxi chuckled, scratching his head.
"You guys are from 101 too?"
Lin Xuan raised an eyebrow. No wonder he hadn't seen his roommates all day; they were already inseparable.
After thinking for a moment, Lin Xuan nodded to them amicably.
These three, aside from being a bit dim-witted, had decent personalities; at least they weren't two-faced like some people.
Then he turned and went into the bathroom to shower.
After showering, Lin Xuan didn't talk much with the others but went to bed.
After all, he had just beaten them up, and Zhang Yangzi and the others were still too embarrassed to admit it. Wang Jinxi, on the other hand, was very outgoing and would occasionally try to liven things up.
The night passed uneventfully.
Time flew by, and a week went by in the blink of an eye.
During this week, Ye Yingluo only taught them some basic knowledge. The most useful thing for Lin Xuan was that she upgraded the Simple Meditation Method on his panel to a low level.
To this, Lin Xuan could only remark that, as expected, few things that circulate widely are of good quality.
However, his relationship with Zhang Yangzi and the other two had improved considerably; they were even willing to bring him food.
Before dawn, amidst Wang Jinxi's usual deafening snoring, Lin Xuan habitually climbed out of bed.
After a quick wash, Lin Xuan went to the playground to exercise.
His current success was entirely due to a bit of luck, nine parts perseverance, and a tiny, insignificant system boost.
"Ninety, ninety-one… one hundred!"
After completing his one hundredth push-up, Lin Xuan got up from the ground, panting heavily.
"Looks like I need something heavier!"
Lin Xuan rolled up his sleeve, revealing a metal wristband on his arm. This metal wristband was crafted from deep silver; despite its small size, it weighed over one hundred kilograms.
Not only did he wear metal wristbands, but Lin Xuan also carried a full 500 kilograms of weight during his training, a result of his years of exploration with the system.
The system's proficiency bonus wasn't fixed at one; it was merely a minimum, not an upper limit. This meant that even if he developed dementia, he would still be forced to gain one, and vice versa.
Otherwise, Lin Xuan's proficiency, which was currently in the tens of thousands, wouldn't have increased much even after exhausting himself with daily training.
The system calculated a fluctuating bonus based on the environment and Lin Xuan's own condition. For example, the greater the weight during body tempering, the higher the bonus, while swordsmanship received a high bonus during actual combat or moments of enlightenment.
After resting for a while, Lin Xuan got up and started running laps around the track.
At that moment, a group of four people were walking towards the track.
"Do we really need to be here so early? Everyone else is still fast asleep,"
Xie Xie yawned. Wu Changkong had called the three of them out early in the morning, saying it was for special training.
"Huh? You're questioning me. You'll have to run ten more laps!"
Wu Changkong, walking at the front, gave Xie Xie a cold look, making him shudder.
"Teacher! No! I was wrong!"
Xie Xie cried out, instantly sobering up, on the verge of tears.
Why was he so cheeky! He had to say that.
Tang Wulin couldn't help but cover his mouth and chuckle. He had discovered that Xie Xie, seemingly cold on the surface, was actually a hidden goofball.
Following behind the group was a girl dressed in white.
Her looks and figure weren't exceptional, only above average, but she had a special rhythm in her movements, seemingly blending into her surroundings.
The girl's face was expressionless, completely lacking the youthful vitality of her age.
"Holy crap! There really is someone!"
As soon as the group entered the playground, Xie Xie shouted again.
In the early morning, there was still a thin layer of mist on the playground, and a running figure was faintly visible in the mist.
"Hmph!"
Wu Changkong glanced at Xie Xie, snorted coldly, and his face grew even colder.
Ten more laps!
He looked at Lin Xuan's increasingly approaching figure, a hint of admiration in his eyes. To become a strong person, talent is important, but hard work is equally indispensable.
Xie Xie smiled awkwardly and obediently shut his mouth, while Tang Wulin, standing to the side, looked at the figure in the distance through the mist and felt it looked somewhat familiar.
"It's him! What bad luck!"
Gu Yue's eyes flashed with resentment; how could she run into him like this? Could it be that her impulsive decision to come here was secretly guided by Douluo Star?
She examined her recent actions and thoughts, a glint in her eyes; something did seem amiss.
Lin Xuan controlled his breathing and ran over at a leisurely pace.
"It's them."
Seeing the group, Lin Xuan raised an eyebrow, then his gaze fell on the cold-looking man in white.
White-clad, blue-sword Wu Changkong!
He remembered that Wu Changkong's martial soul was a sword!
Lin Xuan recalled the information about Wu Changkong, then his eyes lit up as he approached the group.
"Dare to be insolent before me? You've already met your end!"
"Unpredictable Storm!"
Tang Shenwang swung his Sea God Trident, sending out a white ring, attempting to capture a Qin general.
However, Qin's vanguard, Jiu Yue, was a legendary high-level expert. With a wave of her hand, ten recommendation votes appeared in the air. The light emanating from those ten votes instantly shattered the Unpredictable Storm.
The ten golden recommendation votes transformed into an ancient magic array in the air, faintly revealing mountain phantoms within, suppressing Tang San to the ground.
"What is that! It can easily suppress Tang San!"
The gods of the Douluo God Realm exclaimed in surprise. This was Tang Shenwang, who held two godhoods in one!
Jiu Yue stepped forward, stomping Tang Shenwang under her foot, and smiled disdainfully at the gods.
"Heh~ Just some worthless recommendation votes. To you, they're a supreme treasure surpassing even a God-King."
September retracted the ten recommendation votes into her body, instantly swelling in size. She slapped Tang God-King across the face with both hands, the resulting sound even shattering the clouds within a hundred miles.
What a resounding slap!
After ten slaps, September's recommendation votes were completely depleted.
September looked up at the sky with satisfaction and gave a thumbs-up.
"Brothers, let's go! One recommendation vote, one slap! Sexy September, online recommendation booster!"
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