104: After kicking down the roof, two positive skills will randomly drop?

In front of Lin Pei, Monk had been maintaining that lunge squat for a long time.

Looking closely, his stance wasn't stable; his legs were trembling.

Bean-sized drops of sweat rolled down from his bald forehead.

Lin Pei didn't understand.

Why Master Monk suddenly started an immersive horse stance, even more sudden than his own sudden immersion in memorizing lines.

And by the looks of it, Master Monk was clearly exhausted.

Lin Pei leaned over and delivered a finishing blow.

"Master Monk, you said it yourself just now, you're responsible for fixing the ceiling."

Thus, Master Monk's sweat slowly began to flow from his eyes.

As the number one in the Dragon Kingdom's martial arts world, he had actually been insta-killed by this Young Man in front of him?

Is this Young Man even human? He's so freaking terrifying!

But he was in his prime; to break through a ceiling that high, there should still be hope before he died, right?

While he was stammering, there was a "clatter" sound as the soccer ball fell from high above.

Passing through the hole in the ceiling, it returned the way it came and landed in front of him.

Monk's small eyes widened until they were almost as large as Zhao Wei's.

His legs gave way, and he collapsed directly to the ground.

Holy crap.

He had been squatting here for a century, and only now did the ball fall?

Did it take a trip to Mars and back?

Is this kid's foot a rocket launcher?

Now he wouldn't have a chance to take back the number one spot until he died... Uh, he did the math; even if he lived another five hundred years and practiced twenty-five hours a day without stopping, it wouldn't be enough.

This kid simply isn't human!

Monk burst into tears instantly, feeling a wave of grievance.

"Is fixing the ceiling very expensive?"

"But This Poor Monk is very poor..."

Lin Pei offered some comfort.

"It's alright, Master Monk."

"My second brother is a very good person; he'll definitely agree to give you an advance on your salary."

Stephen Chow saw the ball and was stunned into a frenzy again for a while.

Hearing his name, he snapped out of it just in time.

"No problem, Master Monk."

"Since my big brother has spoken, I'll give you an advance on your salary to fix the ceiling right away."

"However, the repair costs probably won't be low; I'm not sure if it'll be enough."

Monk's vision went dark.

The main reason he agreed to come down the mountain for Stephen Chow this time was that he had always liked watching Stephen Chow's movies, and he wanted to earn some cigarette money on the side.

As a result, on the first day of class, all the money was advanced to fix the ceiling?

What a disaster!

But since Stephen Chow was willing to help, he was still grateful.

"Benefactor, thank you."

"Actually, I've been following your work for many years."

Stephen Chow touched his hair.

His charm and talent were indeed invincible; even a Shaolin High Monk was his fan.

"Ah hahaha, Master Monk, don't mention it."

"So that means you've seen all my movies."

Monk nodded.

"Of course."

"I've watched things like 'The Grandmaster', 'Ashes of Time', and '2046' until I'm sick of them!"

Everyone was dazed; could a Shaolin High Monk watch these kinds of movies?

The corner of Stephen Chow's mouth twitched.

Damn it, not a single one of those is my movie.

They all seem to be Old Wang's from next door.

"Master Monk, is there something wrong with your eyes?"

Monk touched his forehead again, looking a bit embarrassed.

"You even saw through that. To tell you the truth, This Poor Monk is colorblind."

Stephen Chow was helpless.

"Master, I don't think you're colorblind; you're face-blind!"

...Just now, everyone had also been dazed by the ball that had been flying outside for who knows how long before falling back down.

It took a long time for everyone to snap out of it.

"Holy crap, did you guys notice? That ball actually fell back through that same hole."

"Duh, where else would it fall? There aren't any other holes."

"No, no, that's not what I mean. I'm saying this proves that when Big Brother kicked the ball, he kicked it straight up without the slightest deviation; otherwise, the ball wouldn't have fallen back."

"Got it. So it means Big Brother not only kicks hard, but his control over the direction is also extremely precise."

"True. The key is that a century has passed and the ball just came back; it feels like he almost kicked it out of Earth's orbit. With this kind of leg power, Big Brother is truly awesome!"

"And with this, they're still not sending Big Brother to compete? I heard there's an international soccer match next door where the Dragon Kingdom is playing against the Japanese Team. We already lost the first game, and the result was miserable—it ended 0-7..."

"..."

...While everyone was whispering, Lin Pei went back to immersively memorizing his lines.

After memorizing it a few times and constantly questioning himself "Ghost Shadow what Hand," "what Grappling Hand," and "what Shadow Grappling," Lin Pei blankly slapped his forehead.

Hiss!

The system upgrades his hands, his feet, and his muscles every day.

But isn't what he needs to upgrade most his brain?

Why does it feel like after his body was upgraded, his brain got even worse?

Is it true that when the limbs are more developed, the mind becomes simpler?

Just as he was thinking, a sound suddenly rang in his ear.

[Ding...]

[Detection of a change in the host's popularity value. Randomly refreshing a new skill for the host...]

Lin Pei could hardly believe it.

Did the system sense his request and come to provide timely help?

Brain?

Is it coming to upgrade his brain?

[Detection of the host's strong demand. This skill is a positive skill...]

??

Lin Pei narrowed his eyes.

So the system actually knows that it usually gives out those shitty underworld skills?

[This skill is the upgraded version of Kick, Kick, Kick You to Death... Kick Like a Thousand Catties...]

...Lin Pei was stunned.

Isn't this still the "Kick, Kick, Kick You to Death" skill?

How is it positive?

Besides, he didn't want to upgrade his feet anymore.

He wanted to upgrade his brain.

"System, let me interrupt."

"Can I change it?"

[Ding... Replying to host: no...]

Lin Pei felt like his world was turning black.

"Fine."

"Then tell me, where is the 'positive' part of this upgraded skill?"

[Next, introducing the leg power upgrade skills to the host.]

[Upgrade Skill 1 - Disease-Curing Kick.]

[For those with chronic ailments, as long as the host gives them a few kicks, the disease will be cured instantly, and they will feel energetic all over.]

Lin Pei raised an eyebrow.

So magical.

It sounds pretty good.

But even if he dared to kick, others wouldn't let him, right?

[Upgrade Skill 2 - Detoxifying Kick.]

[For those who are heavily poisoned, as long as the host gives them a few kicks, the toxins will be cleared immediately, and they will return to normal.]

Hiss... This... it really does seem positive, similar to Skill 1 above.

But again.

He might dare to kick, but others wouldn't let him.

[However, when using these two skills, the host must take note.]

[Since this is the upgraded version of "Kick Like a Thousand Catties," the host must ensure the patient is not kicked to death before using it.]

Lin Pei nodded.

He still knew how to control his strength.

He just didn't know what everyone's tolerance level was.

After obtaining two positive skills that he considered useless, Lin Pei sighed and asked the system solemnly.

"System, do you have any skills to enhance brainpower?"