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Hearing this response, Wang Bukong was extremely speechless. He decided to exit the system interface and no longer speak.
Although he didn't say anything, his heart was at war with himself.
"Damn system, you know that I have difficulty choosing, but you still gave me such a choice.”
"Choosing to shave your head and increase your strength first?”
"No, blood can flow, heads can be broken, and hairstyles cannot be messed up.”
"But if I choose to shave my head, I won't reach the peak of my life, but at least I'll have to work ten years less.”
"No, no, I still can't choose. The most important thing to be a person is to be handsome. I can't ignore my handsomeness for the sake of benefits.”
"But I'm just a fat otaku. I'm not handsome at all.”
"Even so, you can't accept it. It's already very ugly. If you shave your big bald head, it'll be even uglier.”
With conflicted feelings, Wang Bukong entered the system interface and asked,""System, if I choose to shave my head, will my hair grow back in the future?”
The system replied," The products of the system are definitely of the best quality. If the host chooses to shave his head, he will never grow hair again."”
"F * ck, do you really think I'm One-Punch Superman?”
Wang Bukong cursed again when he got this answer. The scales in his heart gradually leaned towards the side of not shaving his head.
However, when he thought about how he had missed the opportunity to improve his martial arts, he felt a little heartache and was a little unwilling.
After struggling for a long time, he still didn't come to a conclusion. Wang Bukong decided to give up and said,"F * ck, shave off this bald head. Anyway, my buzz cut is no different from a monk in this era. Besides, there were shortcuts. Of course, it was better to take shortcuts. As for practicing diligently, it was impossible for him to practice diligently in this lifetime.”
After muttering to himself, his heart sank and he communicated with the system."Stupid system, you win. I choose one.”
"Beep! The selection is complete. Congratulations to the host for upgrading all the martial arts he has learned to the great success realm.”
Wang Bukong touched his head. The hair that was originally an inch long fell off, and his big head instantly became shiny.
In view of this, he could not help but sigh."Sigh, I've finally become a bald donkey.”After letting out a long sigh, he said seriously,"In ancient times, Guan Yunchang was fully focused on playing chess and scraping his bones to heal his injuries. Today, Wang Bukong shaved his head to pursue martial arts without changing his expression.”
Even at this time, he still did not forget to carry forward Ah Q's spirit. This mentality was really good.
After comforting himself, Wang Bukong changed his mind and opened the attribute panel again. As expected, the attribute panel changed.
Name: Wang Bukong
[Ability: Second-rate]
[Internal Strength: Heart, Will, Qi, Hunyuan Art (Large Success)]
[External Skills: Shaolin Challenge (great success), Arhat Fist (great success)]
[Lightness Skill: Plum Blossom Dome (Great Completion)]
[Qigong: Iron Skin Technique (Great Accomplishment)]
After all five martial arts were upgraded to the Mastery Stage, Wang Bukong's strength also rose to the second-rate level.
The division of strength was clear and distinct.
The unranked level referred to those who were slightly stronger than ordinary people. According to the standards of this world, the fledgling Lin Pingzhi, as well as the bodyguards and escorts of the Lin family, were roughly at this level. Third-class meant that one was proficient in martial arts, which was several times stronger than those who weren't. The Four Prodigies of Green City, the fledgling Linghu Chong, and the young disciples of the major sects were all at this level. The second-rate level referred to the mastery of martial arts, which was several times stronger than the third-rate level. Tian Boguang, Ji Wushi, and the Six Peach Valley Immortals were all at this level.
The first-class level referred to the perfection of martial arts. Yu Canghai, Mr. Mo, Zuo Lengchan, and the other sect leaders were all at this level. The level of a master referred to the realm where one's martial arts had returned to its original state. The abbot of Shaolin Temple, Master Fang Zheng, the sect leader of Wudang Sect, Taoist Priest Chong Xu, and the former sect leader of the Sun Moon Sect, Ren Woxing, were all at this level. The Grandmaster level referred to the realm where one's martial arts had reached the acme of perfection. There were only two people in the world who had reached that level. One was the Huashan Sect's old man, Feng Qingyang, and the other was the Sun Moon Sect's current sect master, Dongfang Bubai.
At the same level, some people had high martial arts skills while others had low martial arts skills. Why was that so?
Naturally, it was because under the big level, there were also the early stage, middle stage, late stage, and peak stage. For example, Mr. Mo and Zuo Lengchan were at the same level. Mr. Mo was at the middle stage of the first-class level, while Zuo Lengchan was at the peak of the first-class level. If the two of them fought head-on, the one who would lose would definitely be Mr. Mo. There would be no suspense.
Wang Bukong was originally just a fat otaku with no strength to even tie a chicken. After choosing to shave his head and obtaining the system reward, he immediately transformed into a second-rate martial artist. Although such strength was still not enough in the martial arts world, at least he had a trace of self-preservation power. To Wang Bukong, it was no different from walking on the peak of his life.
Sensing the changes in his body, the depressed feeling of being cheated in Wang Bukong's heart finally gradually disappeared.
Then, he exited the system interface and walked along the main road.
About two hours later…
It was noon, and the scorching sun hung high in the sky. After traveling for two hours, Wang Bukong felt thirsty and hungry. Although he had become a second-rate expert and his physique had been greatly improved, the attributes of the fat otaku had not been completely washed away. Under such a premise, it was already quite rare for him to be able to travel for so long in one breath.
"Hey, there's a shop up ahead."
Just as Wang Bukong was unable to endure his hunger and thirst, he suddenly saw a small rural shop lying on the side of the road not far ahead.
His eyes lit up as if he had seen his savior.
At the entrance of the store, there was an old tree with a crooked neck. There was a pick hanging on the top of the tree, and there was a big word "Wine" written on the pick.
Immediately, Wang Bukong didn't hesitate at all. He hurriedly took two steps and quickly walked towards the store.
After a short while, he arrived at the store. There were no customers in the store, only a slender young girl who was tidying up the wine utensils beside the wine stove.
Wang Bukong chose a seat by the window and sat down, shouting,""Shopkeeper, give me something to eat and drink.”
Unexpectedly, the girl seemed to be deaf and ignored him. She did not have the attitude to do business at all.
Wang Bukong shouted again,"Shopkeeper, give me something to eat and drink."”
"Ahem…"
At this moment, two coughs suddenly came from the inner hall of the store. Then, an old man with white hair and beard slowly walked out. The old man sized up Wang Bukong and said apologetically,""I'm really sorry. We're new here. My granddaughter isn't used to greeting guests and has neglected Master. Please forgive us.”
"Damn it, it's all the fault of the stupid system. Others really think I'm a monk.”
After silently criticizing him, Wang Bukong waved his hand and said,""It's fine. Hurry up and give me something to eat and drink.”
The old man asked," This small shop is in a remote area. There are no exquisite vegetarian dishes. We only have white steamed buns and tea. I wonder if you'll be interested?"”
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