As Chen Feng listened to the teacher pointing out the key points, he quickly flipped through the history book, and related content kept coming to mind, making him completely familiar with the history of this world.

"Damn it, I've already transmigrated to a world of high martial arts, where's my cheat system? Why isn't it showing up yet? Did I transmigrate here to save the world?"

Chen Feng muttered to himself, but no matter how he tried or how he called out to the system in his mind, it was all in vain. No system popped up to answer, which made him feel helpless and wonder if he was the most unsuccessful transmigrator.

Today is March 31, 2025, in the Martial Arts Era. The Great Xia Kingdom's college entrance examination will be held on June 7th and 8th, one day for the written exam and one day for the martial arts exam. There are only a little over sixty days left.

"Students, the next two days are rest days. I hope you can relax appropriately, but don't waste time, after all, the college entrance examination is just around the corner."

When you get home, make sure to review your lessons. Also, don't forget to practice standing meditation for five hours every day. You must persevere to see results, because many of our students are already close to mastering standing meditation.

Although the college entrance examination is approaching, as long as everyone perseveres and breaks through the initial stage of stance training before the exam, raising their Qi and Blood to 10 points and becoming a ninth-rank martial artist, they will have a chance to be admitted to a martial arts university.

When school was over, the homeroom teacher, Old Zhang, kept everyone behind and gave them a long lecture before announcing that school was over. However, he called Chen Feng over.

"Chen Feng, are you alright? Let bygones be bygones. You have to look forward. You have a long road ahead of you. Be strong and keep going." Old Zhang comforted Chen Feng with concern.

"Old Zhang, don't worry, I've made it through. Thank you." Chen Feng smiled and waved to him, then ran off with Zhou Ping.

"That's good. You little brat, what did you call me?" Old Zhang nodded, then shouted loudly.

Chen Feng ran away immediately because he blurted out his usual private nickname for Old Zhang, which indeed angered Old Zhang.

"Brother Feng, what are you planning to do during your two days off? How about going hiking?" Zhou Ping asked as they walked home.

"Didn't Old Zhang tell us to go home and review our lessons? And with five hours of standing meditation every day, where would we find the time to go out and have fun?" Chen Feng shook his head and said.

"Hey, Brother Feng, this doesn't sound like you at all. When did you become so studious? Didn't we agree to lie down and take the liberal arts exam together? Are you secretly working hard to get into a martial arts university?" Zhou Ping said with a smile.

“Brother Ping, I know I’m not good enough, but I dreamt about my parents last night. They told me to try harder, and if it really doesn’t work, then there’s nothing I can do,” Chen Feng said in a deep voice.

“Brother Feng, let’s work hard together. Good brother, no matter what the future holds, there’s no obstacle we can’t overcome together.” Zhou Ping put his arm around Chen Feng’s shoulder to comfort him.

"Thank you, Brother Ping." Chen Feng said, quite moved. After the original owner's parents had their accident, Zhou Ping had always been there to silently accompany and comfort him. This brotherly affection made Chen Feng acknowledge him.

That night, Chen Feng stayed up late, going through all the humanities textbooks. Many memories surfaced, which helped him review and consolidate his knowledge.

At the same time, he also tried standing meditation, boxing, stepping, and sword dancing, reviewing all the basic standing meditation, basic footwork, basic boxing, and basic sword techniques taught at school.

However, the proficiency panel he had been expecting did not appear, leaving him deeply disappointed as he fell into a deep sleep, only to be awakened by a few text message notifications a little after nine the next morning.

"Hey Ping, why don't you sleep in a little longer for beauty sleep? Why are you sending text messages so early in the morning?"

As Chen Feng muttered to himself, he fumbled for his phone on the counter. He opened it and saw three text messages, but none of them were from Zhou Ping; they were notifications from the bank.

"Mr. Chen Feng, 3,500 yuan has been automatically deducted from your account. Please check the details."

"Mr. Chen Feng, you have already repaid the first installment of your mortgage, 3,500 yuan."

"Mr. Chen Feng, your March bank statement has been issued. Please check the details."

Just as Chen Feng saw these text messages, his vision suddenly blurred, and a transparent square appeared in the corner of his eye. The golden finger panel he had been waiting for had finally appeared.

Name: Chen Feng

Qi and Blood: 6.5

Realm: None

Exercise: Basic stance training (beginner 82/100)

Martial Arts: Basic Footwork (Beginner 75/100), Basic Fist Techniques (Beginner 62/100), Basic Sword Techniques (Beginner 38/100)

Skill: Culinary Arts (Minor Success 160/200)

Experience: 3500

Chen Feng was so excited that he jumped out of bed. He had always thought that as a transmigrator, how could he not have a cheat system? It was just that the time hadn't come yet to activate it.

After a moment of excitement, Chen Feng carefully studied the panel, which contained columns such as name, qi and blood, realm, cultivation method, martial arts, skills, and experience.

Among them, the Qi and Blood indicator allows Chen Feng to clearly know his current Qi and Blood level, which is only 6.5, one-third away from 10. However, if he relies solely on his own training, he probably won't be able to break through by the time of the college entrance examination.

However, in the training manual section, Chen Feng's basic stance training is only 18 experience points away from the entry level. I wonder how much Qi and blood he can increase if he improves his stance training to the entry level.

I have mastered all three basic martial arts techniques taught at the school through frequent practice, and I have more than half the experience in basic footwork and basic fist techniques, but only one-third of the experience in basic sword techniques.

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