Free Web NovelChapter 8: Chapter 8: Red Dome Martial Arts Dojo
BEEP!
Lin Qi scanned the items in his hand one by one at the checkout machine.
"Total: 2,525 Xia Country Coins!"
Lin Qi packed his things into his backpack and walked out of the Red Dome Martial Arts Supermarket, his heart aching at the expense.
Of the three thousand he had left, less than 500 remained. That was all his food money.
’These Qi and Blood Capsules and this Qi and Blood Potion should be enough for me to take a shot. And Taozi... I hope he can find a reliable part-time job,’ Lin Qi thought.
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「That evening, in the Martial Arts Room.」
After evening self-study ended, many students stayed behind to continue their martial arts practice, beginning their third training session of the day.
Morning, noon, and night—three sessions a day.
Dressed in his Martial Arts Uniform, Lin Qi took out the Qi and Blood Capsules he had bought that afternoon. He squeezed one out, swallowed it, and chased it with the Qi and Blood Potion.
’Tastes pretty average.’
He let out a long breath.
A moment later, the Qi and Blood Capsules and the Qi and Blood Potion took effect simultaneously. Lin Qi felt his body begin to heat up, a furnace igniting in his stomach.
’Time to train!’
「One hour later.」
BANG! BANG!!
The two-meter-tall, sturdy striking post spun continuously as a pair of Tiger Claws struck it again and again, the powerful force making it shudder and boom.
Lin Qi swung his claws, his legs rooted to the ground and steady as a rock. His hands were hooked into claws, his entire body was flushed red, and he was drenched in sweat.
His Qi Blood circulated throughout his body, and his Fist Technique rained down upon the striking post, his expression stern.
The striking post was coated with a special material that absorbed force and reduced damage.
Feeling the transfer of force, Lin Qi frantically executed his Fist Technique, all while carefully observing the post’s reaction and the direction the force was displaced.
He generated power from his waist, his muscles exploding with strength under the stimulation of his Qi Blood, channeling the force all the way to his fingertips.
BANG! BANG!
With each collision between his Tiger Claws and the striking post, the force traveled up his arms and reverberated through his body.
His Qi Blood coursed through him, rapidly refining his muscles with every tremor.
Lin Qi’s mind raced as the key principles of the Tiger Form Fist flashed through his thoughts.
[You have engaged in strenuous exercise. Your Qi and Blood Value has significantly increased. Qi and Blood Value +0.02!]
[You have gained new insight into the Tiger Form Fist. Fist Technique +0.1%]
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Notifications constantly popped up on the panel, indicating that his Qi and Blood Value and his Tiger Form Fist had both improved to varying degrees.
[Name: Lin Qi (17)]
[Template: Erlang God Yang Jian (Fusion Degree 1%)]
[Qi and Blood Value: 5.63→5.69]
[Fist Technique: Tier One 85%→85.3%]
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Lin Qi pulled back his fists, letting out a breath. He could feel streams of heat inside him transforming into boundless strength.
’This Qi and Blood Potion is incredible, just as I expected. Training after taking it is so much more efficient. My Qi and Blood Value is rising especially fast.’
’With enough Qi and Blood Capsules, I can definitely break 6.0 before the test!’
Lin Qi felt the future was full of promise.
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On the evening of September 3rd, the weather was no longer as scorching as it had been during the day, but it was still muggy.
Lin Qi and Jiangtao stood side by side at the entrance of a massive building. Under the night sky, bright white lights illuminated the area.
"Brother Qi, we got lucky. I found a well-paying part-time job yesterday,"
"Sparring partner. 1,000 Xia Country Coins an hour."
Jiangtao explained from the side. Lin Qi was startled when he heard this; the pay was not bad at all.
"To set the meeting place here... it seems they’re not scammers," Lin Qi nodded.
Even in early September, the sweltering heat made their sweat-soaked short-sleeved shirts cling to their skin, emitting the faint smell of perspiration.
The transparent glass doors slid open, and a blast of cold air washed over their heated bodies, dispelling the mugginess.
It was chillingly refreshing, waking them right up.
On the wall of the massive building was a huge, crimson flame logo, with four large words embedded beneath it:
"Red Dome Martial Arts Dojo!"
"The Red Dome Martial Arts Dojo is part of the Red Dome Group. It was founded 30 years ago by Emperor Red—the world’s strongest expert and the first Ninth Realm titled Martial Artist."
"The Red Dome Martial Arts Dojo is also one of the most powerful Martial Arts Dojos in the Xia Country."
"They have branches in every city. The people who can come in here and afford to spend money are either rich or influential."
Listening to his best friend, Lin Qi looked up at the enormous, pristine, and brightly lit Martial Arts Dojo, which was filled with a high-tech aesthetic. He felt incredibly small before it.
Before them was the Red Dome Martial Arts Dojo, a top-level dojo in the country. There were no advertisements at the entrance, only a simple introduction. They clearly weren’t short on clients.
Because its name was its own brand.
He let out a breath, calming himself.
"Let’s go in,"
Lin Qi said.
At the front desk in the lobby sat two pretty women with a clean, refined air about them, both dressed in slim-fitting black uniforms.
One of the receptionists quickly noticed two figures entering.
They were two young men, sturdily built, with bright and piercing eyes.
They exuded the unique youthful energy of students.
However, the fact that both of them were handsome made her eyes light up.
One of them, in particular, wore a black short-sleeved shirt. His facial features were sharp and well-defined, and even a simple buzz cut couldn’t hide his good looks.
After entering, his posture was confident and natural, his expression calm.
This made her eyes light up, and she couldn’t help but take a second look.
Ordinary people visiting the Red Dome Martial Arts Dojo for the first time would usually be tense, their expressions unnatural.
She herself had once been the same.
But this person was different.
It was a complete mismatch with his ordinary clothes.
Seeing the two of them approach, she put on a professional smile and said,
"Hello, students. Is there anything I can help you with?"
When Jiangtao had walked in, he’d felt the luxury of his surroundings, then looked down at his own clothes, and a sense of inferiority immediately welled up inside him.
But then he looked at Lin Qi, who stood beside him with a natural expression, and felt a surge of admiration.
’Brother Qi is really something else. Ever since we were kids, no matter how grand the occasion, he never bats an eye.’
Influenced by Lin Qi, he also puffed out his chest, speaking as if he’d found some confidence.
"Hello, we’re the sparring partners for Guo Heng, booked for Room A-128. Could you tell us how to get to Room A-128?"
"Room A-128 is on the first floor..."
With a movement of her hands at the desk, the receptionist suddenly projected a 3D map into the air, displaying the entire Red Dome Martial Arts Dojo clearly before them.
"Okay, thank you!"
Jiangtao thanked her after getting a clear look at the location and gestured to Lin Qi with his eyes.
The two turned and walked through the lobby, heading deeper inside.
Like two paupers in a palace, they curiously observed everything around them.
The men and women coming and going were all dressed in extraordinary clothes. They had powerful auras and exuded a terrifying presence, like fearsome, man-shaped beasts.
"The Red Dome Martial Arts Dojo really is something else. So luxurious. When will I be able to train here?"
Jiangtao sighed with envy.
Lin Qi felt the same.
But he had heard that even the most ordinary Martial Arts Room here cost 1,000 coins an hour, a price that instantly made him give up the idea.
"It’s a shame. 1,000 coins is too expensive. Think of how many Qi and Blood Capsules that could buy," Jiangtao said, shaking his head and sighing.
A few moments later, the two arrived at their destination: A-128.
It was a silvery-white metal door with a password lock on it.
RUMBLE—
The metal door slid open, and a young man in blue clothes emerged, clutching his arm. He was accompanied by the thick smell of sweat and a faint scent of blood.
He glanced at Lin Qi and Jiangtao, then limped toward the exit.
Lin Qi and Jiangtao exchanged a look, feeling a sudden, inexplicable pressure.
Then they entered the Martial Arts Room together.
THUD—THUD—
The first thing that met their eyes was a spacious and brightly lit room—a Martial Arts Room of nearly 300 square meters.
In the very center of the Martial Arts Room, two figures were clashing.
Both were dressed in heavy black protective gear, circling and weaving across the floor as they exchanged blows.
One of them was taller and more imposing, his attacks ferocious. The other was being forced to retreat step by step under the brutal assault.
As Lin Qi watched their movements, a strange light seemed to flicker in his eyes.
"Are you the ones here to be sparring partners?"
As soon as Lin Qi and his friend entered, they heard a woman’s voice.
Turning their heads, they saw a pretty, tall woman in her twenties with a full chest, dressed in blue.
Holding a tablet, she looked at the two of them and asked with a deadpan expression.
"Yes. You must be Sister Lian, right? We arranged this on WeChat. We’re here to be sparring partners."
Jiangtao stepped closer and was the first to respond.
The woman in blue looked down at them, her gaze sweeping over Lin Qi and Jiangtao from head to toe.
She frowned, especially when she noticed their old clothes and heavily worn sneakers, and said,
"Let’s get this straight. The pay for a sparring partner is 1,000 coins per person. If you do well, you can stay on long-term for 1,500 Xia Country Coins per session."
"Medical expenses are included in that. Any problems?"
"No problem!"
Lin Qi and Jiangtao looked at each other, nodded, and replied.
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