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nTranslator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

n“Ah! My bag! Thief! Help!”

nRight at that moment, a high pitched scream cut through the peaceful night.

nVroom!

nThe next instant, a motorcycle was seen speeding past like a spirit in the night.

n“Yoohoo! I’m off! Come after me if you can!”

nOn the motorcycle, two people with helmets were laughing insolently.

n“Someone help catch those thieves! Bike robbers!”

nVery soon, a girl stumbled into his sight, anxiously staring at the motorcycle speeding away.

nA number of people gathered due to her screams, but they could only look on helplessly at the motorcycle.

nIt was then that a blurry figure zoomed past. The crowd only saw a blur and that figure was already chasing after the motorcycle like the wind.

n“Oh damn! What was that! Superman?”

nThe crowd was dumbstruck.

nRight after that, they saw a black figure dashing at high speed in the dark.

nThe shadowy figure did not follow the road but instead used the paths within the park. Nevertheless, it only took him one leap to pass each obstacle he encountered. They even saw him jumping over a tree in just a few steps…

nFrom afar, he looked like a monkey, somersaulting through the air while stepping on branches.

n“It really is Superman. This is amazing!”

n“I didn’t get a clear view earlier to check if he’s wearing his undies outside.”

nVroom!

nThe road was full of turns and filled with potholes. The motorcycle could not go at maximum speed while having to make constant turns, resulting in them not driving at high speed.

nAt that time, the two people on the motorcycle were full of themselves.

n“Hahaha, big brother, this score might be enough to last us a month!”

n“More than a month. Just this bag itself is worth more than RMB10,000. The contents should be worth even more.”

n“That was really easy. I never expected to get such a big score in this desolate place. The heavens are helping us!”

n“This is an effortless score! If we’re in the city area, how would we get such a chance?”

n“Keep a lookout and see if anyone’s chasing us.”

n“Relax, they don’t even have a car in this area. How could someone…”

nMid-sentence, he looked around and his eyes almost popped out of its sockets. His body stiffened, nearly falling off the motorcycle.

n“What’s wrong?”

n“Wait… wait a minute. I think I might have been seeing things.”

nRubbing his eyes, he took another look!

n“F*ck!” He exclaimed in a shrill voice, at a loss for words.

n“What? What happened?” The other person scowled, turning his head around as well.

n“Holy sh*t!”

nThe motorcycle shook violently, nearly crashing.

n“What the f*ck is this? Superman? A demon?”

nHis voice was trembling while he was flailing around in the wind.

n“Big… big brother, he’s flying! Did we just run into a cultivator like those in the legends?”

n“Cultivate your head!” Big brother quickly calmed himself. “No matter what it is, we cannot let him catch us! Turn around and keep an eye on his movements.”

n“Yes.”

nThe little brother’s face was pale, turning around nervously.

nHe witnessed a figure weaving through the park, his legs seemingly covering several meters with every step, effortlessly crossing over rocks, benches, and climbing onto trees and weaving through the bushes. The speed was unbelievably fast.

n“Big brother, this is bad. He’s catching up!”

n“Catching up?” The big brother’s heart sank, flooring the gas. “Where is he now?”

n“Just beside you!”

n“WHAT?!”

nThe big brother turned his head just to see a figure standing tall on a nearby tree. The figure then leaped and with a cool posture, sent a flying kick towards him!

n“F*ck my life for running into superman on this trip!”

nBoth of them fell off the motorcycle simultaneously. They rolled on the floor and passed out immediately.

nYe Lingchen inspected them briefly, making sure both of them were not fatally wounded. Only then did he let out a breath of relief.

n“You guys should call the police. These two are bike robbers,” Ye Lingchen told the person nearby.

n“Superman! It’s Superman!”

nEveryone was in a frenzy, their passionate gazes locked onto Ye Lingchen.

nYe Lingchen frowned, then immediately dashed further into the park.

n“Superman, don’t go! I want an autograph!”

n“Superman, can you tell me your name?”

nYe Lingchen stopped in his tracks, straightened his body, then turned his sturdy back towards the crowd, speaking slowly, “You can call me… Y…”

n‘The swag is with me.’

nYe Lingchen’s dashing figure was deeply imprinted into the crowd’s heart.

nImmediately someone had uploaded a video online, TikTok, Weibo, or even WeChat moments.

nDiscovered Superman! His name is also Y!

nIn an instant, the entire internet exploded with activity.

nF*ck! Is this for real? That’s like a fantasy!

nWahahaha, our country has hidden talents! To think that we have a Superman!

nWhat’s the use of that overseas Rice Nation Captain and Ironman? We have a real Superman! A living one!

nThe video quality is bad. I can only see a black figure. You’re saying that’s Superman? I’m sorry, I can’t believe it!

nWhat’s with this year? All the talented people are calling themselves Y?!

nAll sorts of videos were popping up everywhere. That was already beyond a normal wall run. It was at the level of flying across the floor.

nWeibo’s hot search, TikTok’s million likes, and the crazed shares on WeChat moments. All of them had one thing in common. They did not get Ye Lingchen’s appearance. The most they had was that dashing figure of his back.

n…

nThe next day.

nYe Lingchen got out of bed early as usual, then took a peek at his popularity score.

n137,684.

nIn a single night, his popularity had increased by over 50,000.

nHis lips widened, turning into a big grin. ‘As expected, my name as Y-God will eventually spread throughout the nation!’

nYe Lingchen rubbed his hands. Since he had over 100,000 popularity, then he should continue advancing his skills!

nHe realized that he had transcended. He no longer lived for money, but for popularity.

nArhat Fist, Eight Extremities Fist, Martial Body Fist, DOTA, and English.

nThree out of five were Fist techniques.

n‘I will get martial arts this time around.’

nAdvancement begins!

nThe yellow circle flashed across the skills, causing Ye Lingchen’s eyes to lose focus.

nDOTA… passed!

nEnglish… passed!

nFinally, the yellow circle landed on Arhat Fist.

nJackpot!

nYe Lingchen’s heart was pounding. He stared excitedly on the system screen.

nThe next moment, with a golden glow, Arhat Fist had turned into Arhat’s Fist Force (Basic)!

nThe change was not as Ye Lingchen expected. The skill name did not undergo a major change, with only an additional word.

nThe forms had no obvious changes as well, only some additional breathing adjustments during the practice process.

nAs for the difference, he could only find out when practicing.

nHe quickly got off the bed to wash up.

nRight after that, he hurried to his usual martial arts practice spot.

nFollowing the Arhat’s Fist Force practice methods Ye Lingchen changed his breathing pattern with each of his fists. Sometimes three shallow breaths with one deep breath, sometimes nine shallow breaths and one deep breath.

nHe did not notice any obvious changes in the first round, but Ye Lingchen did not give up. He went on with the second round, third round…

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