Chapter 7: Utter Trash

Su Lang joined a team and began to wait.

There were too many people, and from time to time, formal martial artists with their juniors used their privileges to cut in line, slowing down the queue even more.

Su Lang waited for a full three hours before it was his turn.

"Hello."

Su Lang handed his identity card to the heavily made-up woman behind the window.

"What level of allowance are you collecting?"

The heavily made-up woman asked in a numb tone.

"Primary Body Tempering."

Su Lang replied with a smile, then touched the crystal next to the window, causing a white light spot to light up.

This kind of crystal could accurately determine a martial artist's strength. The body tempering realm displayed as white light spots, with the number determining the level.

"Hmm? It really is Primary Body Tempering."

The heavily made-up woman exclaimed in suspicion, and a hint of disdain flashed in her eyes as she looked at Su Lang.

"Ahem, please be quicker."

Su Lang caught that trace of disdain and his expression immediately turned cold, feeling somewhat unhappy.

"Su Lang? You're already twenty and still at Primary Body Tempering. Are you a mediocre talent or just plain trash?"

While talking, the heavily made-up woman placed 10 gold coins under the window. She didn't lower her voice, and everyone around heard her.

"At this age and still at Primary Body Tempering, he must be trash!"

"Such rubbish talent, yet he still comes to collect allowances, what a waste of resources."

"Exactly, he shouldn't even think about breaking through to Martial Realm in his lifetime, reaching Intermediate Body Tempering is probably his limit."

". . ."

Mockery immediately sounded out.

"Hmph!"

Su Lang smirked coldly. "You're all grown adults, yet you're still at Body Tempering?"

"How could it be the same?"

A young man with braids grabbed his collar and shouted, "I'm a Martial Artist Candidate, how can trash like you compare!?"

"Wow, becoming a Martial Artist Candidate at such a young age, stronger than even the peak of Body Tempering, what a genius!"

"Yeah, this is the Martial Artist Reserve, incredible!"

"Hey handsome, what's your name? Need any errands run?"

". . ."

The surrounding Body Tempering individuals immediately exclaimed in admiration, looking enviously at the braided young man.

"See that!"

The braided young man raised his chin arrogantly, glaring disdainfully at Su Lang. "This is the realm you'll strive for your whole life!"

Su Lang glanced at him, and the braided young man's status panel immediately appeared.

[Name]: Yang Shi

[Race]: Human

[Talent Grade]: Medium

[Realm Level]: Martial Artist Candidate

[Attack Level]: Martial Artist Candidate

[Defense Level]: Martial Artist Candidate

[Agility Level]: Martial Artist Candidate

[Endurance Level]: Martial Artist Candidate

[Mastery of Martial Arts]: Boundless Heart Sutra

"Medium grade? Trash."

Su Lang rolled his eyes.

Medium-grade talent had a practice speed that was three or four hundred times slower than his trivial level. Compared to him, this was truly utter trash!

"Oh, talking back, are we?"

Yang Shi patted Su Lang on the shoulder and laughed loudly. "That's right, you're a genius, a born waste."

"Heh heh."

Su Lang chuckled coldly. "Since you say I'm trash, how about we make a bet?"

"A bet? I like that!"

Yang Shi clapped his hands. "What are we betting on? I'm game!"

Su Lang said indifferently, "Let's bet on how long it will take me to break through from Primary Body Tempering to Intermediate Body Tempering. Fifty gold coins."

"Alright, I bet!"

Yang Shi sneered, "I bet you'll take ten years to break through from Primary Body Tempering to Intermediate Body Tempering. If you achieve it, come find me at the Beiyuan Villa District in the northern city, Yang Shi. I'll give you fifty gold coins!"

"If you can't do it, I won't make it hard for you either. Strip naked and run three laps around the Martial Union building, shouting 'I'm a genius' the whole time, let everyone get to know you, how about that?"

"Good, that's a great idea!"

"Strip naked and shout 'I'm a genius'? That's really thrilling, great idea!"

"Yeah, just thinking about it makes me want to laugh!"

". . ."

The onlookers immediately began to clamor.

None of them believed Su Lang could break through to Intermediate Body Tempering in ten years.

They all started practicing when they were sensible, while Su Lang, in his twenties, had only reached Primary Body Tempering after more than a decade of practice. How could he possibly achieve a more difficult realm in a shorter time?