Right before she could turn her head, she was roughly slammed against the wall by a hand on her throat. It felt as if she had just gotten the air knocked out of her as she continuously coughed.

A shiver ran down her back as she felt the Hot breath of a person blow against her right ear. Her muscles tightened as her eyes tried to figure out who the person was in front of her but to her dismay, the room was too dark.

She froze in shock and horror once she heard the smooth and deep voice of a man next to her ear.

"You have two options. Either you get out of my house or you die right here right now"

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What happens when the otaku who received professional training is reborn in Naruto?

I do not have naruto.
This is a fanfic that I created to practice my English.
I'll post new chapters as I have time

For a coach, this advanced detector really is a great secret weapon! Dai Li exclaimed to himself.
Dai Li had been with the national team for some time, so he had realized that the training of first class athletes focused more on well-targeted small detail improvements. The physical qualities of the athletes who were on the national team were definitely impeccable. As a result, there were never any major shortcomings in their techniques. Therefore, besides the difference in ability, details were the dominant factor in the gaps between the athletes.
However, it was extremely difficult to pinpoint these small, specific problems. The techniques of the athletes had been developed over a long period of time. They had stuck with the same training methods for years—some even for over a decade—so it was very difficult for athletes to find these small problems themselves. Usually, only top athletes were able to recognize the small problems in their training.
Top athletes had already received high level training and accumulated plenty of training experience. In addition, their talents were better. Feixiang Lin was a good example of this. He could see the small problems in his own training and fix them accordingly. That was why he was a world record holder. However, athletes like Feixiang Lin were rare. Mediocre athletes did not have this ability.
Because most athletes could not diagnose their own problems, it was the coach's job. This was what the examination paper would be on to check the true ability of a coach.
The job of a coach was nothing more than to help train their athletes and help them during their match. The coaches of physical events, like basketball, soccer, and volleyball had to make a game plan during the games, which was also a test of the coach's skills.
As for non-physical sports, like racing, shooting, gymnastics, diving, etc., there was no game plan during the matches at all. The one who had better strength and performance would win. Because of this, training was the main criteria in these events to test a coach's skills.
As things were now, Dai Li had no chance of participating in the training of physical sports. It was impossible for a young man who was only twenty-five to be the head coach of a professional basketball or soccer team. Even a deputy head coach job was out of his reach. Even if someone as young as Dai Li managed to join a professional sports team, he or she might act as an assistant coach at best.
Because of this, Dai Li's main task was still training. He needed to find the things the athletes were bad at, then help the athletes correct them. The advanced detector truly was a miraculous cheating device that went against the laws of nature.
...
During the next learning and observation period, Dai Li began to understand the benefits of the advanced detector.
The detector indicated that this sprinter's main problem is his insufficient hip movement during running. The coach of the national team asked him to practice leg swinging, which should make the ligament in his hip joint more flexible.
This high-jump athlete's main problem is that his center of gravity fluctuates too much after he takes off. Because of this, his leg recovery makes his hip's center of gravity unstable. He was told to keep practicing on the low bar so that he can master adjusting his center of gravity.
The sprinter's insufficient hip movement and the high-jump athlete's unstable center of gravity could only be regarded as insignificant details that could not decide the final result. On the provincial sports team, these details would definitely be neglected; however, on the national team, they were picked out by coaches, and became the focal point of improvement.
Dai Li had also began finding deficiencies in athletes that had not yet been discovered by the coaches of the national team.
The detector indicates that the breathing capacity of this long-distance runner will be chaotic when he reaches his limit. The coach seems to have overlooked this problem, so there was no specific training arranged for him. Although the coaches of the national team are skilled and have a lot of experience, they are human after all. You cannot compare them to a detector.
With the advanced detector, the advantages and disadvantages of an athlete were easily accessible to a coach. Dai Li had more of an in-depth understanding on the training program of the national team, and suddenly became clear on a lot of issues he had only somewhat understood previously.
The last day of the two-month learning and observation period had arrived. The selection examination that had been mentioned by Li Xue was unveiled.
...
Early in the morning, 30 young coaches arrived at the meeting room. With paper and pens in hand, everyone was waiting for the examination to begin.
Just after 8 o'clock, Li Xue entered the meeting room.
"We will have the selection examination today. The person who passes the examination can stay and join our Youth Training Program. What I want to emphasize is that there is no 'passing' score for this examination. You do not have to get a certain score to earn the right to stay. In addition, there is no limit on the number of people who can pass the exam. It is possible that all of you will be able to stay, or that none of you will be able to"
Li Xue's stern expression and his grisly look immediately made several coaches lower their heads in an effort to avoid eye contact with him.
"Now, let's hand out the 'examination paper' and prepare for the examination!" As soon as Li Xue finished speaking, his assistant came up beside him with notepads in hand.
Coaches were also regarded as outdoor workers. During training, they always needed to record something, like data, key points to focus on, etc. Therefore, a notepad and pen was the standard equipment for a coach. All the coaches in the meeting room were very familiar with the notepads.
Dai Li thought the examination paper would be clipped to the notepad. However, when the notepad was handed to him, he found just over ten pieces of blank paper attached to the notepad. Dai Li checked each piece of paper, but he could not find a single word.
Just blank paper? Where is the examination paper? Dai Li looked around and saw that the rest of the coaches had also only gotten blank paper with their notepads.
Could it be that the questions will be given on the spot? Dai Li said to himself.
As he had guessed, upon seeing that everyone had been handed a notepad, Li Xue said, "During this examination, I will give you the questions on the spot. When you hear my question, just write down your answer on the paper. Now everybody go outside. Let's go to the training ground."
"To the training ground? That's quite an examination!"
"I thought the examination would be held in the meeting room."
"Is it possible that Coach Xue didn't prepare any questions? Maybe he will give questions about whatever he sees on the training ground. "
Although everyone was whispering, they still went to the training ground in a single-file line.
"I used to be a sprinter, so let's start with the sprinting group!" Li Xue led the coaches to the No. 1 Sprinting Team. The sprinters were training determinedly.
After a minute of observation, Li Xue pointed at a sprinter who was performing push-off exercises using weights and asked, "Why is this sprinter performing push-off exercises using weights? If you know the answer, just write it down on your paper."
Some coaches were deep in thought, while other coaches were writing vigorously.
Instead of starting writing immediately, Dai Li thought hard about what he was seeing.
Push-off exercises using weights aims to enhance the explosive force of a sprinter's legs. This is so obvious that even the most mediocre coaches could not neglect it. The questions given by Coach Li Xue should not be so easy!
As he thought this, Dai Li checked the sprinter with the detector. The advantages and disadvantages of the sprinter were shown to Dai Li immediately.
So that's it! The weakness of this athlete is unbalanced leg swinging during his running start. The push-off exercise using weights should help improve the balance of his leg swinging during his running start.
As Dai Li thought of this, he began writing down the answer on his notepad.


How could a poor graduate student without any background or connections become successful? With a coaching system? An upgrade? This is not a computer game, but real life we’re talking about!
 
This will be a fantasy based on reality. Dai Li will fight back against all those who would mock and humiliate him with his astonishing and awe-inspiring training skills. From a nobody he’ll try to become the most illustrious coach in the sports world, so join him in proving to everyone who’s the real master here!

Zhang Guan was silent as if he was thinking. Then he asked, "There should be certain rules in the NBA draft, I am not a professional player, can I participate?"
"As far as I understand, the NBA has special rules for overseas player drafts. They define overseas players as any amateur or professional basketball player who resides outside the United States. It does not have to be a professional player."
"What about age? I thought I was overage?" Zhang Guan asked.
Zhuge Wenbo shook his head, "No. The NBA stipulates that overseas players will be automatically selected after reaching the age of 22. For overseas players under the age of 22, if they want to participate, they need to be over 18 years of age and it must be 45 days before the draft written notice  to the NBA."
"I happen to be 22 years old this year, so I don't have to notify the NBA in writing!" Zhang Guan said.
"No, but you can announce this news to the public in writing or the media, which is also a disguised notification." Zhuge Wenbo said.
Zhang Guan was lost in contemplation, he was still weighing the pros and cons.
Zhuge Wenbo waited a moment and said, "I think you should go to this year's NBA draft, at least this is helpful to our current situation."
"Current status? What do you mean?" Zhang Guan asked.
"Public opinion and many fans are now questioning your eligibility to participate in the men's basketball team. If you participate in the NBA draft and are selected by the NBA, it will ease the pressure of public opinion. The NBA is still very influential in the hearts of fans and to be able to be selected by the NBA is also a kind of recognition. At least it can increase the media and fans' awareness of your player's identity." Zhuge Wenbo said.
"That's the same thing. But I'm afraid someone will say that I will spend money to buy the draft, or spend money into the NBA." Zhang Guan then added, "Like I just started playing tennis last year, everyone said I was in the Australian Open because of money!"
"It won't happen at home. It is not easy for players from our country to enter the NBA. Even if they are not famous players, as long as they are selected by the NBA, the public opinion will mainly be based on positive reports. We don't have to intervene in the guidance. Naturally, there will be control over the TV and Broadcasting Bureau. However, there must be such a saying in foreign media." Zhuge Wenbo said with a confident smile, then said, "But I have a bit of connection, so don't worry, I believe you will hit them with your grades!"
"That's good! Brother Wenbo, I will trouble you with this matter. I will participate in this year's NBA draft." Zhang Guan said.
...
The next day, Zhang Guan announced that he would participate in the 2008 NBA Draft.
"Zhang Guan will also participate in the NBA Draft? Does he think he is a basketball player?"
"First entered the men's basketball, and then participated in the NBA draft, is Zhang Guan able to play basketball?"
"Zhang Guan should be able to play basketball! Otherwise, how can he have the courage to participate in the NBA draft!"
"You see Zhang Guan's physical fitness is so good, he should be very powerful if he goes to play basketball."
"I think this is hype. Is there a team to choose Zhang Guan?"
"Zhang Guan is such a big star, he certainly won't be aimless, he should be able to play basketball. If he doesn't play basketball and goes to the NBA draft, there must be a big joke."
There are also different opinions, but this time the public opinion is better. Many people think that Zhang Guan should be able to play basketball since he has the confidence to participate in the NBA draft. Maybe his basketball skills are very good.
Just as the fans had a heated discussion, the men's basketball training began.
The NBA season is not over yet, so Yao didn't participate in the training, while the other 17 people all attended on time.
Zhang Guan is familiar with some of the players participating in the men's basketball training, such as roughly, Liu Wei, Zhu Fangyu, etc. Zhang Guan but for others such as Li Xiaoxu, Liu Xiaoyu, Ding Jinhui, Zhou Peng, and other young players, Zhang Guan has barely dealt with them.
In the eyes of these young players, Zhang Guan is both their idol and competitor.
Four years ago, Zhang Guan was a blockbuster. When he won the 100-meter sprint champion of the Athens Olympics, these young players were all 14-year-olds. When looking forward to the Olympic champion, of course, Zhang Guan was regarded as an idol.
However, since entering the national team training camp, it faces competition. The national team's roster is only twelve, but there are now 19 people in the training camp, which means that seven people will be eliminated. The main players such as Yao will be the backbone of the team. This kind of team has almost occupied seven or eight places, so the other dozen people will have to compete for four or five places. The competition is incomparable. fierce.
It is for this reason that these young teenagers are extremely hard-working in training. They all hope that they can stay to the end through their efforts.
The first two days of the training camp were mainly basic training. Coach Yunas also used the basic training to let the players slowly enter the game and slowly become familiar with each other, preparing for the development of tacit understanding in the future.
There are many basic training items for basketball. Before formal training every day, a warm-up is essential. Athletes often jog around the basketball court and then do some stretching exercises.
Afterward, formal training items are required, such as cross-step, pulley step, forward-backward step, forward-backward movement step, back-and-forth defense, back-turning step, get rid of step, etc. in the pace training; Most of them are practiced in groups of four. When the center receives the pass, there is one more pass from the center position. During the defensive training, the whole 1VS1 backhand defense is more trained. Some regional defenses, joint defenses, and cooperative defenses are in the tactical system that is involved in the official game.
Others, such as dribbling training, layup training, shooting training, and rebound card training, are also considered collective training programs. Players of any position must also participate.
In addition to group training, there are sub-discipline training, center training center project, forward training forward project, guard training defender project.
In addition to collective training and classification training, there are some auxiliary training. The auxiliary training is often targeted. For example, the four-sprint sprint in the whole court, the requirements for the guard must be different from the requirements for the center; For example, weight-bearing walls have different requirements for inside players and outside players. For example, in traditional training, there is training with teammates walking. If anyone is grouped with a center of more than 200 kg, it will be wonderful. Holding the picture of running at Yao, is like a nightmare.
The athletes familiarize and understand each other by training, and then begin tactical training. This tactical training is more important for young athletes. Because young athletes, both technically and in terms of game experience, certainly lack much more than older players. If they want to stay, they must better integrate into Yunas' tactical system.
Several veterans such as the men's basketball team have practiced with coach Yunas for four years, and have also participated in important events such as the World Championships. They must be very familiar with Yunas' tactical system, and young athletes must not have this advantage. They need to relearn a new tactical system, so this is also testing their ability to learn and understand basketball tactics.
Learning and understanding are not enough, and they need to be used to be effective. The best way to check the effect of tactics is of course to come to a team match.
So the men's basketball team ushered in the first team's confrontation practice game, and for young players, this is their first examination.

This is not my original work, I just wanted to continue this novel so I’m translating it on my own free time. Please Enjoy
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Athletics, sprints, high jump, a long jump he could do it all, breaking the world records was known as the “Emperor Track and Field”;
In the arena of basketball with his invincible shots
In the football stadium did not lose a game known as “the undefeated king”
On the tennis court, he won four Grand Slam in one year.
On the track created numerous “firsts”
He is the greatest Olympic champion.
He has many world records
He is the ALMIGHTY ATHLETE

Wherever there was ridicule, there would also be praised. The one that earned the most likes stated,
"The one who has reached the Professional Eighth Pin, even the Seventh Pin, within one year of martial arts training, is not good enough for you guys? I, Zhao Ritian, will go under the table."
Support and opposition often came hand in hand. The next few hot comments included,
"Real heavenly sons all level up every year before reaching the physical invulnerability. And there will be a certain period of time when they rise by two or three levels a year thanks to their previous rich accumulation and willingness to take risks! Lou Cheng has shown a good trend and great potential. However, I see nothing in him as great as Peng Leyun and Ren Li yet."
"He has only one year of martial arts training. So? Peng Leyun was selected by the Shangqing Sect at a very young age, but his professional training didn't start until he turned 16 or 17, when his body was fully grown. By the age of 18, he was already at Professional Eighth Pin in the Dan stage."
"The bro two floors up said it very well. I think Peng Leyun is at the stage where he takes risks to overtake others. During the final match of the University Martial Arts Tournament in April, his strength, and combat skills were close to Professional Sixth Pin fighters. He might enter the High-ranked Dan stage by next year and keep Lou Cheng and Lin Que suppressed throughout their university years!"
"Ren Li displayed her level of top Professional Seventh Pin during the finals in April! Don't forget she attended school earlier than average and skipped grades! She's, in fact, one year younger than Peng Leyun and of the same age as Lou Cheng. Half a year has passed. Considering her speed of improvement, I bet she can reach Sixth Pin by the end of the year!"
"Would you stop using so many exclamation marks? Can't you talk like a normal human being? I, Ye Liangchen, am not convinced!"
Those comments were followed by some reposted content written by a VIP user.
The VIP user, called Superstitious Belief Is Bad, remarked on "Famous commentator He Xiaowei".
It was a long post with a lot of writing.
"With no intention to get in this argument, I'd like to list my four Heavenly Sons of the age, from martial artists under 26, according to the criterion of Xingsheng Youth Tournament (Mr. Clown, I'm sorry but don't look at me like that. I might get a nightmare, but I have to say you are half a year too old).
"Just like the Four Heavenly Kings have five members, the Four Heavenly Sons should be a group of five as well. For the first, I'll go with an inhuman beast outside of the system, Shi Shan the Reincarnated Buddha from the Daxing Temple. I know some people find similarity in his face and Liu Huan's, but reaching the physical invulnerability at the age of 20 makes him one of the first three in martial arts history. He just turned 22."
"The No. 1 Heavenly Son on my list will be Zhi Hai, a disciple of the Daxing Temple. Bright and handsome, he often dresses in white and stays unaffected by the Reincarnated Buddha. He successfully made it to the physical invulnerability state last year at the age of 23.
"The second Heavenly Son will be Peng Leyun, a disciple of the Shangqing Sect by direct lineage. A real genius. He's known for walking on unusual paths and daydreaming... No... I meant thinking about life. According to a reliable source, he defeated three seniors of Professional Sixth Pin last month during the Shangqing Sect's internal practice. In other words, at the age of 20, two years into his degree, he already has an 80-90% chance of becoming Professional Sixth Pin. If nothing goes horribly wrong, he can easily achieve a high level before his graduation. He might even reach Professional Fourth Pin by 22. Of course, it will take him loads of effort to catch up with Zhi Hai. Unless something unique or special happens, he has little chance of reaching the physical invulnerability in one year.
"The third Heavenly Son is Ren Li from the Kongtong School. She just turned 19 on the seventh of July, a bit younger than Lou Cheng. She was already at the level of Professional Seventh Pin earlier this year and it should be easy for her to reach Professional Sixth Pin by the end of the year. I'm confident that she can achieve a higher level before graduation but she has to work really hard to surpass Zhi Hai and reach the physical invulnerability by 23... She has a lovely nickname, Sunny Star, and another very friendly one, Little Li.
"The No. 4 Heavenly Son is not yet determined.
"Why is it not yet determined? Ann Chaoyang from Huahai is still working on his Professional Sixth Pin certificate in his senior year. Not to mention, Queen of Thought from the Xinghai Club has selected him to join Xinghai and called him a rare talent who is to be remembered in martial arts history. We must believe this brilliant fighter's eyes for her over 20 titles throughout her career. Maybe Ann Chaoyang does have something special that has not been revealed yet. A sleeping tiger can be very dangerous when it wakes up.
"Of the same reputation, Zhen Huansheng from Guangnan had his heyday in the past. At the level of Professional Seventh Pin, he's said to be self-conceited and insolent on account of his ability and has wasted his best years. There's not much potential left in him. I'm afraid he might not be able to suppress his teammate, Li Xiaoyuan, in next year's finals of the National University Martial Arts Competitions, let alone the robust, overwhelming Lou Cheng, who is aiming at Peng Leyun and Ren Li.
"So we've got quite a few capable competitors for the fourth seat of the Heavenly Sons, yet each of them has their own problems. Some are less competitive, some are not in ideal condition and some have little more than the potential to offer at this stage. We need more time to decide it."
"The candidates are Ann Chaoyang from Huahai, Zhen Huangsheng and Li Xiaoyuan from Guangnan, Lou Cheng and Lin Que from Songcheng University, Fang Zhirong from Shanbei, and Qing Song Taoist from Mount Shu."
"The last Heavenly Son should come from this list. These are all martial artists with a good chance of reaching High Pin before the age of 22!"
On the second floor of Tingxuan Pavilion, the youth with a cherubic face put on a wry smile after reading the list in this long post and the following discussion.
"A Professional Sixth Pin fighter at the age of 22 such as me is not worth mentioning or comparing... "
"Ahh?" The long-haired girl took his mobile and read carefully. She said with bitterness and indignation, "A High Pin martial artist at the age of 25 such as me is not qualified either... Why do those people love to compare fighters?"
"Wherever there are people, there are comparisons, or there wouldn't be any professional challenge tournaments held all over the world. Never mind, sister. No point getting angry. Whoever can reach physical invulnerability wins." The cherubic-faced youth spoke and then heaved a sigh.
The post killed his interest in tomorrow's ceremony. He didn't even have any desire to point out that his sect has no lack of successors that could steal the show from Lou Cheng.
How should I put it? At this moment I'm confident I can suppress him with ease but he's only been training for a year... And he's two years younger.
Moreover, he is compared with Peng Leyun and Ren Li while my name has no chance of being remembered on such an occasion.
Who is suppressing whom?
"Sigh... I hope Lei Fang will stir up some trouble tomorrow," said the long-haired woman with little passion.
...
In Songtao Pavilion, Lou Cheng was having a video call with Yan Zheke who just took a shower and changed into her nightie. Her bare skin, white like snow, and her cheeks, pink like roses, delicate and attractive. Lou Cheng wished he could become part of the radio waves and travel to his girlfriend via the fiber optics to hug and kiss her.
"Hmm... It's turning into a horror film... " Lou Cheng withdrew his thought and continued to report his earlier conversation with his master.
"That's really good. Not too much social Interaction or trouble, and quite aloof, like a long-sought dream of mine!" said Yan Zheke with her eyes shining. She sounded very agreeable.
The longer a relationship lasts, the more important it is for the pair's point of view must be in unison.
"In this way, even if your fellow disciples don't like you, they won't pose much hostility against you. Tomorrow you play along with Coach Shi's plan. He'll take care of you and you will be okay." Her voice rose slightly with happiness.
Her cell phone suddenly rang.
Yan Zheke took a look and blurted out, "Cheng, Shuang told me the Apotheosis of Fighters' Four Heavenly Sons episode has been released on Weibo."
"Really? Let me take a look." Lou Cheng picked up his phone and unlocked the screen, realizing he didn't reply Mo Jingting's message.
"Never mind. It's been so long. No point in replying now... " thought Lou Cheng liberally. He lowered his head to browse the comments, in uniformity with Yan Zheke.
Yan Zheke suddenly lifted her head and opened her mouth with concern, then said, "Cheng, don't mind those keyboard warriors. You haven't trained long enough to change their deep-rooted thoughts. Look at my cousin. A man as proud as him also feels stimulated by your performance in the Youth Tournament and he's training even harder now."
"I'm not angry, just a bit upset. I'm actually pretty pleased." Lou Cheng's face bore no haze or heaviness, his smile mild and calm.
"Ahh?" Yan Zheke blinked.
Lou Cheng laughed and said, "Think about it. Half a year ago, I was a nobody in front of Ren Li and Peng Leyun, but now my name is put next to them. What should I be unhappy or dissatisfied about?"
"Besides, having a target gives me power!"
Listening to his words, Yan Zheke's eyes changed and a mixture of feelings developed in her heart.
I didn't realize Cheng had grown this much. Not just on martial arts, but also in other aspects...
Looking back at last year, it seems like it was so long ago already.
…
The next morning, Lou Cheng got up around the same time for his morning training, outside Songtao Pavilion, before the ceremony.
Right before 7 am, out of the corner of his eye, he saw Mo Jingting running over in her pretty navy blue martial arts suit. She greeted spiritedly, "Morning, junior master. Are you used to getting up early for morning practice as well? What a coincidence!"
She didn't mention yesterday's message at all.
"Morning." Lou Cheng responded briefly and concentrated on his training.
Last night Lou Cheng consulted his Fairy about Mo Jingting's attitude. According to Coach Yan, she kept leaning towards Lou Cheng after he had made known his position because she wanted to make some emotional investment in this junior master with great potential and a bright future, keeping their relationship equivocal so she could bask in his reflected glory one day. This was a usual move of actresses and female singers.
Lou Cheng's coldness kept Mo Jingting cautious and well disciplined. Instead of staying to watch her junior master's practice, she stepped away from Songtao Pavilion. The further she went, the fainter her smile became.
She clenched her teeth while taking out her mobile to change his contact name from Junior Master to Impotence and then to Monk after a moment of thought.
...
At 9 am, Lou Cheng took a shower, burnt incense, and changed into a navy blue martial arts suit of the Ice God Sect before following two reception disciples through a few buildings to the Ice God Hall.
In the hall, two statues stood tall in the center. One was Queen of Ice, the alleged founder of the Ice God Sect, and the other was Yang Chenghui, known as Ten Thousand Feet of Ice, the actual founder of the sect.
Memorial tablets for every master of the sect were placed on either side of the two statues.
In front of the burner table, He Yi, the head of the sect, stood to the left while Lou Cheng's master, Shi Jianguo, stood to the right. Elders, disciples, and guests lined up one by one.
With this distribution of people, solemnness and dignity were noticeably in the air.


Here martial arts are no longer intangible legends. They have been passed on from generation to generation and from century to century. After the confrontation with science and technology, they have completely integrated into modern society and all kinds of martial arts competitions are taking place across the country as superiority among scholars are hard to reach a consensus but not as difficult among martial artists!
Lou Cheng has inherited the lost skills of the greatest martial arts sect. Towards his original dream and the glory in his heart, he advances step by step, becoming the warrior of this modern city and the hero of the era!

Sam's physic used to be normal, he wasn't fit but was neither big nor slim too as he carried heavy boxes as a part time job for three years now. He was also pretty tall from his culminating 190 centimeters (6 feet 3 inches), now that his body shape was upgraded he gave off a strong and manly feeling. He looked at himself in the mirror and a big smile appeared on his face, even his facial feature seemed a bit better now as his jawline was not pronounced.

He tried putting on a tee shirt but the bulging muscles made it tight for him to put it in, he would have to buy a size above from now on. Until his next shopping session he would have to put on some oversized shirts. After finally getting tired of looking at his new body he went to do breakfast and next went to wake Em up.

While they were eating breakfast Sam saw that Em seemed a bit down as she didn't eat very much and her mind seemed elsewhere. 
"What'up Em' ? You seem a bit low, did something happen at school ?"

She looked at him with tearing eyes and replied 
"Next week there is that sport contest at school and everyone will be participating with their dads or moms..."
Of course he understood the meaning behind her words, he felt bad for this little girl. He had grown up with his parents until 3 years ago but she probably didn't even remember their faces as they had died when she was 4 years old. He hugged her and whispered "Don't worry baby, big brother will be here with you ! I'll skip university and come with you."

Em finally flashed a big smile
"Big brother is the best ! I love you !!"
 he wiped her tears and kissed her on the cheek. She ended her breakfast in a very happy mood while watching a cartoon on TV and then was sent to school by Sam.

Today Sam didn't have class but he'd have to go to his part time job, he worked as a mover and had to carry heavy boxes and furniture for a living. He had 4 days free of classes in the week so he worked full time on these days instead of working after class, he had proposed the idea to his boss and his boss didn't even think about it and answered yes. The boss was an old friend of his dad and he took care of the siblings as much as he could after their parents had died. 

Sam was greeted by all his coworkers when he went in the local, he had worked with them for 3 years now and all of them were good friends, after changing into his work clothes, a navy blue overall and old brown boots he went with the rest to wait for the boss to dispatch them on their missions. After a few minutes the boss's secretary came over, she was a  chubby cute girl around the age of Sam. She wasn't only a secretary, she was also the boss's daughter and she was an old friend of Sam, Emma. They had went to the same school from the primary school to the high school but she stopped her studies after high school as she already had a work in her dad's company. "Sam, the boss want to talk with you." She said with a cute smile, when she and Sam were on the road to her dad's office she looked curiously at him and asked "You seem different... did you gain weight recently?" This was exactly what he was wary of, would the people around him realize he had changed from a day to the next ? He didn't mind Em as she was still young and wouldn't mind these details but the rest would definitely think it was weird so he answered "Yeah I've been eating healthy and training a lot lately and I'm finally starting to see the results of my hellish training." With a big smile and she didn't think much of it she just looked a bit more at the changes with a bit of blush on her cheeks...

When Sam got into the office he was greeted by his boss and dad's old friend, Oscar. He had called him uncle Oscar since young as he was very close to his father, way more than his real uncle which he had met only once when he came to their home a few years back.

Uncle Oscar looked at him guiltily and said "Sam take a seat, want a drink ?"
Sam saw that look in his eyes and realized that something happened or was going to happen so he just sat down and answered "I'm fine uncle Oscar, what did you call me for ?"
Uncle Oscar seemed to hesitate and finally launched himself
"I.. I'm sorry Sam. I know your situation but mine isn't that good too, it's a hard decision but I had to take it for the benefit of the company... the company is dismissing a few workers because we can't pay them anymore. We're keeping only a few full time workers."
He didn't need to end his sentence, he wouldn't call Sam to tell him this if he wasn't amongst the dismissed workers.

Even though Sam was ready to head a bad news this one was definitely the worse he could hear at the moment. This work was his only source of income, if he lost it he couldn't even pay his rent. He had to do something but uncle Oscar was closed to any negotiation. Sam left the company dejectedly, as the owner of the company was his uncle he would pay him more than any other place for the same amount of work...

After a while Sam was home lying on the couch and thinking of what he could do now. 
Even after thinking for a long while he couldn't think of a job that could pay him enough, the jobs he was the most qualified to do were physical ones like carrying or moving heavy things, even more since he had gotten the +10 strength points that he didn't even have had time to try.

After thinking about a lot of unconvincing alternatives he was about to give up for the moment when a voice resounded in his head, this voice made him happy just hearing it.
[System awakening - Master please make a choice :
- Level 1 singing skill book.
- Level 1 writing skill book.
The system is nearing the required energy to wake up completely, please be patient master.]

This notification came right on time, Sam was thinking where or who did this heaven sent gift came from when a pop up appeared in front of him. Both skills could help him make money, Sam had heard that people on YouTube made good money if they did enough clicks... if his singing skill were up to par he could make a place for himself on that platform and if there was a level 1 book there was obviously next levels books so he could definitely do well in that domain. He could also write a book and sell it but would a rookie's book sell enough ? And even if he sold enough writing a book wasn't a one day story. For the songs it was easier as he didn't have to sing his own songs but could make covers. Sam hesitated for a bit before clicking on the singing skill book.

Now the question was if a Level 1 book was enough to make him famous, a lvl 1 boxing book was around the same as a black belt taekwondo user. He guessed a lvl 1 book was around the level of a very good amateur or a rookie professional, this was only in the case where all the lvl 1 books gave the same amount of experience and technique. 

Now Sam has to find a cheap recording studio to rent for the shortest time it would take him to record his first song. He went in his room and turned on the old computer, it was an old model from Dell. It took around a minute to completly launch, he first went on YouTube to check other people's cover and to inspire himself, he couldn't do a bad job as it would definitely reduce his view count if the video was of a bad quality. Then he went on the internet browser and checked for the studios not to far and called them to check their prices. Finally he found one, now he needed a camera of a good enough quality but when he checked the prices they ranged from 600€ to exorbitant prices like 3000€. And those were only the amateur materials, he preferred not to check the professional ones. The price was too much but he found a site where he could buy it in many times so the price was divided in 4. He went on and ordered his camera, for the next few days he got the rest ready, he chose the song he wanted to cover and started training his singing.

Sam and his little sister live alone but his life is already hard enough trying to end his studies and give her the best life possible while facing bullies and financial issues. This is when he acquires the choice system which from time to time give him the choice between two skills or attributes.

If someone likes my work and can do me a better cover than the one I did myself for free I’ll take it thankfully haha

For now, this 'army' in this world could only be evaluated by Gawain as — outlandish.
At least within the borders of the Anzu Kingdom.
Civilization had severely regressed; production capabilities were low; the aristocrats were divided; the higher-up military professions were only willing to work together with an unconditional regime due to various factors, causing the abnormality in the Anzu Kingdom's military system. Nominally, the kingdom was a united entity, but in fact, every noble clan was occupying their own independent kingdom. The so-called king was merely the most prominent feudal lord among the rest; furthermore, he might not even be the one with the most authority. This kingdom didn't have all their military personnel together; there were only soldiers of various noble clans and also the royal knights of St. Soniel City. As well, the various noble clans didn't have top-down sovereignty. They were similar to ancient Europe on Earth where they had a severe case of my vassals' vassals aren't my vassals. Even the purported king's vassals, the noble southern clans, were merely adhering to the royal clan in the form of alliances. They were merely providing information about the places that the kingdom was responsible for, sent troops during war, and had a few other obligations. However, they wouldn't listen to other requests from the king.
The soldiers under them were naturally serving them only.
Even the small number of soldiers under a viscount was also serving the viscount only.
Then, what if a major noble clan was going to conduct a war? How was he going to assemble an army?
Simple. If the noble had enough prestige, had a good reason for the war, and was able to guarantee enough benefits after the war, then the various feudal lords under the noble's authority would have the obligation to lead their private troops to assist in the battle. These private troops would form their own groups and would be led by the feudal lords or the powerful military professionals sent by the feudal lords. It was normally the latter, as the nobles in this era's Anzu Kingdom had already degraded so much that they didn't know how to ride into war; hence, they could only use money to hire experts to oversee the clan. During war, the formation would be filled with various flags and formed a 'mixed army' that would march in a grand manner. After weighing the strength of the enemy and their benefits, they would choose to either fight with little effort or lay down and pretend to be dead. After the war was finished, the leaders of the groups would look for the chief commander or the king to settle the distribution of the spoils of war.
The result of such a military system was obvious: the kingdom overall didn't have a professional army, and there wasn't a unified military system or regulation for training soldiers. Each noble clan would use their own individual methods to assemble their own private army. The weapons were different; the military systems were different; the logistics were different; even the army trained by the noble clan's feudal lord and his son would be different… if the father and son's relationship wasn't good.
Apart from the myriad of soldiers, such a disordered military system resulted in a series of severe consequences: it would be extremely slow for the army's combat strength to take form; there would be a low training efficiency; there were no standards in selecting soldiers; the number of army deserters would be terrifyingly high. Furthermore, once the expert leading the army perished, the entire group of soldiers would be done for… because they didn't have discipline or the knowledge on how to proceed. They merely learned how to follow the leading knight and charge.
The Cecil Clan was slightly superior in this aspect as compared to other noble clans. As the 'southern guardian clan' that resisted the monsters' invasion at the borders — even if the Cecil Clan had regressed — they still retained the institution that had been passed down for generations: the fairly rational militia system.
Apart from the official soldiers (who were also the clan's warriors), the Cecil Clan's soldiers had another source, and they were the trained militias. The clan's knights would train these free citizens who were enlisted and instructed using the standard method of training official soldiers. When they were free, they would be training. When they were busy, they would be farming. They would then serve as a supplement for the official soldiers when the numbers weren't enough. At the same time, by using such a method, the clan could prepare a large number of reserve troops. Because there were a lot of individuals who had received basic military training, during emergencies, the Cecil Clan had a much easier time supplementing the official soldiers as compared to other noble clans.
The criteria of militia enlistment and also for militiamen to be able to become soldiers had been enlarged by Rebecca from free citizens to serfs. This resulted in an advancement of the system.
But Gawain decided to advance it further.
When considering his future plans, he required a professional and specialized army with a stable source of troops. Hence, he was planning to dismiss the separated system between militias and clan warriors. He was going to convert all the soldiers into a unified 'Combat Corps'. He requested all of the soldiers to follow the new and unified method for training and would issue a salary to them.
Before this, the noble clans' private soldiers didn't have any salary. Normally, the private soldiers would have to prepare their own weapons or have to purchase the weapons from the feudal lords. Before they went on a campaign, they had to prepare their own rations too. The soldiers were still willing to fight wars for the noble clans in such situations because they were allowed to 'plunder personally'. The soldiers could plunder on the battlefield and also after the cities were seized. They would be able to keep half the spoils, and it would serve as their reward as soldiers.
The situation of the Cecil Clan and the others were different. Generations of the Cecil Clan's feudal lords would use a rental method to supply the soldiers with weapons and equipment. They would also issue rations as compensation for any delay in farm work due to training or war. But apart from all these, the soldiers didn't have salaries either, and the rations were only enough for them to barely get by.
As it should be, Gawain decided to issue salaries to professional soldiers and also announced that the Cecil Clan's military personnel would be forbidden from any personal plunder.
If the soldiers wanted to be promoted or have additional rewards, it was simple. Gawain had also promised to implement a detailed reference for outstanding military service and various contributions to conduct promotions. In comparison to how they plundered chaotically and like savages in the past, there would be more wealth that could be obtained in exchange for killing enemies dauntlessly and for carrying out orders well.
This matter wasn't a problem because the Cecil Clan had always been battling monsters; they had only fought the foreign barbarian tribes in the earlier days. Their soldiers didn't have any habit of plunder at all, and they had been maintaining their loyalty to the Cecil Clan all the time because of those supplementary rations and the various benevolent policies for those families that participated in the military. This time, Gawain was merely turning the 'prohibition on personal plunder' into an actual law. No one had any objection, and they even welcomed the idea. After all, Gawain had promised that even when serfs participated in the military, they could also rely on outstanding military service to get promotions. In the past, only the clan's warriors had such a privilege.
But the next matter might make some have differing opinions. In order to maintain and extend the original militia system, Gawain set the law that all adult males on the territory had the obligations to receive basic military training during the idle farming periods. It had changed from an enlistment into a compulsory one, and it applied to all male citizens.
This didn't mean that everyone would have to fight in the war. It was to guarantee that all the citizens had basic military skills, and it would allow them to be converted into professional soldiers more easily.
If this matter was proposed at some other time, it would probably cause a lot of resentment. But right now, the assault of the monsters had just happened less than a day ago. Gawain Cecil's prestige was now unprecedentedly high. After personally protecting the camp and giving them inspiration, this new regulation was announced without any trouble.
Moreover, everyone was lighthearted. Since they were already 'working' during their forced labor under the feudal lord, they would also be 'working' when they participated in the military training. If thought like that, there weren't a whole of changes actually. It was fine as long as they could eat until they were full.
Furthermore, if they had the chance to be selected as official soldiers, after putting on armor and wielding a sword, they would be considered 'half a respectable person'. This was a rare opportunity for most of the people that had been living in poverty. The prerequisite for this opportunity was to use their idle farming period to train. It was totally worth it.
The changes to the military system weren't going to be completed in just a single day. The details involved were far beyond what a few words could explain. After considering the audience's ability to accept and the various complexities, Gawain didn't explain all of his thoughts on the platform. He merely spoke roughly about the formation of the 'Combat Corps' and the basic military training before he left the tall platform. As for the details… he would need to discuss them with Heidi and the two knights.
Everything he had announced today was just a foundation. To be frank, with the current state of the territory, everything he had said was perhaps a little ahead of time… In order to develop this land, they would have, at most, over eight hundred individuals. Among these people, there were a hundred that had been pulled out for military training as soldiers. These one hundred individuals could be considered the Cecil Clan's entire 'army'. The scale and the concept in Gawain's imagination of the future were simply poles apart.
But these one hundred individuals should not be underestimated. The ratio of militia had already reached a deranged extent… The population had been converted into professional soldiers at an 8:1 ratio. Just looking at the ratio, it was the same as writing the word militaristic on the face. In Gawain's imagination, when this world was at peace, the militia ratio of the kingdom would be within the range of 40:1 to 70:1, or even lower. Even during war, the ratio wouldn't exceed one tenth… unless it was a great battle for survival or back when the northern barbarian tribes attacked with their entire population in arms.
But on Gawain's territory, one-eighth of the population were soldiers!
If these were all full-time soldiers, then it meant that nearly all of the camp's supplies would have to be supplied to the combat personnel at a ratio of 8:1 for the entire camp. It meant that development would stagnate and that the stability of the society would decline. As such, not all of the soldiers of this territory were full-time soldiers. Apart from their normal training and guard duties, soldiers would participate in the construction and development work of the camp. It was to ensure there was sufficient labor.
This had made them close to a construction army. Gawain was glad that none of the soldiers had any complaints about this.
One of the reasons was because almost half of the soldiers were militiamen, and they weren't full-time soldiers in the first place. The rest of the soldiers were veterans who were extremely loyal. Furthermore, the Cecil Clan had always been strict in military management and had ensured that the warriors of the clan didn't become lazy soldiers who were all take and no give, resulting in the current advantageous situation.
Even if this was the case, the soldier ratio of 8:1 wasn't a long term plan. Gawain's next plan was to think of a method to attract more people here, and it was the camp's greatest shortcoming.
If the population couldn't keep up, everything else would be a fantasy. If Gawain wanted to produce a professional and specialized modern army from just an eight-hundred population with one hundred soldiers, even he wouldn't believe in such a fantastic dream even if he had opened the coffin's cover back then and got smashed on the head.
But he had to set down the framework in advance even if it was just a framework… Because once there was a huge import of population, it would be too late to change a lot of things. By then, if they didn't have a firm and mature framework to support, all the hard work that Gawain did would be diluted by the newcomers, which might consist of crooks among honest folk.
After dismissing the gathering, Gawain immediately called for the two knights and the rest of the supervisors. Furthermore, he had also called for the farmer Norris, who had been adapting to the position of 'Agricultural Manager' over the past 10 days, and also the blacksmith Hummel, who had already started to be in charge of the steelworks' matters.


During Gawain transmigration, a little problem occurs.
After hovering in the sky above the land of a strange world for over hundreds of thousands of years, he realizes that perhaps his transmigration is completed by acquiring a physical body.
Never did he imagine that he would have to guide the body out of a coffin after going through great difficulties to obtain it, only to come face-to-face with his two extremely shocked great-great-great-great... great-granddaughters, and also—
Be thrust into a world that's the verge of its era’s end.

Adam F. Parsons 
Age: 20, Human, male
Current health: 67%

Occupation: Business owner/game developer

Statistics:
Strength:   50 (40)   Injury
Intelligence:          70 (60)   Medication
Charisma:   80 (40)  Injury
Agility:           88 (25)  Apparel
Vitality:          87 (66)  Injury
Endurance  66 (29)  Injury
Willpower  64 (64)

Active Effects:
Broken leg (injury) 
Missing teeth (injury) 
Cast (Apparel) 
Painkillers (Medication) 


Skills:
General/Adulting      75
General/Cooking     37
General/Driving     91
General/Cycling      78
General/Skiing     83
General/Swimming     66
General/Learning     72
General/Studying     45
General/Card games    84
General/Board games    90
General/Local knowledge   66
General/Reading     75
General/Car maintenance   50

Hobby/Papercraft     36
Hobby/Music knowledge   89
Hobby/Young adult culture   45
Hobby/General DIY            29
Hobby/D&D Player     50
Hobby/D&D DM     21
Hobby/Fantasy literature knowledge 76
Hobby/Race driving    15

Professional/Violin                                                    88
Professional/Guitar                                                    39
Professional/Creative writing                       49
Professional/Programming: BASIC:Colorful Computer   39
Professional/Programming: BASIC:Durian 1&2    38
Professional/Programming: Assembly:Colorful Computer  5
Professional/Programming: Assembly:Durian 1&2           5
Professional/Hardware knowledge:Colorful Computer    25
Professional/Hardware knowledge:Durian 1            20
Professional/Hardware knowledge:Durian 2            22
Professional/Hardware knowledge:General            24
Professional/Scam Artist:General              50
Professional/Industrial espionage:General            20
Professional/Industrial espionage:Social Engineering          20 (80 by Proxy/Art)




All other Skills are at default levels. For more information on the default levels for your region please refer to user manual vol. 5 p. 345-360.

Adam woke up with a killer hangover, missing digit, four strange cars in his parents' driveway and a box of stolen equipment delivered by three of his friends. And somehow all of this is supposed to be a part of a job interview?

If the phrase "attack airplanes" was said by someone else, he would definitely be criticized heavily, called along the lines of wretched and obscene. 
However, it was different being said by Hong Dali. Everyone present had the same thought—if Hong Dali said that this was an electromagnetic cannon fort, it definitely must be one. If he said that it could be used to attack airplanes, it must really be able to attack airplanes! 
Many reporters began to take notes again—"New Lanxiang Vocational School is a dangerous zone. Do not fly an airplane near it!" 
After entering the school's entrance, the throngs of people milling about increased significantly. Liu Mingxin stood aside and asked softly, "All these people are here to send their children off to school. However, the school has a written rule that aside from students who were from poverty-stricken rural areas and those approved by Young Master Dali, others faced strict acceptance. Hence, those loitering about are those whose enrollment has yet to be confirmed." 
"Oh, then let them keep an eye on the matter first." In actuality, Hong Dali was completely unaware of how much power he currently held. He didn't care the slightest about such matters and only agreed casually. He only cared about matters concerning himself and continued leading the big crowd into the school grounds. 
The moment everyone entered through the main entrance, they saw a water fountain. In a huge specially-made pond, Big Turtle was happily swimming in it without a care in the world. Upon seeing Hong Dali, it gave a cheerful shout before climbing out of the pond slowly. 
At once, all the reporters began to fervently take pictures.
For many, it was their first time seeing Big Turtle. Especially in the case of foreign reporters, they involuntarily clicked their tongues in wonder. Seeing that Big Turtle seemed pretty gentle, they began snapping away on their cameras. If the flashes emitted from their cameras were concentrated, it probably would have been sufficient to produce a laser beam. 
At this moment, Ling Mufeng—Ling Xiaoyi's younger brother—rushed towards them. He walked ahead of everyone with a trumpet in his hand and acted as everyone's tour guide. Of course, he did not provide detailed explanations of the area but brushed over the details briefly. 
Soon enough, everyone reached a large martial arts practice area. In the distance, they could see a big group of children sitting on the ground, listening to Geezer Wang, Wang Daoming, talk about his knowledge of martial arts, even gesticulating sometimes. 
This was the real highlight. Everyone had finally seen the dream stadium and all the reporters began to take pictures fervently with their cameras. John asked curiously, "What Mr. Wang Daoming teaches is the real Kungfu that he knows?" 
Hong Dali replied strangely, "What did you expect?" 
John replied, "I thought that it would be a huge spectacle, like a few thousand people standing in a battle formation shadow boxing while groaning!" It was evident that he seemed slightly displeased with the small spectacle—the entire martial arts practice area only contained a total of 300 people… 
Hong Dali hummed. "I think you've seen too many advertisements on television…" 
At this moment, Geezer Wang saw Hong Dali. He quickly walked over while smiling broadly. "Young Master Dali, why have you come?" 
"I came to take a look and inspect." Hong Dali grinned broadly. "How have you been feeling recently? Can these children be your successors? Your unique set of skills cannot be lost, it would be a great loss." 
"They are all pretty good." Geezer Wang was evidently pleased with these children. "They are all from rural areas. Poor, willing to endure hardships, and serious about their studies." As he said that, Geezer Wang looked at the surrounding group of people condescendingly, all of whom wished to send their children to him. He hummed. "Unlike them. Just a little training got them lamenting to the Heavens and crying out in grief, accusing me of mistreating their children. Pfft." 
It seemed that this Old Geezer bore a deep grudge. 
"Hehe, then just don't accept them. Wouldn't that settle it?" Hong Dali looked around. "Is there any positive progress? Let me take a look?" 
"Alright!" Hearing that Hong Dali wanted to inspect, Geezer Wang immediately became excited. "Lackey Two, Lackey Six, shadowbox for a while to show Young Master Dali your skills. Box harder and don't hold back!" 
"Alright!" "We got it!" Immediately, two mischievous looking, dark-skinned children stood up from the crowd. All the foreigners began to take pictures fervently. This time around, they became a little wiser. They had already prepared their video cameras to avoid any situations where they couldn't react in time. 
The good thing was that these two children seemed normal. They both exchanged a glance before quickly getting into battle stances. 
Contrary to the fight between the three-time professional Karate Champion from the Japan State and the female lackey, this was a demonstration of real Kungfu. These two mischievous-looking children were appropriately aggressive, each strike extremely deadly and emitting powerful gusts of wind. Lackey Two, who was taller, used the side of his palm to hit Lackey Six's pharynx. Lackey Six, who was slightly chubby, dodged his palm and attacked—she shaped the fingers of one hand together like a knife, punching straight at Lackey Two's chest before her other hand formed a dragon's claw and went towards his crotch… 
All the reports looked on with pale faces. John trembled in fear as he asked Hong Dali, "Young Master Dali, will they fight to the death?" 
"How would I know." Hong Dali shrugged his shoulders. "I'm a layman regarding this. You have to ask Geezer Wang, he's the expert." 
As Geezer Wang saw the two mischievous-looking children fighting—gouging each other's eyes, hitting the pharynx and crotch—he explained, "Since the day the martial arts practiced in the Heavenly State was founded, the purpose was to equip the people to enter a battle and fight the enemy. It's pointless to engage in competition with skills just for entertainment purposes. Since the civilization of the Heavenly State 5000 years ago, when wars were constantly fought, more than tens of thousands of soldiers were sent into battle. If a soldier wasn't equipped with some Kungfu skills to defend himself, he would die faster. When my master was teaching me, he said that a fight that was pleasing to the eye was for purely for the entertainment business. Instead, real Kungfu invoked fatalities with every strike and the very minimum was to forfeit the ability to return a punch." 
After he finished saying this, all the reporters turned green in the face before writing fervently in their notebooks—"We definitely should not engage in combat with the people from the Heavenly State unless they are below the age of seven. Otherwise, it will be very dangerous—deadly fatal with just one blow!" 
John asked again, "Then, the competitions we usually see…" 
"Those competitions are completely useless." Geezer Wang hummed condescendingly. "There are so many places that cannot be hit, just a few scores tallied. What's the point? Just look at these two on the stadium? Regardless of whether it's a mixed martial arts champion or a karate champion, if they meet the two of them in a fight, they can only admit defeat!" 
His words were actually true, and all the reporters remembered them clearly. However, the three-time professional Karate Champion Adachi Yūya, who was trailing along at the back wanted to call it quits—I couldn't defeat that lackey around Hong Dali, but how can I not defeat these two kids?! 
Hence, this chap stepped out from the crowd once again, looking for trouble. "I'm the three-time professional Karate Champion from the Japan Empire. I want to challenge them!" 
That's more like it. This chap finally had some self-awareness and did not dare to directly challenge Geezer Wang himself…
Yet another good show! The three-time professional Karate Champion Adachi Yūya was going to challenge two students from the New Lanxiang Vocational School! 
All the reporters looked on with sparks flying out of their eyes, fervently snapping away on their cameras! 
"You're the three-time professional Karate Champion?" Geezer Wang sized up Adachi Yūya. "You had better not be lying to me. Otherwise, you will die a terrible death!" 
"I will definitely emerge victorious!" Adachi Yūya had a strong sense of national pride. "Karate from the Japan Empire is extremely famous internationally. I don't believe that it will be as dramatic as you say!"
"Lackey Two, Lackey Six, stop fighting. This man wants to challenge you both." Geezer Wang faced the two mischievous children and blinked. "Go easy on him. Don't kill him." 
You see, you see, who teaches like that? 
Lackey Two, who was taller, walked to Old Wang's side and asked, "Master, who is it?" 
"It's this man." Geezer Wang pointed at Adachi Yūya. "Mr. Adachi Yūya, three-time professional Karate Champion from the Japan State." 
"Oh." Lackey Two casually threw his shirt aside. "Then hurry up and get on with it, I'm still waiting to attend Master's lesson." 
This time, Adachi Yūya did not dare to underestimate his enemy and without any warning, punched straight towards Lackey Two's face. Afterward, he sorely regretted it… 
Actually, he was serious when he went up against Lackey Two this time, contrary to when he went up against the female lackey. It was due to the fact that after he lost to the female lackey, he could not challenge her once more. Especially because of that, he felt too ashamed to bring it up again. 
However, he really was extremely cautious this time as he knew that he would be too ashamed to stay if he lost once again. 
Yet, the problem was that despite the awe-inspiring process of his full preparation before the challenge, the end came quickly. After throwing just one punch, he was instantly defeated… 
In fact, his defeat was not wrongful but instead clear and thorough—below his hips and between his thighs, his crotch that was in the way really became a hindrance. Adachi Yūya just threw out a punch and the hindrance was caught in a hold by Lackey Two…
At this moment, everyone looking at the spectacle was so quiet that the sound of breathing could be heard. Adachi Yūya's face reddened before paling. The problem was that his crotch was in someone's hold and he didn't know whether he should move or stay still. In the end, he maintained in that position, stunned for over a minute… 
At this moment, Lackey Two asked, "Do you admit defeat?" 
"Yes… Yes, I do…" Adachi Yūya's face was soaked with sweat. He really didn't dare to move. The skills that these children learned were true deadly Kungfu skills. Indeed, one blow could cause someone to lose the ability to move at the very least! 
Then, Lackey Two moved his hand around and casually said something that made him so embarrassed he wanted to dig a hole in the ground and hide. "It's a little small. I cannot get a good grip." 
Ultimately, Adachi Yūya said dejectedly, "I lost, but I am not small down there!" 
"You are considered decent." Lackey Six grinned broadly at the side. "Lackey Two said that if anyone's down there was bigger than his, he would cut off that person's crotch. You are considered lucky. At the very least, you managed to keep yours…" 
All the reporters exclaimed, "Heavens, that happened too quickly? Just with one move yet again?!" "Yes yes, this is too unbelievable! This three-time professional Karate Champion actually lost twice in a row! Twice with just one move!" "Does this school specially develops world assassins?!" 
Now, these reporters really became more cautious and careful. At least from the looks of it, none of these children were to be trifled with. They deeply understood the old saying of what a lair of dragons and crouching tigers meant. It was a place with people of unusual ability as they witnessed as a student from this school got a three-time professional Karate Champion to admit defeat. The legend about the mysterious East momentarily came into their minds. 
"In the future when we meet children from the Heavenly State, we need to exercise extreme caution, especially in protecting what is between our thighs!" A reporter recorded it down. 


"I have to squander; otherwise, won't it be a waste of my parent's talent at earning money?" Hong Dali answers a reporter's question matter-of-factly. 

Just after the interview ends, Hong Dali opens the Great Prodigal System's interface and looks at the various good stuff displayed in it. Stroking his chin, he mumbles to himself, "I just need to squander 200 billion yuan more to exchange for the blueprint of the core technology, Engine Destruction, found in the strongest humanoid mecha weapon, Neo Granzon. Looks like I'll have to work harder!"

"I want to splurge! I want to squander!"


Including 27 courts, a parking lot and a building site, the Barcelona Academy's enormous area was surrounded by silence.  Occasionally, only the sound of a ball coming from somewhere proves that someone is inside
 I did it.

 But when you follow the sound of the ball, the clay court in the corner was quite crowded with a large number of audiences.

 Nobody was making a sound.

 Hey!

 Again, the sound of a rough ball rang out.  The ball hit by Radal's racket edge crossed the court at an eerie pace, although not a sweet spot.  Besides, the phone was faked or caught in a ball by a racket edge.
 The rotation is stronger.  That's what Lucky Shot was all about.

 'This goes in!'

 All those who watched clenched their fists in unison.  The one room now is exquisite.

 The stroke, which Radar himself hadn't intended, drew a strange orbit that no one could expect.  If someone wants to get that ball, predict the orbit beforehand.

 grasp!

 —We needed the power to correct impromptu predictions.

 Paaang!

 Hanwoojin, who narrowed the distance by writing "storming", cut the ball that crashed into the sideline into slices.  The ball, which barely hit the racket, began to run in the direction of the flight, using the reaction of the rotation.  Between the opposite side
 Radal was running from the drone was an angle only late.

 Eventually, the ball dropped half a beat before Radal arrived.

 "Eight-Seven (8: 7), Radal!"

 A little bit…

 The crowd applauded in line with Emilio's declaration.  Either way, it was a great fight.  Receives a ball that he thinks he can't accept, and the ball is bent at an angle that he has never seen before.

 Just before the game began, Hanwoojin's gossip was shut down, and each new palm of his hand was soaked with sweat.  It's possible to make fun of your mouth even if you don't realize the difference.
 I did it.  They weren't stupid enough to blow their mouths against players who were obviously far superior to themselves.

 Meanwhile, Han Woo-jin, who was playing against Radal on the court, had his tongue inside.

 'It's strong enough to be real.  If it's really clay, it might be stronger than Pedro in a hard coat. '

 The overall score was 8: 7.  It is also Hanwoojin's side.  The serve had to play as a stinger with a slugger, and won the ball without saving or stomping.  This score is
 The results proved the difference in skills between Hanwoojin and Radal.

 Radall was judged by the standards he used to teach him in Australia, but Radall was far beyond imagination.  Even Hanwoojin, who had grown quite a lot in Seoul Open, was not able to deal with Clay's king, who took out his skills.
 In a short fight where you don't have to save a SP, what about the three- and five-set competitions?

 'The answer was not to go to Monte Carlo.'

 If you meet badly in the first round, that's it.  Hanwoojin's calculations were difficult to win 1 completely, even after fighting 10 times.  Moreover, the conditions were not favorable and rather disadvantageous, not to mention more.  Radar is still exceptional
 Even if you don't take out any manual skills, you won't get the answer.

 Contrary to his cold analysis, however, the audience's ratings from outside the wire mesh were skyrocketing.

 "You kicked it out there?  Nonsense!""
 "'That even up against Senor Radal…  Does anyone know who this is here? "
 "Where do you think I saw it?"

 Some of them looked at Hanwoojin's face again and again, remembering where they were.  To solve their questions was Diego Xavier, one of the coaches with arms folded.

 "Ah, yes!  It was him.  Korea's Woojin Han! ""

 His tone was close to his own, but his voice was loud enough to enter the ears of crowds nearby.  Subsequently, among the students who learned about Hanwoojin's identity, a loud sound gradually raised the volume.

 "Well, who is it?"
 "You know that.  This time we won against Angie Roddick.  ""
 "'That's him?  Really?!""

 Not many knew, but the speed of information spread was near.  In less than five minutes, students can see how many players Hanwoo-jin has been ranked in, and which player they have recently faced.
 It became.  And only then could the convincing blood clots unfold before my eyes.

 The 29th place in the world ranking was by no means common.  Among the many professional tennis players in the world, it meant entering the thirty.  In addition, Hanwoojin came up with a player who was ranked higher than himself.  Ranking is soon
 It is not directly connected by force, but in his case the logic is reversed.

 But as they had foreseen, the whereabouts of the match never became unclear.  Even though Hanwoojin's skills improved, it was premature to face Radal in Clay Court.

 Soon in front of Han Woo-jin, who lost his 16th point, Radal piled his racket over the last stroke.

 Paaang!


 * * *


 "Why did ujin increase?"
 ""…  okay?""

 Han Woo-jin threw a chubby grilled shrimp in her mouth and replied.  The 10-point tiebreak match was concluded at 10: 7.  It was a game that I thought would be hard to win in the first place, but after losing
 Wrote this.  That's why a blunt voice came out.
 Whether you know it or not, Radal continued to give praise without swallowing everything in her mouth.  Anyone can see that I was really pleased with Hanwoojin's development.

 "'Really.  When did your footwork get so good?  I didn't think about the slice before! "
 "'Hey, something blew out of my mouth.  Tell me after eating it. "

 The reddish broth left a trace on the tablecloth, even if I was eating gazpacho.  Hanwoojin was not in a bad mood though.  Unlike at the time, one could not escape the unilateral composition was a tight battle in its own way.  example
 Hear through the mouth of the seal a little better skills attached to confidence.
 And Emilio, who only listened to the conversation between them, also had a talk.

 "'I was really excited about Napa.  I think that 10 points would be such a fierce play.

 The battle between Hanwoojin and Radal was short enough to end in about 20 minutes, but the aftermath was not light at all.  As soon as the game was finished, the students returned to class several times more than usual.  The match between the two
 It would mean a good stimulus for them.

 Although not active, Emilio was an opponent of the previous generation's top-ranking, double-story story blossoms.  Since the end of the meal roughly spoken among the three people.  Consideration of each other's play, these days players
 Fashion and so on of this technology used.  If you try to find the story could be found without a circle.

 In time, the story turned to a future schedule.  Radal recalled Han Woo-jin's interview after the Seoul Open was over.

 "Well, are you going to come to Wimbledon this year?"
 "What, I'm thinking of it."

 What does it mean to deny it when the story has already spread everywhere?  Han Woo-jin nodded with a sloppy look.  But he soon changed his face.  Radall may have been out at Wimbledon last year,
 I wanted to hear some vivid experiences about him.

 "Napa, did you play last year?  how was it?""
 ""What?""

 But the reaction was strange.  Radal and even Emilio looked at him with a stupid face.  A sigh tickled his ear from a short distance before Hanwoojin even noticed his words.  Sweet cosmetic smell
 Also came along.  There is no room for her, Shin Se-yeon.

 "Mr. Woojin, Radal is the runner-up of Wimbledon last year."
 "Ah…  . "

 Han Woo-jin could only understand their reaction.  How did you feel against the runner-up last year?  Remembering only Pedro, the winner, this mistake was rare.

 But it is also Radal.  The bowl was different from the average player.  He quickly laughed and began to unravel his story about Wimbledon.

 "'With Wimbledon, I can't say without a coat.  Grass isn't everything.  Certainly, there are many differences between other lawn court competitions. "
 ""difference?""
 "Yes, it's hard to explain in words…  ""

 According to Radal, Wimbledon's turf is highly bound unlike other competitions.  So the good sub & Bali doesn't work well.  I'd rather be more effective at swiping near the baseline.
 The explanation is lined up.

 Radal, who had explained Wimbledon for so long, suddenly frowned.  Maybe I remembered the bad memories I had at Wimbledon.  He shook his head in a paused conversation.

 "But the bounds aren't as hard or hard as clay.  That made Roger's backhand stronger.  If it wasn't for that, I would have done enough. "
 "'May have been a lot disappointed."
 "Well, it's not just that.  The 2006 Grand Slam flew because I knocked out Roger in Roland Garros.  Who would be better? "

 Radal, who had said so far, beat the table several times, giggling whether he felt good on the road.

 Although the Wimbledon win was great, the achievement of a professional tennis player was the achievement of the Grand Slam.  Win four tournaments in one year.  If it was successful, the record that would remain a legend was broken by Radal.
 You, Roger, would have had to burst into pain.

 "And it will be this year.  As long as I'm active, Roland Garros will never give up. "

 Radal doesn't know yet, but it really does.  Han Woo-jin, who knows the future, knew that Roger, who changed the record of the tennis world, would lose Grand Slam's achievement forever.  So whether it is more
 It was a declaration that made me laugh even more.

 The story was roughly finished after about 30 minutes.  When Radal left, she came forward with a suggestion as Emilio waited to clear the chair.

 "Mr. Han, did you say you are going to the Valencia Open?"
 ""Yeah.  I have about a week left now. "
 "Then you need to relax yourself in advance.  So I have one suggestion…  ""

 Offer?  As Hanwoojin shook his head, Emilio ended with a laugh.

 "I would like to join our students like Napa.  Claycoat knows Spanish forehand is good, so I think we will study together. "
 ""Well…  . ""

 It was quite a reasonable offer.  The player who won the clay court was Radal, and his style was Spanish forehand.  84% of all tennis courts in Spain have a statistic
 Yeah, it's never been wrong to say that Spanish style is right for clay.

 Hanwoojin nodded soon after weighing interests.  He wanted to experience the Spanish tennis academy.  Unlike Korea, a fully structured Spanish tennis practice will be the cornerstone of another achievement.
 Could be.

 ""good.  I'll start tomorrow. "
 "Huh, you're young too.  But are you really okay from tomorrow?  Our academy is famous for its hard training. "

 They are running outdoors all year round.  Radall's iron man's strength, such as land, training strength is also high.

 However, Han Woo-jin laughed as if he was excited.

 "'That's fun.  See you tomorrow. "

 Strength 72, Stamina 68.

 Hanwoojin's body, which transcends its limitations, has not been able to sweat properly in general training.

Thirty-three years old. A talentless tennis player for NK company with an unsuccessful career, Han Woo Jin. No matter how hard he tried, there was a limit to how much he could accomplish. Eventually, when the day for him to quit tennis had finally arrived, he was sent back ten years to the past with a system…

You can find the previous chapter at myoniyonitranslation but because they are dropped the story i will mtled the story xd

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