Logan Grant opened his own status panel.
【Logan Grant (Mirror Master): Age: Ten】
【Cultivation: Foundation Establishment, First Stage, Complete Mastery! Evaluation: Zero-star, Ordinary】
【Source Power: 0 points】
【Techniques: 【Basic Fist and Kick】 (Level 5) 【Basic Blade Technique】 (Level 3) 【Tiger Roar Fist】 (Level 1) 【Xingyi Fist】 (Level 3)】
【Item: A broken wooden blade】
【Combat Power: Eight】
“Huh? It actually displays levels just like in a game? Is it because I didn’t meet the display conditions before?”
Logan Grant was surprised—it actually showed levels just like a game. Zero-star skills max out at level ten, one-star skills at level fifteen. For an ordinary person, it takes ten years to master even a single zero-star skill, and raising a one-star skill is even more daunting.
“My combat power has actually more than doubled! And all I did was get familiar with Xingyi Fist! The experience of a grandmaster really is extraordinary!”
Logan Grant couldn’t help but be shocked!
Chapter 0006: Yuan Python Swallowing Star Record!
In the depths of winter, heavy snow blanketed the mountains and forests, turning the entire Daming Mountain into a vast expanse of white, with birds and beasts nowhere to be seen.
The rising morning sun brought not a trace of warmth, and the bone-chilling wind stripped the last leaves from the trees in the forest.
On the outskirts of Daming Mountain, in a forest five li from Gu Family Village, Logan Grant wore coarse clothes and stood in snow up to his knees, slowly practicing Xingyi Fist.
Logan Grant's left foot plowed the ground like an iron plow, while his right foot suddenly kicked off, his right fist shooting out in one smooth motion. His whole body was like a bow drawn to its limit, and his right fist was like an arrow released from the string.
“Puff!”
The force of his punch sent snow flying high into the air as Logan Grant executed a “Cannon Fist.”
“Pa!”
A crisp sound rang out in the air.
Compared to three months ago, when he was injured by Owen Grant, his body had grown a bit taller and now had a steadiness like an immovable mountain.
“The effect of Xingyi Fist in strengthening the muscles and bones is even better than Tiger Roar Fist!”
Logan Grant felt completely relaxed, his muscles tingling, his bones cracking. He could even feel his muscles, bones, and internal organs constantly transforming and growing stronger, his skin tightening, and his pores shrinking!
“Foundation Establishment, Second Stage—skin tough as a drum! If I had enough meat, I could break through in ten days and gain the strength of an ox!”
Logan Grant was in high spirits.
With a leap, he grabbed a branch and, with a few agile movements, reached the treetop. Not even a bit of snow fell from the trunk during the whole process!
“In my previous life, I was always struggling to make a living. Working overtime every night, my sub-healthy body would be out of breath after just a few steps! How could I have ever felt this free and easy!”
Logan Grant gazed into the distance at Daming Mountain, the world a vast expanse of white, draped in silver! His heart felt boundless!
……
Logan Grant sped through the forest, covering five li in a flash.
“Auntie!”
“Uncle!”
“Up so early, what a good kid!”
Stepping through the gates of Gu Family Village, he jogged all the way to the training ground. Whenever he saw uncles and aunties up early cooking or exercising, he would greet them. With Lucas Grant gravely ill, the villagers had helped out a lot, and Logan Grant remembered it all, deeply grateful.
A few days ago, heavy snow had sealed the mountains, so the hunting team couldn’t go out. On the training ground, hundreds of strong men were doing their morning exercises.
Some were practicing fist techniques, some wielding long spears, some demonstrating blade techniques, and others lifting stone locks to build strength! The whole place was bustling!
“Shaoshang!”
“What took you so long!”
“I got here earlier than you today!”
Logan Grant arrived at the platform in the southeast corner, where more than a dozen kids were already practicing Tiger Roar Fist together.
“I got up early to chop a bundle of firewood, so I’m late.”
Logan Grant smiled slightly and joined the group. He especially loved this kind of life, where the whole village was like one big family—something he’d never experienced in his previous life.
Time passed for about half an hour, and once all the village youths had arrived, Owen Grant stood on the platform in a black robe, half open to reveal his dark chest hair.
Seeing the youths lined up neatly, Owen Grant nodded slightly. “The Tiger Roar Army granted me a year’s leave, and eight months have already passed! You’re all basically familiar with Tiger Roar Fist now. All that’s left is diligent practice—there’s no other way!”
Owen Grant’s voice was loud as he stretched out his arm, pointing with thick fingers.
“Logan Grant!”
“Ethan Grant!”
“Noah Grant!”
“Mason Grant!”
“You four, step forward!” Owen Grant called out four names, and all eyes turned to them with envy. These four had all broken through the Foundation Establishment stage and were the best among the youths. Ethan Grant had even reached the second stage!
The four stepped out of the line.
“You four! Pair up and spar! The winner gets a reward from me!” Owen Grant crossed his arms over his chest, face expressionless.
“Logan Grant, I challenge you!” Noah Grant, round-faced and slightly chubby, sneered.
Noah Grant was fourteen, Mason Grant’s older brother, and the oldest among the youths.
He often clashed with Logan Grant, because years ago, when Lucas Grant’s wife was gravely injured and needed to gather herbs in the mountains, she was accompanied by her best friend Adam Grant, who was Noah Grant’s father.
In the end, Adam Grant died in the mountains, and Noah Grant’s mother died of grief. Even though Lucas Grant had secretly supported the two brothers for years, it couldn’t change Noah Grant’s hatred for them.
Logan Grant frowned and said nothing.