Cosmic-Level Demon God-Chapter 71 - 65: Dual A in Power and Speed, Hallway War God

Chapter 71: Chapter 65: Dual A in Power and Speed, Hallway War God

It’s a shame that the anticipated scenario of dealing with some punks forcing me to reveal my second-stage thug form and then beating them up until they kneel hasn’t happened to Qin Shi.

Maybe it’s because the low cottages in the deep alleys aren’t that valuable, things are unusually calm around here.

Occasionally, I hear neighbors from across the street or next door gathering and whispering about who got beaten yesterday, and who had their water and electricity cut off today.

"The renovation and demolition project hasn’t even started, and the monstrous opportunists are already jumping out to suck blood."

Back in his shack, Qin Shi pulled the light cord, and a dim light spread, illuminating the narrow space.

The house was empty and cold. He had arranged for his younger sister Qin Lan to stay at a female classmate’s house.

Lately, the chaos in Old Factory Street has intensified. During the day, he trains with Old Liang or goes out for part-time work, leaving him unable to look after his sister.

It’s better to keep her out of the whirlpool and avoid trouble.

"Nip potential dangers in the bud to prevent future troubles."

Qin Shi sat inside, although he had just finished some super protein, he still habitually heated up some food to add a bit of human touch.

"Judging by the days, my eldest sister should be back soon."

He swallowed his food, letting his mind wander.

Though New Star University in Heng Province has been opened for several millennia, its overall development has always lagged due to its remote location and a sudden subsequent lockdown.

It can’t compare to top-tier administrative districts like Hai Province or Yuezhou, and even falls short compared to mid-tier regions like Hezhou and Yang Province which primarily provide strategic resources and are termed "homes" or "pastures."

"Resources in Heng Province are usually centralized, with the super large Central City devouring eighty percent, and the rest distributed among several urban circles. The surrounding satellite cities then serve as blood bags."

Qin Shi recalled what his teacher casually mentioned during a lesson at the school for staff children.

The once glorious Dangyang East Suburb was close to being upgraded to an urban circle, but for unknown reasons, it was replaced by Tai’an and relegated to the old district, missing even the benefits of a satellite city.

"Looking on the bright side, at least it’s better than the isolated Barrier City."

Qin Shi wiped his mouth. The administrative levels of New Star University in Heng Province roughly fall into Central City, urban circle, satellite city, and Barrier City.

The first three have complete planning for education, healthcare, and living security.

The last, Barrier City, resembles a border outpost with relatively harsher conditions.

"Let’s continue training!"

After finishing his meal and feeling a bit fuller, Qin Shi took off his shirt and stood in his slightly more spacious courtyard.

Outside the shantytown alleys, the piercing noise from excavators and drills continued unabated, spreading far without any regard for whether it disturbed residents’ rest.

In fact, they probably intended to use this method to make the stubborn residents obediently comply.

Old Martial Arts Training Method Level 5 (12/60)

Old Martial Arts Style Level 4 (33/50)

Spirit Nourishing Technique Level 1 (1/20)

"Another Spirit Nourishing Technique, more to grind."

The muscle memory achievement, combined with data-like properties, allowed Qin Shi to quickly find the appropriate training method, enhancing his skill level proficiency.

This was the key reason why he was leading the way on the Old Martial Arts Path.

"As long as I don’t die from grinding, I’ll grind it to the end! With my astounding intelligence and absolute discipline, getting into a top-tier academy shouldn’t be a problem!"

Qin Shi took a deep breath, qi sensation circulating, and began his daily training course.

Fifteen sets of training methods, standing post, relaxing muscles, circulating the heavens, consuming physical energy, and condensing life force;

Fifteen sets of techniques, basic fist and footwork, attack and defense moves, practicing until exhausted, then going to bed to review combat retrospect.

"If the Monument doesn’t give me a ’Master of Time Management’ achievement, it would be unreasonable!"

Qin Shi closed his eyes, entering a rapid and violent breathing rhythm.

This was the effect displayed after upgrading the training method.

Every muscle group on the surface of his body was being stretched and pulled.

Ripples on the water appeared again, constantly trembling.

The large tendons close to his skin were like springs stretching and contracting, occasionally emitting explosive sounds.

It’s hard to imagine such a young mortal body containing such intense power.

"Sudden exertion in this mode should produce terrifying power! Strive to achieve dual A’s in strength and speed, becoming unrivaled!"

Qin Shi wanted to find a sandbag or a punch strength tester to see how strong he really was.

Constantly using Lin Yunqing for practice wasn’t a solution!

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...

The next day, morning.

Qin Shi fought fiercely in his dreams all night, furiously battling a man in briefs with a life force of fifty points.

Unlocking the Fighter class and mastering the Wind Fist Stream skill, he clearly had some ability to counterattack.

Not only did he get a chance to breathe but he also began to look for flaws to counterattack.

"Just wait until I grow stronger!"

Intermediate Achievement - Deep Sleep (28/30)

Every morning when he opened his eyes, this message would flash on his retina, reassuring Qin Shi.

He got up to busy himself, cleaning the house while his younger sibling was away, wiping the windows and stove, removing dust from every corner.

He had taken leave from his part-time job at the Youth Palace, and Midnight Imperial Palace had also been closed for several days.

The previously hectic life rhythm suddenly became idle.

This made Qin Shi, who was always happy to be a hard worker, feel a bit out of place, thinking he should do something.

"A’Shi! Are you home?"

Just as he was pondering, Xie Yucheng’s voice sounded from outside.

"Why are you here?"

Qin Shi opened the door to see Li Yuan and Xie Yucheng visiting together.

The two were on bicycles, with a few bags of fruit in the baskets.

"Brother Ze asked me and Yuan to go to the nursing home to deliver some stuff, to offer some comforts."

Xie Yucheng raised his head, signaling Qin Shi to sit on the back seat.

"Let’s go together. Midnight Imperial Palace reopens tonight, we’ll just be in time for work after delivering."

Qin Shi was a bit stunned. He had met Cheng Ze a few days ago, and the boss of Beiguan Street had told him not to go for part-time work anymore.

Why reopen today?

"The renovation project in the shantytown was snatched by Smiling Tiger Luo Jie, so Brother Ze is back to oversee things."

Li Yuan was sullen. Working as a waiter at Midnight Imperial Palace, at most, he earned some tips, far less lucrative than buying land and shops.

"Think positively, Yuan. Look at Brother Biao, always leading his boys to force tenants out, getting cursed by neighbors, his parents can’t even lift their heads."

Xie Yucheng comforted him:

"If Brother Ze had taken that big job, we might have to do similar things."

Li Yuan remained silent.

"Let’s go, A’Shi."

Xie Yucheng said.

"Alright."

Qin Shi jumped on the back seat.

He wanted to inquire about the Old Factory Street demolition news, hoping to move out as soon as possible.

Judging by that gold-rimmed glasses man’s actions, conflict was inevitable.

The employees living in Dangyang East Suburb were all very passionate, it was only a matter of time before things blew up.

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...

The nursing home wasn’t far from Beiguan Street, initially a social welfare facility for orphaned and disabled persons, it struggled due to funding cuts.

"Brother Ze paid for the conversion into a nursing home, to house brothers from the Righteous Fist Society."

Even though Cheng Ze’s submission to Luo Jie disappointed many underlings last time.

Li Yuan and Xie Yucheng still idolized Brother Ze of Beiguan Street.

"Brother Ze said, as long as you bled and fought for the Righteous Fist Society, he’ll make sure to arrange a good retirement."

Li Yuan pedaled, eyes glowing.

In the world of youth, the underworld was full of loyalty and heroism.

"We’re here, we’re here."

Xie Yucheng braked, supporting the ground with one foot.

"A’Shi, help me with the fruit."

"Sure."

Qin Shi carried two bags of fresh fruit and stood at the nursing home’s entrance.

It was actually just a run-down dormitory building, with a black-letters-on-white-background plastic sign reading "Old Factory Street Nursing Home."

Looking inside, you could see a few middle-aged men, far from "old," gathered to bask in the sun.

All had disabilities, some missing hands, others with lame legs.

"Uncle Ya, it’s me, Acheng! Brother Ze sent me to deliver some fruit!"

Suffering from hearing loss, the guard had to be shouted at by Xie Yucheng.

"Fruit! Yes, bringing fruit!"

Li Yuan also raised his voice.

Qin Shi, helpless, took out a golden orange from the bag, wiped it clean with a few tissues, and handed it to the hearing-impaired guard.

"Go ahead. This young boy talks so faintly..."

The guard peeled the orange, muttering.

The three of them went upstairs, placing several bags of fruit at the reception for the caretaker to distribute.

Then, Li Yuan took out two thick envelopes from his pocket, looking towards the corridor:

"Brother Ze asked me to give this month’s money to Director Shen."

Xie Yucheng nodded:

"Go ahead, Yuan. We will wait..."

Before he finished, a noisy commotion sounded from downstairs.

A dozen people stormed into the nursing home, heading straight for the director’s office.

"What are you doing?"

The male caretaker stepped forward to question, but was shoved aside.

"Brother Ji already warned Shen to close this place. Using Hao’s money to support a bunch of cripples, Brother Ze sure knows how to take advantage!"

The yellow-haired leader sneered and spat:

"This place isn’t bad, Brother Ji plans to make it a dogfighting ring, get lost!"

Qin Shi saw a few familiar faces, including the red-haired Ah Kun from the Youth Palace, who had been beaten by Lin Yunqing and still had his head bandaged.

"Brother Ze didn’t agree..."

The male caretaker tried to argue, only to be kicked down by the yellow-haired leader.

The latter, obviously trained in something like Sanda, used a very standard roundhouse kick to knock him down.

"Tell Brother Ze to guard the nightclub for retirement; he might not have a place in Old Factory Street soon!"

The yellow-haired leader’s arrogant words angered several of the elders who were about to step forward.

A bald man with a prosthetic leg stood up and cursed:

"You little brat, who are you talking about! When I was fighting, you were still playing in the mud!"

Even though he had lost a leg, the bald man’s body was still agile. He took a few steps forward, aiming an uppercut at the yellow-haired leader’s chin.

"Old troublemaker!"

The yellow-haired leader quickly dodged the uppercut with a back step.

Then he grabbed the bald man’s shoulders, muscles tensed, and kneed him with force!

This knee strike, a common close-combat technique, was like a blade or axe, with strong lethality.

Due to his prosthetic, the bald man wasn’t as flexible, and his side ribs felt like they took a heavy blow, his body bending like a shrimp.

The yellow-haired leader followed up with an elbow strike, striking the bald man’s head and knocking him to the ground.

"Feeling arrogant, are you! Keep barking like a dog!"

He continued to kick him viciously, until the bald man was bleeding and lying still.

"Brother Ji runs the Righteous Fist Society, Brother Ze is nothing!"

The violent act intimidated the others from stepping forward.

The yellow-haired leader, triumphant, strode towards the stairs to drag out Director Shen for a beating.

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The yellow-haired leader looked up and sneered at Qin Shi, who was leaning against the railing.

"I knew it."

Qin Shi shook his head and smirked:

"How could everything in this world be full of smart people? There are always some clueless minions for the protagonist to step on!"