Daily Evolution from Mastering Tai Chi-Chapter 87: Six Hormone Levels Off the Charts

Chapter 87: Chapter 87: Six Hormone Levels Off the Charts

Wang Ye reclined on the hospital bed, dressed in a blue and white hospital gown,

his right knee wrapped in layers of thick bandages to stop the bleeding and keep it in place.

At first glance, it seemed like he had suffered a serious injury.

But in fact, the injury on his knee had already completely healed by the time it was bandaged, without even leaving a trace of a scar. Luckily, the hospital was efficient and treated him promptly, otherwise, he would have completely recovered...

Wang Ye held his phone, scrolling through videos of the Shenzhen Marathon on Douyin.

He found that most of them were videos of himself running despite the injury, crossing the finish line, winning, and breaking the record.

The comments section underneath were mostly filled with praise for Wang Ye’s perseverance, sportsmanship, and other qualities. The trending keywords about this marathon even made it onto Weibo’s trending list and Douyin’s hot list.

Since Wang Ye’s Douyin account, Qi Refining Brother, was already public knowledge, many people drawn by the trending videos naturally followed his account Qi Refining Stage Cultivator. During these three or four hours of hype, the followers on the Qi Refining Stage Cultivator account skyrocketed, ultimately surpassing 1 million.

The likes on various videos also rapidly increased.

The audiences were amazed, frequently leaving shocked remarks in the comments section—what could be more exciting than seeing an athlete who breaks the marathon world record also practice the hidden weapons martial arts?

At the same time, the video of him practicing Tai Chi in Lizhi Park was also dug up.

Even those unfamiliar with it could see how impressive Wang Ye’s Tai Chi was from the video. Although the depth of his power was unknown, it was certainly more impressive than Ma Baoguo.

All these factors combined with Wang Ye’s account name Qi Refining Stage Cultivator, creating a strong sense of disbelief among viewers.

The nonsensical title "Immortal Emperor reborn" was thoroughly pinned on Wang Ye.

Wang Ye casually checked his account’s backend.

The purchase volume of the products in his store was also soaring at an astonishing rate.

The estimated commission exceeded 100,000.

Moreover, he won a significant prize for breaking the world record and received support from the "National Speed Competition" incentive program, earning 10,000 yuan for every second of the record he broke. He broke the record by 500 seconds, which translated to a 5 million yuan prize. It is foreseeable that his liquid assets should soon reach several millions to nearly ten million.

In this society with a vast disparity between the rich and the poor, this sum is not excessively large nor small. It seems like a huge amount, but in a first-tier city like Shenzhen, it might only be enough to buy a home in full.

However, if he deposits all this money and moves to a small town, the interest alone would be sufficient to ensure he lives comfortably for life.

Wang Ye put down his phone, rested his hands behind his head, and gazed out the hospital window, looking very relaxed.

"Having money is really great."

He plans to use this money to improve his parents’ living environment, buy them some necessities, clothing, furniture, etc. Although this amount can’t repay the full 20 years of upbringing, now that he has money, he should at least try to make his parents’ lives better.

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Wang Ye hadn’t rested for long,

when a doctor from the neighboring clinic came over again to take him for a few examinations.

These examinations involved blood tests, ultrasounds, etc., to check various indicators and physical fitness.

Although these were simple tests, completing each one was quite time-consuming.

By the time Wang Ye finished all the physical examinations, it was already two in the afternoon.

At this point, the Shenzhen Marathon had already awarded the prizes and wrapped up. The top competitors in the race had also been taken for anti-doping urine tests. Since the hospital Wang Ye stayed at was a top-tier hospital that met the competition’s anti-doping standards, after his physical examination, he conveniently had a urine test for doping. The hospital’s results would be directly sent to the Shenzhen Marathon Organizing Committee, saving him the trouble of going for a separate urine test.

After this,

it was about three in the afternoon.

Wang Ye lay on the hospital bed, eating eight servings of takeout while waiting for the examination results.

After a long time,

two doctors with a stack of examination sheets came into Wang Ye’s ward. After seeing the examination results, they were so surprised that they couldn’t close their mouths. Clearly, they were extremely shocked by the results.

The examination sheets showed that Wang Ye’s various data were exceedingly above standard. Resting heart rate 19, ejection fraction 100%. The volume of his internal organs was 50% larger than that of normal people. Among six sex hormones, two were off the charts, especially testosterone far exceeding the average, meaning he had muscles much stronger than those of ordinary people, overall looking just like a humanoid beast.

"No wonder he could break the world record, this physique... it’s simply Superman!"

"From the examination results, your body is naturally born for athletics."

"Mr. Wang Ye, I can tell you with great certainty that your body is incredibly healthy, healthier than anyone else’s, just needing some rest after the competition."

"Got it, thank you."

Wang Ye nodded in gratitude. Only then did the two doctors shake their heads in disbelief and leave the ward.

After finishing the takeout in front of him, Wang Ye curled back into the blanket, ready to sleep for a while.

The two doctors were right, the marathon indeed took a great toll on him.

Not just the wear on muscles and bones.

But also the wear on his spirit and will.

A marathon lasting nearly two hours requires maintaining the limits of physical energy and staying at the brink of will throughout the course. This kind of wear on willpower cannot be cured by any medicine but can only be gradually self-repaired through long-term cultivation of body and mind.

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At this time.

In the Shenzhen Tai Chi Association.

Xiao Yun rushed into Wan Zonghua’s office door, holding a stack of printed event photos with a bang.

Wan Zonghua was startled by the noise.

"Found it! Found it! Found traces of the little master!"

"Where did you find it?"

"In...at the marathon field, he won the championship..."

"?????"

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