Four Skills for All.

Mo Xiu walked out of the room and found that Dong Fang was not there, wondering where he had gone to do.

After looking around, I found there wasn't much to eat and I was getting hungry, so I had to go to the cafeteria by myself.

As luck would have it, he bumped into Xiao Hong at the entrance of the cafeteria. Mo Xiu was about to say hello and had just raised his right hand to say "Hello".

Xiao Hong gave Mo Xiu a sharp look, then quickly walked past him, letting out a cold snort as she reached him.

Mo Xiu's right hand froze for a moment, and after Xiao Hong walked away, he awkwardly scratched his head.

Why is this woman so domineering? She can't possibly take out her anger on Liu Ziyang just because she has a grudge against him, can she?

Mo Xiu shook his head, went into the cafeteria, ate a quick bite, and then hurriedly rushed to Training Ground No. 5.

There are fifteen martial arts training grounds in Yenching University, and Mo Xiu is particularly fond of number five, not for any other reason than that it is the cheapest martial arts training ground in the entire university.

The other venues vary; some have advanced equipment, while others resemble helmet simulation venues used during the college entrance examination.

It is said that the best simulation arena can simulate a perfect opponent, which can help students improve even more than in actual combat, but of course, the price is also quite high.

Mo Xiu was also eager to see for himself, but given his current economic situation...

Upon entering Training Ground No. 5, Mo Xiu went to the front desk and rented a private room for physical testing.

In fact, the lobby of each venue is free, but Mo Xiu chose a private room for the sake of keeping a low profile and ensuring the accuracy of the measurements.

After taking the key, we entered the private room. This room was the most basic, with simple facilities, including strength training equipment, a special treadmill, and instruments for measuring strength and speed.

Mo Xiu didn't rush to take measurements; instead, he stood on the treadmill and started running.

This is done to adapt to the body's rapid increase in strength. Only after the whole body can coordinate its efforts can the test be conducted and the true data be obtained.

Mo Xiu started running at his usual speed, gradually accelerating until he was faster and faster.

Before even reaching full speed, the treadmill could no longer keep up with Mo Xiu's pace.

Mo Xiu got off the treadmill, disappointed. It seemed he would have to rent a better room if he wanted to train in the future.

Unable to push myself to the limit, I had no choice but to grit my teeth and test it.

First, there was the speed test. Mo Xiu gave it his all this time, and his overall coordination was also good, so we should be able to get relatively accurate data.

4.988s

Running 100 meters in less than five seconds was something Mo Xiu would never have dared to dream of before. He never imagined that a single herb could have such a significant impact.

If that's the case, Mo Xiu knows that there's a huge gap between himself and the true chosen ones.

True big families have endless resources from a young age. They may not care about college entrance exam scores, as universities may directly admit them through special admissions, or they may not even go to university at all, preferring to stay within the family.

Next was the strength test. Mo Xiu used the same method as before, concentrating all his strength in his fist.

The strength test did not go as smoothly as the speed test; the first exertion was not complete.

425.786kg

Mo Xiu frowned. Compared to speed, the increase in strength wasn't significant. Let's try again!

"Bang!"

457.325kg

It's better now, but not quite at its best yet.

"Bang!"

487.352kg

Come again!

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

503.254kg

After dozens more punches, Mo Xiu finally achieved a punching power of over 500 kg, and he smiled with satisfaction.

Just then, there was a knock on the door of the private room, and a voice came from outside.

"Students inside, please don't overuse the testing equipment. If you need training, aren't there training equipment inside?"

Mo Xiu then realized that he had already tested it dozens of times.

"Sorry, I forgot for a moment."

There was no response; the patrol officers must have left after issuing the warning.

This improvement is significant. With his current physical strength and the descent of the Martial God, Mo Xiu is confident that he can fight Wang Lei to a draw.

After consuming the Spirit Gathering Grass, his potential should have been enhanced, allowing him to continue making progress, which is what makes Mo Xiu most happy.

Mo Xiu originally wanted to continue training, but after looking at the training equipment in the room, he gave up. The equipment was not enough to support his training, so he had to give up.

We need to find a way to make money, so even the most basic private room costs 1,000 yuan to rent for a day.

Mo Xiu walked out of Training Ground No. 5 and went straight back to his dormitory, only to find that Dong Fang still hadn't returned.

He took out his phone and started studying the mission. After lying down, he felt something bump against him. When he touched what it was, Mo Xiu slapped his forehead. How could he have forgotten about this?

What he touched was the pistol he had bought from the black market. Mo Xiu had never seen a firearm before and didn't know how lethal this pistol was, so he decided to give it a try.

Mo Xiu went alone to the deserted back mountain, pulled the trigger, "Click!" No response?

After studying it, he still couldn't use it. Mo Xiu was a little angry. This shopkeeper was cheating him. It was all fake. He thought he had discovered something amazing.

Mo Xiu threw it to the ground with considerable force, and the pistol hit the stone with a "click-clack!"

Mo Xiu found the sound strange, picked it up again, and casually pulled the trigger with his face close to it.

"Bang!"

The bullet grazed Mo Xiu's face.

Mo Xiu looked at the pistol with lingering fear. Luckily, it hadn't been aimed at him, or he would have died young.

After some research, I realized that a handgun needs to be chambered before it can be used.

Mo Xiu wanted to continue testing the power of the pistol, but it was inconvenient for him to do so, so he asked Dong Fang to come instead.

After climbing the mountain, Dong Fang jogged all the way to Mo Xiu.

"Mo Xiu, what's wrong? I saw you weren't fully awake when I woke up this morning, so I went out to have lunch with some old classmates."

Mo Xiu handed the pistol to Dong Fang and said, "Remember this?"

"I remember, I bought it on the black market. What did you say it was? A firearm?"

Mo Xiu retreated more than ten meters and said, "Come on, hit me!"

"Huh?" Dong Fang was confused. What did this mean?

Mo Xiu unleashed the Descent of the God of War, and Jiao Dong loaded his gun.

"Boss, is it really aimed at you? What if you can't dodge it?"

"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and aim!"

Mo Xiu was highly focused, his eyes fixed on the muzzle of the gun.

"Bang!"

As the bullets flew, Mo Xiu reacted at the last second, starting to move the moment he saw the bullets appear.

Mo Xiu dodged the bullet with a quick movement and fell into deep thought, while Dong Fang was stunned.

It took Dong a while to react and he asked, "Mo Xiu, your reaction was so fast? I definitely wouldn't have been able to dodge it. This thing is too scary."

"I did a rough calculation. I still had some strength left at a distance of ten meters. But within three meters, if someone suddenly fired a shot, I would definitely be hit without any preparation."

"Oh my god, maybe we should hand him over to the authorities; he's too dangerous."

Mo Xiu said, "Come on, fire another shot at me, let's test its power?"

Having tested it before, Dong Fang quickly got into the zone and fired a shot at Mo Xiu.

After dodging this time, Mo Xiu slashed at the bullet with his right hand, which resembled a knife.

However, the bullet was too fast and grazed Mo Xiu's palm.

Mo Xiu raised his right hand; he was injured, though only slightly.

But this is Mo Xiu's defense when he activates his skill, which increases all attributes by 300%, and he can still get hurt.

It's a scary thought; without using any skills, an ordinary person could assassinate me.