Chapter 20: Rebirth

"I hope you've seen me succeding from the heavens..."

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Mo Fan immediately returned to train, this time to practice his Qi control.

After only a hour, he found out that it was much easier than he had expected it to be with his meridians healed: he only had to think about where to move inside of his body the Qi and this would immediately rush to that point! It was as easy as breathing!

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Hours passed and he only got more and more adept at controlling and using the World Energy, but just when he was about to realize something, he was interrupted by the door's bell ringing, meaning that he had a customer to serve. "Sigh... I wish I could just close the shop..."

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"That's a hundred contribuition points, Long Qiao," Mo Fan said as he held a top ordinary grade sword to a blue haired kid.

"You even pretend to be payed now, Mo Fan?" the guy replied as he tried to forcefully take the weapon from his hands, an incredible force not permitting him to do so. "Have you finally gone nuts, Mo Fan?"

"You know that you can't beat me, so hurry up and let my sword go or el-" the blue-haired kid was saying before the golden headed one grabbed his wrists and started squeezing them very tightly.

"I said paid up," Mo Fan looked at him deadly serious as he increased the pressure on his wrists.

"E-ehy, r-release my h-hands immediately or I'll fucking k-kill you!" Long Qiao stammered due to the intense pain.

"You've already disturbed my training so I won't repeat myself again," the golden-haired kid increased the strength of his grip. "Pay up!"

The sound of bones cracking was suddendly emitted from Long Qiao's wrists, together with his squealings. "Ok, ok, I'll pay! Just release my hands! Now!"

"Don't yell. You're making my ears hurt," Mo Fan said, as he released the blue-haired kid's hands. "Now give me my hundred contrubuition points."

"The only thing you're going to receive from me is a punch, you 3rd Tempered Body stage ant!" Long Qiao shouted, throwing a punch at the golden-haired kid's perfect face immediately after the latter had let free his wrists. But his fist didn't even got near the young blacksmith's visage as the latter instantly intercepted it. "Just a couple of hours ago, I wouldn't have been able to do this."

"Qi is really amazing, huh," Mo Fan thought before he threw the blue-haired kid to the other side of the workshop, making even one of the shelves fall.

"What's this dishuman strength? Wasn't he a 3rd Tempered Body stage ant just a couple of weeks ago? How could he surpass me, a 6th Tempered Body stage prodigy, in such a short time?" He thought as he got up, a fist immediately hitting his face and being sent another time against the wall, a further shelf falling down.

"Hey, could you stop destroying my stuff, Long Qiao? You know that you have to pay the damages as well, right?" Mo Fan said while cracking his fists, looking as intimidating as he had ever been.

"Ok, ok, I'll pay you!" The blue haired kid yelled in fear of being hit once again, a drop of blood falling from his mouth as he gave the hundred contribuition points to the golden-haired kid.

Immediately Mo Fan started counting them and, when finished, he looked at the blue-haired kid with a smirk on his face. "Maybe you didn't hear when I said that you have to pay the damages as well."

"So you have to give me another hundred contribuition points" the golden-haired guy said, holding out his hand towards him, waiting for it to be filled with money.

"Here you are, you dipshit!" Long Qiao yelled in raging, throwing the contribuitin points to Mo Fan's waiting hand before hurriedly heading to the exit door. "You won't be so lucky next time!"

He then strongly slammed the door as he left the workshop.

Now nobody was there and the golden-haired kid could express his incredible joy. "Yes! I have finally been paid for my work! And it's two hundred contribuition points! It would have took the old me nearly an entire year of saving to gather this amount!"

"Strength really is the key to everything! I feel like reborn!" Mo Fan excitedly exclaimed before clenching his first. "But if I want this feeling to continue, I have to keep getting stronger!"

And so, he immediately returned to his courtyard where he began another session of intense training.

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Another three hours of training and Mo Fan made great advancements in Qi control, even coming up with some techniques.

The first technique that he invented consisted into making the World Energy inside your body rush to the points you are about to hit someone with in that exact moment. So, at the moment of impact, the strength of the Qi fast movement would be added to that of the attack, boosting this a lot more than to just fill the hand with Qi.

The second technique he came up with permitted him to take less damage from an attack by simply enhancing with the use of Qi the part of the body that was about to get hit.

They were really simple but to Mo Fan they were priceless. He just had to mix those techniques with his martial skills and his strength would reach a new height.

So Mo Fan just continued to train and to train, not stopping in front of even hunger or tiredness.

But since he had been training for nearly three days without stopping, his body couldn't help but collapse into a deep sleep of rest...

...to be continued

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Also, sorry for this chapter's release huge delay but I was occupied with school and so I didn't have enough time to write.

And please if you have any idea on how to name those techniques (even though I would let them without a name as he will use them always, just like a passive skill), I would appreciate if you would help me.

Remember to check my other work "Uniqueness Emperor"