Martial arts levels were mainly divided into two categories: amateur and professional.
Each category was further divided into nine levels, ranging from the lowest first level to the highest ninth level.
Different levels had varying requirements for martial arts mastery, strength, and speed.
Lu Yuan briefly looked over the standards and discovered that the amateur ninth level surprisingly required a punching force of over 300 kilograms.
"In my previous life, that would have been considered the top level of a professional heavyweight boxer," Lu Yuan thought to himself, amazed. He now started to believe what Cheng Peng had said earlier about the Source Martial Arts School instructors being able to punch a 100-kilogram training dummy seven or eight meters away with one blow.
If amateur martial artists were already this powerful, professional martial artists could only be even more formidable.
"It seems like the level of martial arts in this world is also much higher than in my previous life. The top martial artists might actually be like 'supermen'."
Furthermore, Lu Yuan discovered that individuals with officially certified martial arts ranks from the Martial Arts Association received significant bonus points when applying for universities.
Some prestigious top universities even had strict requirements in this regard.
For example, the Air Force University mandated a minimum of amateur seventh level martial arts proficiency for enrollment.
"The Air Force University is the cradle for pilots, astronauts, and even members of the mechanical power armor. It's understandable that they have high physical fitness requirements."
Due to the existence of the [Student] profession panel, Lu Yuan had indeed considered attending a prestigious university. However, his goal was only an average prestigious university, aiming for a career as a researcher or business elite. He had never considered becoming a pilot, astronaut, or mecha warrior.
Now, his thoughts had changed slightly.
"Human exploration of the universe in this world has far surpassed my previous life, with the top echelons of society starting to engage in extraterrestrial migration. If given the opportunity, it wouldn't be bad to venture beyond Earth and explore the stars..."
"I'll just have to adjust my attribute allocation strategy accordingly in the future," Lu Yuan thought to himself as he stood at the bus stop outside the internet cafe, gazing at the gray-blue sky above.
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By the time Lu Yuan returned home, it was already 11:20 AM.
His mother, Zheng Qiuling, was still sitting in the store watching TV.
Seeing Lu Yuan return, a smile immediately appeared on her face as she called him over.
"How was the class?"
"It was okay, pretty good."
"That's good to hear. You have to practice hard. Your dad spent a lot of money signing you up for this class," Zheng Qiuling solemnly reminded him. "But studying should still be your priority."
"I know, Mom."
Lu Yuan nodded and asked, "Where's Dad?"
"He went to the hospital to accompany your grandpa. He's already made lunch for you. Go upstairs and eat."
"I'll bring it down and eat with you."
Lu Yuan quickly went upstairs, took out his sweat-soaked martial arts uniform from his backpack, and tossed it into the washing machine.
Then, he made several trips to bring all the prepared dishes downstairs.
He and his mother ate together at a small table that was about one and a half meters tall.
As the saying goes, starting a business is easy, but maintaining it is hard.
Their family's small grain and oil store was basically run by his mother alone, which was truly hard work.
Don't think that sitting in the store and watching TV all day is easy.
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Staying there all day, 365 days a year, for more than ten hours a day, try doing it yourself?
The dishes for lunch were similar to yesterday's, with braised pork replaced by braised fish and winter melon pork rib soup replaced by corn pork rib soup.
Lu Yuan ate with gusto.
The physical exertion from the morning had made him particularly hungry, and he ended up eating three bowls of rice before stopping.
It was worth noting that he usually ate at most two bowls, with the second bowl not even reaching the rim.
Today, all three bowls were filled to the brim.
While eating, Lu Yuan checked his panel attributes, which remained the same as before.
It was obviously unrealistic to expect a significant increase in his physique after just one day of training. Once the training became routine, he would probably see increases in his strength and physique.
"It seems like signing up for the class was the right decision. I have a good appetite today. Eat more, it's good for you. Eating more will help you grow taller and stronger. You're only a sophomore in high school this year, and you should be able to grow a bit more next year. It would be even better if you could reach 1.8 meters tall."
Zheng Qiuling smiled as she watched Lu Yuan eat. After he finished, she stopped him from moving and got up to clear the dishes herself.
Lu Yuan didn't argue with his mother, knowing that she had been sitting all morning and it was good for her to have a chance to get up and move around.
"The white box is 20, the red box is 35, which one do you want?"
"The white one, and a lighter."
"The lighter is one yuan."
Lu Yuan skillfully served a customer who came to buy cigarettes. His mother hadn't come back yet, so he picked up the remote control on the counter and changed the TV channel.
While giving himself a recovery massage on his sore and swollen arms, he watched TV to pass the time.
He switched to their local Jiao Yan City channel, which was currently broadcasting the midday news.
"...Recently, the Old Town Renovation Plan has entered its second phase, and the Municipal Housing and Construction Committee has issued an important notice..."
"...On the afternoon of June 6th, the newly built Sports Center Stadium in our city was officially put into operation. It is understood that more than ten sports meets and large-scale events are planned to be held here in the second half of this year..."
"Hiss—"
Lu Yuan accidentally pressed on a torn muscle in his arm, causing him to gasp in pain.
At this time, another news report appeared on TV.
"...Recently, there have been multiple cases of missing persons in the western district of our city. The Municipal XX Bureau attaches great importance to this and has established a task force to handle the case..."
Lu Yuan was slightly startled when he saw this news.
The western district?
Wasn't that where his family lived?
Missing persons cases, why hadn't he heard anything about them?
"For the Municipal Bureau to attach such importance to it and establish a task force, it's probably not an ordinary missing persons case. Could it be that many people have gone missing? Or is there murder involved?"
Lu Yuan pondered to himself.
Just then, Zheng Qiuling walked in from the back door and urged him to go upstairs.
"It's hot down here, go upstairs. Take a nap and remember to read your books. You still have school tomorrow."
"Okay, Mom."
Lu Yuan nodded and stood up, taking two steps forward.
He suddenly stopped and turned around, asking Zheng Qiuling seriously, "Mom, is there a large sum of money that our family hasn't been able to collect recently?"
Zheng Qiuling was taken aback, and her expression immediately became a little gloomy. "Yes, there was a long-time customer who ordered a large batch of goods and then suddenly disappeared. The payment hasn't been settled. Your dad has been worried about this lately..."
As she spoke, she suddenly put on a stern face and urged him, "Go, go, go upstairs quickly. It's not your place to worry about such things as a child."
Lu Yuan pursed his lips and said nothing, turning around and going upstairs.
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After lunch, he was home alone again.
Lu Yuan first took the washed martial arts uniform from the washing machine and hung it on the balcony to dry, then went into his bedroom, turned on the air conditioner, and lay down on the bed.
He didn't want to move at all now, his arms felt more and more like they didn't belong to him.
[Absolute Focus] was like this, after being completely immersed in one thing, he forgot about the passage of time and didn't even know when his body was being overdrawn.
He was a typical example of overtraining.
"Let's see the results of this morning's training."
Lu Yuan concentrated and opened his attribute panel in front of him.
Now he had one more profession, and his profession panel had become two, allowing him to switch freely between [Student] and [Fighter].
The [Fighter] panel currently displayed:
[Fighter Lv1 (13/100)]
[Basic Profession Skills: Beginner Body Tempering Lv1 (22/100) Basic Fist Lv1 (53/100)]
There were also benefits to training hard.
In just one morning, the experience points for the Basic Fist that Lu Yuan had just comprehended had already passed the halfway mark.
It wouldn't be long before it could be upgraded to Lv2.