Slam Dunk: My Study Abroad Career in Northern Hunan

Chapter 13 My tips for upgrading!

Author: Chief Disciple of the Beggar Clan

Chapter 13 My tips for upgrading!

The homes of Jinguji Budō and Mitsui Hisashi are in the same community, and they are quite close to each other. Therefore, although they just met today, they went back together after school.

The basketball team's training tasks today are not heavy. Masayoshi Anzai just tested the results of the first-year players' training today, so when the practice match ended, it was only around five o'clock in the evening.

Mitsui Hisashi was not wary of martial arts who were similar in age, and his ambition to dominate the country was revealed to martial arts. Budo also understood Mitsui Hisaru very well, and also admired Mitsui Hisaru's determination. In this way, the two quickly became friends.

After returning to the community with Mitsui Hisashi, Budo waved goodbye to Mitsui Hisashi. After watching Mitsui Hisashi leave, Budo returned to his home, took a water cup and drank two sips of water before hurriedly going out.

He has not forgotten that he still has an unfinished task!

"Jinguji Martial Arts, height 184.7cm, weight 65kg, strength: junior high school level E, agility: junior high school level A, physical coordination: B level."

"Destiny: ordinary."

"Daily tasks."

"Please complete 100 push-ups, 100 sit-ups, 100 squats, and run 10KM before 00.00 at night."

"Task reward: Strain recovery potion! (Eliminate fatigue and feel relaxed!)"

"Martial Arts: Golden Bell Cover and Iron Cloth Shirt (specialized in defeating the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms), level 0, proficiency: 3/500."

Until this time, Wu Dao had no time to study the golden finger he got called the "Super Martial Arts System". He did not forget the daily tasks that needed to be completed before 00.00 at night.

"Although we are in the world of SD, there is nothing wrong with practicing martial arts to keep fit."

"And the rewards from this daily mission should be very useful to me!"

Jinguji Budo brought up the system panel, looked at the task reward column for a long time, and then strolled out of the community.

"Let's do some sit-ups first. Although my body is weak, it shouldn't be a problem to complete the first three tasks if we work in groups."

Thinking of this, Wu Dao didn't care that he was at the gate of the community and started doing push-ups directly. 100 push-ups was either too much or too little. For a body like Wu Dao, doing so many push-ups at one time was obviously too much.

It couldn't be done, so the martial arts were divided into three groups, and they did more than thirty exercises each time. Even with the rest time, it only took ten minutes.

After completing 100 push-ups, Budao noticed that in the task bar, the line "Complete 100 push-ups" changed from black to gray.

"Looks pretty smart."

Wu Dao noticed this and murmured, and then began the task of doing squats and sit-ups. The two projects exercised different parts, and the number was not large. The two projects combined only took ten minutes.

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When Wu Dao completed these tasks, he was already sweating profusely. After completing these tasks, Wu Dao took a step forward and started jogging.

In April, the cherry blossoms bloom brilliantly, and the pink petals fall from the trees in the evening breeze, blending with the bloody sunset.

In so many years, it was the first time that Wu Dao saw this exotic scenery. The sunset and falling cherry blossoms brought him a different feeling.

Jinguji Martial Arts moved his legs and soon ran out of the bustling streets. The noisy city and the noisy crowds were slowly moving away. The feeling of soreness in the legs became more and more intense as the distance increased.

A large amount of sweat gathered on the tip of Martial Arts' nose, and slipped from his face as he ran, dripping and splashing on the ground.

Although he was very tired, Martial Arts still held out his chest, narrowed his eyes slightly, and listened to the sound of wind in his ears.

"ha!"

"snort!"

Jinguji Budo opened his mouth slightly and let out a heavy breathing sound. He breathed and inhaled rhythmically as his footsteps moved. Although he was very tired and his lungs seemed to explode, Wu Dao was still very happy.

He knows that every step he takes now can bring him closer to his goal.

"Set a small goal first and become the number one junior high school student in the country!"

"Ho ho. Ho."

The sun has completely set, and sparse starlight is dotted in the dark night sky. Jinguji Martial Arts puts the back of his hand on his forehead, lying on the lawn beside a small river, sucking in the fresh air.

He has also completed the 10km task. It took longer than he expected to complete the task, which took more than two hours.

Running for such a long time gave Budao a splitting headache, and he had to lie on the lawn to relieve himself.

Jinguji Martial Arts, the daily mission reward, had already received it, and he had also used the strain recovery potion, but after using up the potion, Martial Arts couldn't feel any difference at all. He still had headaches and sore feet.

Sore feet.

"My golden finger seems to be fake, and the mission reward is of no use at all."

"Suddenly doing such a high-intensity exercise will make you suffer tomorrow!"

Martial Arts had some regrets in his heart. If he hadn't seen the line "Eliminate fatigue and feel relaxed!" following the strain potion, he would never have suddenly increased the amount of training to this level. He still understood the step-by-step path.

Unfortunately, it is too late to say this now.

Martial Arts just hopes that today's sudden high-intensity exercise will not leave any hidden injuries on himself.

After lying on the lawn for a while and his headache subsided, Wu Dao got up and started to move his hands and feet. Just as Wu Dao was about to leave here and go home, a voice sounded from behind him.

"Hey, that guy over there, can you please wait a moment?"

Wu Dao Xun Sheng looked back and saw four figures not far behind him at some point. In the darkness, Wu Dao narrowed his eyes slightly and saw each other clearly.

These four people were dressed strangely. They were all wearing tight black leather pants and black vests with rivets on the shoulders.

The clothing of the four people is surprisingly consistent. The only difference may be their hairstyles, blue airplane hair, red slicked back hair, yellow afro, and green short hair.

"Social person."

Wu Dao was stunned for a long time after seeing this outfit clearly. He hadn't seen this killer look for many years. When he saw it today, how should I put it, he was a little nostalgic and a little funny.

"Brother, we brothers are a little short of money recently and would like to ask you to lend us some money."

The green short-inch young man walked towards Martial Arts and said with evil intentions, while the other people also had a tacit understanding and silently dispersed, surrounding Jinguji Martial Arts from all directions, for fear that he would escape.

"Borrow money?"

"Sorry, I didn't bring any money."

Wu Dao staggered his feet slightly, lowered his head slightly, observed the positions of several people with his peripheral vision, and whispered.

"No money? Hahaha!"

"Then I have to make sure you have money."

As the green short-inch young man finished speaking, the other people gathered around Martial Arts in a tacit understanding.

"Go!" With a low shout, several people rushed towards Wu Dao. Faced with the siege of several people, Wu Dao didn't say anything, directly covered his face and squatted on the ground, and shouted at the same time:

"You bastards, even if I had money I wouldn't give it to you!"

When several young men heard this, they immediately felt that their dignity had been insulted. After pulling at Wu Dao for a while, they couldn't find the money. They suddenly became angry and punched Wu Dao directly with their fists.

"Hiss~~~"

The short-inch young man took a deep breath. He felt his hand hit a wooden board, and the pain from his fist made him grin.

"Ah~key touch seven!"

Wu Dao, on the other hand, couldn't help but let out a moan. After being punched by the young man, Wu Dao not only didn't feel any pain, but also felt a burst of relief, like the cool breeze in summer, which was indescribably comfortable.

The fatigue accumulated from exercise disappeared a lot in this moment, and the proficiency of the Iron Cloth Shirt with the Golden Bell Hood even increased from the original 3/500 to 5/500.

"This strain recovery potion actually requires a medicinal primer, what a scam!"

Wu Dao thought so in his heart, and then stood up under the gaze of several people, looked at the short-inch young man who had just punched him, and said:

"Didn't you eat?! Work harder!"

I made a mistake when I posted the chapters. I missed a chapter in the middle. This chapter has been revised.

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