1019: Chapter 1005 Progress 1019: Chapter 1005 Progress Eve’s departure didn’t stir up much trouble.
After all, such chaos happened every year, and those who ca in search of thrills and to “watch the drama,” knowing full well that it was a high-risk situation…
It was a rare few who, thinking they had professional protection, would dare to provoke trouble.
So people, probably used to having their way elsewhere, couldn’t help but continue their behavior here.
Perhaps for them, even if they hit a snag, it might be sothing that could be negotiated or settled with money…
But clearly, the trouble they encountered this ti gave them no chance to parley.
“Have we checked against the wanted list?”
“We have, there’s nothing in the latest database.”
“That’s strange, that girl definitely doesn’t look like it’s her first ti committing a cri…”
Of course, Eve wasn’t wanted, as she rarely took action, and there were basically no witnesses left.
If there was any wanted list, it would have to be found in records from twenty years ago, and most likely wouldn’t match.
“Let’s issue a new bounty…”
“What charges?”
“Murder, the location of the murder…
Eastern Sakura Lei District, it’s easier to go international with the bounty there.”
This was international waters, and although it wasn’t a place where murder went unpunished, if sothing really happened, just the dispute over whether territorial principles (ship) or personal principles applied was a significant ti-consuming hassle.
This kind of fringe area ans there are no official institutions responsible for it, and it’s also convenient for so people to “disappear.”
Participants actually all have a sense of ‘indifference to death,’ and the organizers, operators, even including the Church under the God of Martial Fight, would erase this criminal case from the records.
This is also the reason why the festival, destined to have fatalities, is held on international waters and archipelagos.
When no one has to be responsible for the dead, naturally no one will trace the matter to the end, and even if there are occasionally a few victims’ families who refuse to let it go, it’s rely a private vendetta.
But what Eve did, was clearly crossing the line…
“She killed ‘audience’ mbers, and so many at that.
How are we to sell tickets after this?”
In a sense, this periodically held festival has already beco a stable source of finance and resource inco for the organizers.
This act of disrupting the festival naturally incited hostility from these organizers…
It’s just “organizers,” Eve’s qualification hasn’t been revoked; for all we know, she may have even scored points in the eyes of the God of Martial Fight.
But for the organizers, “breaking the rules” naturally cos with an extra price, and making her a “fugitive” for revenge was just the beginning.
The Deity and the underground forces are not exactly aligned in so aspects, much like how the ones who most wanted Big Cat dead were likely those “devout believers” under Its command.
“….it’s better that she’s gone, one less hassle.”
Lu Ping’an also sighed in relief, as he wasn’t accustod to such intense fluctuations in emotions, especially since his rational mind told him that so of these feelings didn’t even belong to him.
“The source of these emotions…
In that case, Big Cat, you are the so-called proud…”
“What?!
What are you trying to say!”
“Ultraman?”
“Get lost!”
Noticing that Big Cat also had a significant emotional upheaval, Lu Ping’an teased the cat as part of their daily routine.
However, both of them knew that the goodbye was probably only temporary, and that they would see Eve again, most likely very soon…
“Eve…
isn’t here?”
The little girl Qian Xiaomu, who ca knocking happily with fruit candy and milk candy, felt suddenly down upon hearing that Eve had left.
Perhaps the only one who truly felt saddened by her departure was this little playmate.
“….How about I get you so cake?” he said, as Lu Ping’an tried to pat the little girl’s head to soothe her.
“No need.” The little girl, clutching her bag of sweets, turned and ran off straight away.
What’s the point of playing when her little friend isn’t around?
Her grandfather had said that an “old man” of his age who didn’t smoke, drink, frequent pleasure-spots, or play, and looked sick, should be avoided; one must be careful never to be alone with him.
And Lu Ping’an, feeling rejected, withdrew his outstretched hand and felt sowhat awkward.
“…Well, back to serious matters.”
Gathering his thoughts, Lu Ping’an then began his final preparations for battle.
The intelligence that needed to be exchanged had already been acquired; now, all that remained was to wait patiently.
The “Martial Fight Festival” had no rules, or rather, “slaying with one’s own body” was the only “rule.”
Weapons can be used, as well as the abilities of other professions, but it is “Martial Fight” itself that garners the favor of the God of Martial Fight.
If you don’t want to end up killing without gaining anything, it’s best not to overstep.
“One punch, two punches….”
With a helpless sigh and no more distractions, Lu Ping’an had no more excuses to slack off.
So things can be shared through “investnt” or can be directly purchased at the library…
but the martial skills from a Fighter’s path need to be turned into body instincts to be applicable in actual combat.
After all, even if you “know how,” your body might not, and it must be constantly tempered through the ordeal of daily practice.
Unlike other Professional Fighting Series, Lu Ping’an’s foundation is almost nonexistent, and although he is making progress every day, he indeed needs more ti.
“Punch Boxing with Intent!”
Playing with jokes understood by no one, Lu Ping’an endeavored to make his flesh rember this way of exerting force.
Training is hard, and Big Cat, who can hardly be called a good teacher as she keeps blabbering, might not possess crucial knowledge.
Yet she always believed that the quantity of training was key…
but Lu Ping’an did not cut corners; in fact, he even added extra sessions voluntarily.
This was not because he had a sudden revelation or that he beca younger and turned into a go-getter, but because he had seen too much and knew…
“…I have no way out.
When misfortune falls before you, it won’t ask if you’re ready.”
Lu Ping’an’s motivation for practicing martial skills was just that simple and pure.
He still rely “wants to live”.
In the past, he didn’t know why he should cling to life, but now, he has increasingly wanted to struggle longer…
not only for the people around him but also because he wants to see more, to try more.
“Vajra Guardian.”
This ti, it was no joke.
The Professional Skill of a Fighter usually takes a straightforward and blunt approach; the offensive power is purely about punching and kicking, while defensive abilities are also essential.
Lu Ping’an could feel that, when using his ability, his bones and skin seed to harden to so extent.
This was similar to a Tar’s “Turning Stone into Iron” but could be applied to his own flesh and used repeatedly.
Lu Ping’an narrowed his eyes; he could see that the essence of this ability actually ca in two parts.
Firstly, it controlled the “flow of contamination” within the body to form a “convergence” in certain areas.
The second part involved applying a “Steel mbrane” over his skin for protection.
Double-layered defense, shielding not only against attacks from opponents but also against the Erosion of the Steel mbrane on his own flesh.
“The Binding system, huh…”
Unlike the transformative “Turning Stone into Iron,” it resembled more an added characteristic, a Protection, Binding system ability.
[Vajra (Black-iron level Professional Ability) Level 3: Hard, harder, super hard!]
The analysis words were quite subtle, but they captured the essence of this ability.
What is subtle is that this Abnormal Ability not only has a “Black Iron” rating but also its own Occupation Level.
This is the difference between the Fighting system and other Professional systems’ abilities.
The Fighting series needs constant refinent for improvent; its “Professional Skills” and “Professional Abilities” are often rged together.
Each ability has a modest effect on its own, but they last long and co at a low cost…
if described in gaming terms, they are “little skills with short CDs.”
Many “little skills” and Passive traits stack up to fortify the strength of a professional Fighter, which also ans that Lu Ping’an can’t take shortcuts like other professions by acquiring high-level abilities or ‘sharing experience’ to gain the core competencies of the profession.
He must continuously hone himself, endure the hardship of mastering technique and tactics to enhance his capacity as a Fighter.
“I’ve never seen a student like you; you have to try harder!” Big Cat attempted to take on a stern teacher’s deanor, but in fact, this “never seen” was actually ant as praise.
Because of the existence of the “rule building” in the Courtyard, Lu Ping’an’s “talent” was truly formidable.
When he rarely becos diligent, every day, even every hour, he is improving.
One after another, the Professional Skills of the Fighter system; he tries to analyze, imitate, learn…
“Only ‘issuing power’ without Qi Gong waves?
Ugh, suddenly I’m unmotivated…
okay, I’ll learn, I’ll learn.
Eh, learned it?!”
“‘Striding as if on wings’?
Hey, isn’t this a characteristic ability similar to that of a Runner?
As expected, all the world is a posy…
It’s much simpler and easier to learn than Hua senior sister’s dance steps.”
“Armor-breaking Fist…
isn’t this just like a distant punch?
Co on, let’s test it out…”
One after another, low-level, even mid-level “Extraordinary Martial Skills,” Lu Ping’an learned and absorbed them swiftly; his talent for deducing and extending to further applications as if he knew them instinctively.
He even sowhat hoped that the festival would co slower…
Perhaps, he could break through to third-tier Fighter first!
But situations change suddenly, and they never wait for you to be ready.
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