Andrew Harris
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Ysla pointed her finger at the panel and said “You should already know the stages of comprehension of martial art. Starting from beginner, entry, small accomplishment, great accomplishment, it finally ends on Perfection.” “Though there are still stages beyond Perfection I don’t have complete data about that. As for the estimated time, it is the prediction made by the system for how long it will take you to perfect one stance.” “As you can see, just to perfect the first stance, you will take…-
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“You have worked very hard. The opportunity never came to you before. But, now it is here. So, grab it and practice even harder. Although talent is everything, hard work can still give a good result.” Hearing her words, Fu Chen nodded his head with a flash of determination in his eyes. “Alright, I will come here tomorrow and teach you martial art. It seems you are good at copying people. I want to see the limits.” When Miss Xue left with those words, Fu Chen was stunned. He didn’t know Miss Xue…
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But suddenly, an instruction appeared in front of him. Fu Chen hurriedly moved to the left and took three steps back as the kick passed in front of him. “Player, think of ‘yes’ in your head to learn the first stance.” The little pixie spoke in his head once again, making him a little confused. This was the exact reason why she decided to override most of the instructions set in the system. As an A.I., she has the ability to think about the situation. And, she found Fu Chen basically knows nothing…
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Hearing her words, Fu Chen clenched his hands tightly. He felt frustrated just by hearing those words. Give up? He doesn’t want to give up? Talent? Yes, he doesn’t have talent. But, he doesn’t want to blame his parents or heaven for this. So what if he doesn’t have talent? He can still cultivate. He can still get stronger. No, he must get strong. ‘I won’t give up. Father and Mother have spent everything on me. I don’t want to go back just to make them regret it. I will cultivate. But,…
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“Ahh! Hello, is anyone here? Where is this place?” A young man wearing a white robe and white pants stood on a dark ground. He looked around the darkroom and shouted. “Who? Who? Who is speaking? What is this? What kind of technique is this?” Suddenly, a melodious voice rang in his ears and he saw a blue panel with few words on it. He backed down a few steps with a frightened look on his face and shouted. “Who are you?” The young man spoke with a frightened tone when he saw another blue…
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