Mastering Shave

"Boom... Boom boom..."

Dust is scattered on the ground, accompanied by continuous sonic booms. Tang An's right foot repeatedly stomped the ground, but nine and a half times was already the limit.

When a sharp pain emerged in his right foot, Tang An switched to his left. The entire morning was spent practicing the Shave.

"Just a little more, just a little more."

His pale face was covered in sweat as Tang An, shirtless, exhibited well-defined six-pack abs. Compared to the time he first crossed over, he was now incredibly transformed after obtaining the Kukri Knife last month and spending two months in the Attack on Titan world.

Despite a month of high-intensity training, he couldn't break through the last half step of the Shave.

"Damn it."

Like being possessed, Tang An's mind was filled with one word: "Shave, Shave, Shave..."

"Swoosh..."

Without warning, Tang An disappeared from his original position. With a thunderous sound, he reappeared on top of a wall, his body forming a large crater, then slowly sliding down. He was left bewildered on the ground.

A fist-sized stone fell from above, hitting Tang An's head squarely.

"Hiss..."

Inhaling sharply, Tang An rolled on the ground, alternately covering his face and chest, and then cradling his head.

His entire face twitched in pain.

Relieving himself a bit, Tang An stood up. Although his body ached, he felt thrilled.

"That just now..."

Looking at the large crater-shaped shallow pit on the wall, indicating a human figure, Tang An then glanced back at his training spot, at least five meters away.

"It worked, it worked."

Tang An's face lit up with joy. He eagerly tried again, but to his surprise, nothing changed. Nine and a half times, just like before.

"I don't believe it." Tang An tried dozens of times in a row, but half an hour passed with no success.

"What's going on? It clearly worked just now."

The excitement faded, and Tang An's feet were now swollen and twitching, even showing signs of inflammation.

He had to rest; otherwise, he risked permanently damaging his legs.

Sitting cross-legged on the ground, Tang An began to recall the sensations he experienced earlier.

Rhythm, coherence...

There was an inexplicable feeling as if a layer of mist obscured his vision.

"The more urgent it gets, the more patient I must be. Victory is within reach."

Taking a deep breath, Tang An knew that impatience wouldn't help. Now his feet needed rest, but sitting idly wasn't an option.

Flipping over into a handstand, Tang An supported himself with ten fingers on the ground, engaging in an up-and-down exercise.

As he alternated between his left and right hands, his body exercised, but Tang An's thoughts had long drifted elsewhere.

Looking at the humanoid trace on the wall, Tang An felt an unprecedented sense of excitement.

Similar to being in heat, his mind was filled with hormones.

As long as he mastered the skill, in this world, he would be invincible. This would guarantee a hundred percent success rate in his future plans.

Two hours later, Tang An felt that his legs were no longer so painful, so he resumed practicing.

However, time and time again, until dusk, he hadn't succeeded, making him a bit restless.

If his stomach hadn't protested, he might still be dwelling on it.

Opening the system, the countdown to life was still gruesome, one month and five days, chilling to behold.

Tonight, he could throw the second natural month's dice, hoping for something good.

Midnight, 12 o'clock.

The dice rotated and leaped, the model plane spanned six spaces, and items appeared after the light disappeared.

[A box of pull-up pants.

Explanation: Dry pull-up pants can keep babies sleeping soundly all night, leak-proof, breathable, absorbent, and antibacterial. It also has features like an elastic waistband and leak-proof side guards.]

Tang An took a deep breath.

Pull-up pants, isn't that just diapers?

Damn, he doesn't wet the bed.

Tang An's acceptance now is strong; he has somewhat gotten used to it.

What he cares more about is shaving and the Moon Step.

Originally, he planned to learn the 3D maneuver gear through the back door after the shopkeeper left, but now, shaving is in a critical situation, and this plan is directly shelved.

The next morning, as soon as it dawned, Tang An got up.

The weather was slightly cool, and the air was humid.

Tang An, with his upper body bare, started exercising.

Still stepped nine and a half times, but the tenth time still couldn't break through.

It felt like yesterday was just a dream.

Sweating profusely, Tang An finally, without any warning, disappeared after an unknown number of steps and fell five meters away, buried in the weeds.

Pulling out his head, Tang An showed a wild joy. This time, it can't be a dream! He succeeded again.

However, the trigger probability is low, and he can't control his body after success.

Blood boiling, Tang An, at this moment, was shaking all over, as if tirelessly continuing to practice.

Stepping more than fifty times, his feet started to swell and twitch again, and Tang An felt unwilling.

But he didn't want his feet to be disabled, so he stopped. Although his legs couldn't practice, his hands could, so Tang An didn't waste time. In an inverted position, his fingers moved up and down.

Now, he had undergone a significant transformation. Through intense physical training, he had surpassed human limits.

He succeeded once in the morning, and once after solving lunch in the afternoon, but the triggering probability was too low.

Until dusk, Tang An succeeded only twice.

Continuing the practice on the second day, his efforts paid off. Today, he succeeded seven times and started to get familiar with it, mastering the direction.

On the third day, eighteen times.

The fourth day, thirty times.

Very challenging, but progress was evident every day, driving Tang An to work even harder.

Finally, on the sixth day.

"Shave!"

With incredible speed, Tang An appeared five meters away in the blink of an eye. However, he couldn't maintain balance, causing him to fall upon appearing.

Tang An reacted quickly, using his hands to support himself and executing several backflips to land steadily on the ground.

From the first success to now, six days have passed.

In this world alone, he had spent two months and six days, and finally, he could use "shave" freely.

However, there were still some issues with balance, and the distance hovered around five meters.

But these were minor problems.

"Haha..."

Tang An couldn't help but laugh wildly. He didn't know how much sweat he had shed in these two months, and success was now within reach.

The seventh day.

The eighth day.

"Shave..."

In the rundown courtyard, a figure appeared out of thin air five meters away, then continued to disappear and reappear, as if teleporting.

Undoubtedly, Tang An had completely mastered "shave."

Lying on the ground, looking at the dimming sky on the eighth day, Tang An's broad chest heaved continuously, emanating a sweaty odor.

"Next is Moon Step."

Stretching his hand as if to grasp the entire world, Tang An's gaze became sharp.

As long as he successfully learned the Moon step, no one in this world could stop him.

The foundation of Moon step was "shave," and he could now use it at will.

Ten days, he only needed ten days. No, he only needed five days to successfully learn Moon Step. This was Tang An's confidence.