Fa Biao De Wo Niu

Chapter 39 Pauper Plus Sickly Seedling

Chapter 1 Getting Stronger

Emerging from the game, Nie Yan immediately began an intense and rhythmic workout: resistance training, squats, boxing, fighting techniques, reaction drills. He repeated each set of movements ten times, replenishing his energy every five minutes, mainly with nutrient solution.

Thirty-kilogram squats. With thirty kilograms strapped to his body, his legs immediately felt heavy.

Besides punching power, fighting also required a lot of leg strength.

Hands behind his head, he squatted down and stood up again, once, twice, three times. Before long, sweat started to bead on Nie Yan's back. After twenty repetitions, he felt almost completely drained. He consumed some nutrient solution, rested for two minutes, and continued with his second set of squats.

After resting for a while, his physical strength gradually recovered, and his fatigue vanished.

'After being reborn, this body's recovery ability is quite good. Such great physical qualities absolutely can't be wasted,' Nie Yan couldn't help but think.

Gradually, Nie Yan seemed to get used to the weight on his legs. He added five kilograms and picked up a book on mechanical dynamics, holding it in his hands while squatting.

Nie Yan's training pushed him almost to his physical limit, but he still gritted his teeth and persevered.

"The combined application of lever arms and moments in machines, the calculation of current intensity—problems I couldn't understand before are so simple now." Nie Yan scribbled in the book, quickly writing down a line of words. A difficult current intensity calculation problem was quickly solved.

Although his body was tired, his brain was exceptionally active.

Having been reborn, and having experienced a lonely and helpless previous life, Nie Yan knew even better how hard-won his current happy life was. He wanted everyone around him to be happy, and he wanted to become stronger, whether in the game or in reality, in economic ability or in personal combat skills, so that he would have enough ability to protect everything he had.

"Cao Xu, if you still refuse to let us go in this life, then I will make you die!" Nie Yan's face was covered in frost as he added another five kilograms and sped up the frequency of his squats.

"One, two, three, four, five..."

The sound of Nie Yan's heavy breathing echoed in the room.

Love for family and hatred for enemies were two of the most extreme emotions. When they appeared in a person, they often unleashed endless potential, and now, Nie Yan was dominated by these two emotions.

"Sixty-nine... eighty-six..." Nie Yan's physical strength had reached its limit. Only his willpower was controlling his body. The weight on his body made it hard to breathe, and he let out a muffled roar, "One hundred!"

Nie Yan unleashed the greatest strength in his body, and with the forty kilograms on his body, he stood up shakily. The moment he straightened his body, he felt all the strength in his body drain away. A strong feeling of fatigue surged up, and he fell backward.

"Huff, reached my limit." Nie Yan lay on his back on the floor, panting incessantly, his muscles aching.

Even with his muscles extremely fatigued, he could still feel the soreness slowly diminishing.

After lying on the ground for five minutes, Nie Yan got up again. The fatigue had lessened a lot, and he stretched his limbs.

"Maybe I should go test my pull, squat, and punch power," Nie Yan thought.

This was an era of universal fitness. Almost every citizen had practiced some martial arts techniques like taekwondo and freestyle fighting. Martial arts gyms were everywhere, and these gyms often had experts teaching. They were equipped with a large number of fitness equipment and machines, just like gyms, and charged a certain fee per hour for using them. Modern people worked short hours, and in their spare time, they liked to come here to exercise. If you hadn't learned a few moves, you'd be looked down upon. If men knew a few fighting moves, it was much easier to pick up girls, not to mention that there were often some extremely hot babes showing up in martial arts gyms.

In his previous life, Nie Yan had also been crazy, wild, and dissolute. Especially when his father's career was successful, he was a complete纨绔子弟 (wan ku zi di - good-for-nothing son of a wealthy family), frequenting all kinds of places, and not forgetting to go to martial arts gyms to pick up those extremely hot babes, occasionally even having a one-night stand or something. At that time, he was truly filthy and不堪 (bu kan - unbearable), only Xie Yao was the only pure land in his mind. Later, his father's career suffered a crushing defeat, and he finally repented, but it was already too late.

In his previous life, when he had money to go to martial arts gyms, he never thought about practicing martial arts, only about picking up girls. In this life, his state of mind was completely different.

Nie Yan walked towards the nearest martial arts gym. Lin's Martial Arts Gym was opened by the father of one of Nie Yan's classmates, but Nie Yan didn't have much of a liking for that classmate. He hoped he wouldn't run into her when he entered the gym.

Lin's Martial Arts Gym wasn't considered big, but it was a standalone building and the decoration was quite good. All kinds of equipment were available, and it was said to be quite well-known in the neighborhood.

Nie Yan stepped into Lin's Martial Arts Gym, looked down at the bar, and a familiar figure came into view. Damn, why was she working the cash register today!

The cashier at the bar was Lin Jia. Speaking of which, he and Lin Jia could be said to have some缘分 (yuan fen - fate), living not far from each other. They were classmates in elementary school, middle school, and high school. She was also good-looking, and was the class beauty in middle school, but in high school, it wasn't her turn anymore. In Nie Yan's opinion, Lin Jia and Xie Yao were incomparable. One was barely considered pretty, while the other was beautiful and moving. Nie Yan was indeed infatuated with Lin Jia for a while in middle school, and even wrote her love letters, but Lin Jia rejected him. Later, Lin Jia publicized everywhere that Nie Yan had a crush on her, which made Nie Yan feel very embarrassed. Until he transferred schools in the second year of high school, Nie Yan hadn't gotten rid of this shadow.

As Nie Yan grew up, he gradually understood that Lin Jia was a vain person, and wouldn't be with a poor kid like him. Later, Nie Yan turned from a poor kid to a纨绔子弟 (wan ku zi di - good-for-nothing son of a wealthy family), Lin Jia looked for Nie Yan, spent a night with Nie Yan, and Nie Yan gave her 300,000 yuan. That woman was considered sensible, took the 300,000 yuan and left, and never bothered Nie Yan again.

Nie Yan didn't want to think about that little broken matter from back then anymore.

Nie Yan turned around and wanted to leave, but then he thought, he was already in his twenties, why bother with such a little girl. Besides, he was about to transfer schools, and wouldn't have any contact with this woman in the future, so why hide?

"Boss, give me a card, two hours." Nie Yan put fifty yuan on the bar.

Nie Yan's voice was still somewhat familiar to Lin Jia. Lin Jia looked up and saw that it was Nie Yan, and showed a look of disgust, waving her hand and saying, "Are you here to find me? I'm busy." In Lin Jia's heart, Nie Yan was no different from a buzzing fly.

Lin Jia did have some looks, her cheeks were still smooth, her eyebrows were painted with curved eyeliner, matching her watery eyes, making her look a little妖艳 (yao yan - enchanting). She was wearing a silk dress, and a large expanse of white skin was exposed at the neckline.

In Nie Yan's current view, Lin Jia was just a little girl who knew how to dress up a little. Back in middle school, he was really blind to have taken a fancy to Lin Jia. After a few class reunions, he found that there were many girls who were prettier than Lin Jia. It was just that Lin Jia at the time was better at dressing up and putting on makeup than her peers, and could only fool middle and high school students.

"I want a two-hour gym card," Nie Yan glanced at Lin Jia indifferently.

"Nie Yan, I've already made it clear to you, don't pester me. With your skinny appearance, you're still coming to the gym..." Lin Jia sneered, and threw a card to Nie Yan.

This woman watched too many Hong Kong and Taiwan dramas, Nie Yan didn't bother to entangle with this woman, picked up the gym card and walked towards the inside of Lin's Martial Arts Gym.

Lin Jia still wanted to say something, but Nie Yan had already turned his head and left, leaving her only a back view. Some words were swallowed back, and she said sarcastically, "His family owes five or six hundred thousand, a poor ghost, a bunch of relatives come to the door to collect debts every day, his parents don't know where they're hiding, and he still has the leisure to come to the gym."

Lin Jia's harsh words fell into Nie Yan's ears. Nie Yan was slightly angry in his heart. If it was him back in high school, he would probably have rushed up already, but now, he was already twenty-eight years old, and it wasn't worth arguing with a snobbish teenager.

Lin Jia looked at Nie Yan's leaving back, and had an illusion that Nie Yan was much stronger than before.

"How is that possible? This guy is a well-known weakling in the class, and takes leave at the slightest provocation," Lin Jia showed a mocking expression.

"Lin Jia, who was that person?" A young man in his twenties with dyed yellow hair walked to Lin Jia's side and asked.

"That's one of my classmates. Our class's 'top student', third in cultural course rankings!" Lin Jia showed a charming smile as soon as she saw Bao Wei coming over.