Chapter 10 10: Reaching A Milestone Of 300 Pounds
Yoze ate till his stomach was on the verge of bursting and cultivated the exercise needed to speed up digestion. Using the Big Golem Cultivation method allowed Yoze to quickly gain weight and even shed his fat. When Yoze flexed his muscles he gained an aura that he was a wall of muscle.
Yoze followed a pattern of eating, exercising, and practicing Twin Fists all through the night. When Yoze opened his eyes as he digested his last pounds of food and converted it to muscle.
[Name: Yoze]
[Age: 21 years]
[Talents: Literature Comprehension(Grade 3), Martial Arts Comprehension (Grade 3), Body Cultivation (Grade 5), Fist Arts(Grade 6), Movements(Grade 3)]
[Techniques: Twin Fists (Rank 3: 99%), Big Golem(Level 2: 0%)]
[Talent Mark: 1]
Yoze smiled as he felt the energy and power flowing through his body. He felt that he could destroy anything that stood in his way.
"Let's keep the good vibes going. I will reach the peak of Twin Fists tonight!"
"Whoosh Whoosh Whoosh Whoosh..."
Each of Yoze's punches seemed to contain the power of a lion. Yoze was surprised at how much more power was contained in his punches from just gaining one more pound of muscle. Yoze was sure that if he now fought against himself before his breakthrough he would have crushed him.
"A single pound makes a world of a difference."
Yoze felt his confidence in his choice to travel the martial arts path strength soar. As Yoze sent a wind-breaking punch he felt that the air didn't hold him back as much. It was a slight amount but after 69 punches the energy he saved was enough to send one more.
"Boom!"
Unlike the gush of wind that followed his other punches, Yoze's final punch broke through the speed of sound and created a loud sonic boom that shook the forest residents.
Yoze lowered his trembling arm and smiled as he knew he had done it. He had reached the absolute peak of Twin Fists. His first martial arts technique.
[Name: Yoze]
[Age: 21 years]
[Talents: Literature Comprehension(Grade 3), Martial Arts Comprehension (Grade 3), Body Cultivation (Grade 5), Fist Arts(Grade 6), Movements(Grade 3)]
[Techniques: Twin Fists (Rank 3: 100%), Big Golem(Level 2: 0%)]
[Talent Mark: 1]
Yoze soaked in his achievement before packing up and going home. There was no point in him staying in the forest any longer; he couldn't train his cultivation method since he had used all his food and his Twin Fists had reached perfection.
When Yoze arrived back at the inn he and his father were staying at for the past 9 months. He returned to the sound of creaking wood that was on the brink of breaking.
"I'm too heavy."
Since Yoze and his father lived on the second floor, the inn owner refused to let Yoze go to his room. He was very likely to break through the floorboards and fall into the room below.
Yoze rented another room on the bottom floor since he didn't want to be bothered with trying to find another inn at the moment and pushed to do it the next day.
The next day as Yoze was at the Martial Court Yard watching the martial artist's practice, he was summoned by the Martial Court Yard assistant director.
"The Assistant Director George has summoned me?" Yoze was surprised but still followed the order since according to the record he was the Martial Court Yard's Advisor. He had to place everything he was doing aside and go to the summoning.
When Yoze arrived at the meeting room that he had gone to whenever they were preparing for the fake investigations he saw that beside assistant director George, who was as much a martial art enthusiasts as Yoze, was a teen man wearing clothes so expensive that he didn't want to think how long he would have to save to afford it.
The teenage man seemed to be upset as he was firing some spicy language at Assistant director George.
"This kid must be important."
Yoze thought as he remembered that Assistant director George had a fiery temperament. During one of the investigations, one of the Martial Artists who was acting as living decorations was so bad that even the investigators who didn't care to ask questions began to start taking more notes.
So Assistant director George immediately walked up to the martial artist and broke one of his arms in front of the investigator. Making up the excuse that he was slacking on his training and needed to be punished.
To make Assistant director George not retaliate and be forced to smile while nodding his head meant that he didn't dare upset the youth in front of him.
With an important person in the presence of the Assistant Director and his unusual summoning. Yoze put them together and thought that this summoned had to do with this teenager.
"Yoze you're finally here." Assistant director George sighed with relief.
"Jackie, this man is Yoze one of the CourtYards scholars. Any questions that you have about the city or the courtyard you can ask him."
Yoze understood that he was being made a scapegoat to take this troublesome individual off the hands of the courtyard and couldn't help but curse his luck.
"Finally, why did this scholar have the gall to make me wait so long?" Jackie frowned as he didn't see the so-called scholar.
"Where is he? Is he hiding behind this martial artist?"
"Cough, I am scholar Yoze at your service." Recognizing that the young boy had mistaken him for a martial artist and not a scholar, Yoze coughed and gave an introduction.
"You're a scholar?" Jackie's eyes flew open as a surprise was visible on his face. He looked at Yoze and then at Assistant director George and couldn't tell which one of them fit the category of being a martial artist more between two.
It wasn't surprising that Yoze wasn't recognized as a scholar. Scholars are usually either fat or skinny since they view martial arts in a poor light. In their point of view, martial arts was just a fancy way of using force to get what they want.
"Yes, "
"I can understand why George and father said that I could travel without bodyguards." Jackie turned around and looked at Assistant director George with a look of betrayal.
"How am I going to be able to escape to be on my own?" Jackie thought with frustration.
"Yoze, accompany the director's son around the city and answer any question he asks. Make sure you don't lose sight of him." Assistant director George left as soon as he finished giving an order.
"He's the director's son, that solves the reason why Assistant director George is so charitable."