7:05 AM.

Lin Yi got off the bus.

He glanced at the time. ’I’m a little too early today, aren’t I?’

None of the surrounding shops were open yet.

He wondered if the New Star Martial Arts Hall was even open for business.

But since he was here, he decided to go and check.

He had come out so early today for two reasons.

One was to avoid Lin Dazhi.

The moment Lin Dazhi opened his mouth, Lin Yi knew what he was after.

As long as he didn’t move out of that house,

Lin Dazhi would never give up on the idea of making him go out and get a job.

The other reason was that he wanted to come in early and practice the Golden Light Fist.

He had gotten back late last night, and if he had tried to practice, he would have inevitably woken up Lin Dazhi and the others.

That would have just earned him another nagging lecture.

So, he decided to take advantage of his sparring partner job at the Martial Arts Hall today.

He’d try a few sets of the fist form first.

When he arrived outside the Martial Arts Hall, he found the main doors were already open.

Inside, however, it seemed quite deserted; not a single student was coming or going.

Lin Yi pushed the door open and walked in. The same receptionist from yesterday was at the desk.

"Hello, I’m with Coach Yang..."

"Ah! You must be Senior Brother Lin, right? I recognize you! You’re the one who sparred with Senior Brother Zhou Qi yesterday..."

Before Lin Yi could even finish introducing himself,

the receptionist let out a cry of surprise.

Lin Yi scratched his head in embarrassment. ’Have I already become this famous here?’

After a moment, the girl managed to compose herself.

With a bright smile, she said, "Senior Brother Lin, Coach Yang’s training room is empty right now. How about you wait in the lounge for a bit? I can get you a cup of coffee."

"Uh... can I just go in now?"

’It’s better if no one’s there. That way, I won’t be disturbed while I practice.’

The receptionist was slightly taken aback, then nodded quickly. "Of course. Here, I’ll get the elevator for you!"

As she spoke, the receptionist came out from behind the desk.

Card in hand, she went to elevator #3 and swiped it.

The elevator doors opened. Lin Yi nodded with a smile, said his thanks, and the doors slowly closed.

With a soft DING, the elevator doors opened.

Lin Yi stepped out. The vast training room was completely empty, without a soul in sight.

The receptionist had told him how to turn on the lights and where the switches were.

A moment later, all the lights in the training room were on.

The previously dim space was instantly flooded with bright light.

Lin Yi scanned the training room. It was indeed massive.

It could easily accommodate three to five hundred people without any issue.

Moreover, it was fully equipped with all kinds of training equipment.

There was even a machine to measure Qi and Blood...

Not that any of this was useful to Lin Yi.

He didn’t need a machine to measure his Qi and Blood; he could just open his personal panel and see it.

After changing into his Martial Arts Uniform, Lin Yi found an open space.

He focused his mind, meditating on the mnemonic verses for the Golden Light Fist from the diary.

Then, he entered a state of [Absolute Focus].

Lin Yi began to practice the fist form.

His movements were slow at first, then gradually picked up speed.

This whole process took less than five minutes.

As time went on, his fist technique grew sharper and more incisive, each punch letting out a crisp CRACK.

From unfamiliar to proficient.

And from proficient to masterful...

The entire process took less than an hour.

And during that hour, Lin Yi barely stopped at all.

Again and again, in his state of [Absolute Focus], it was as if he felt no fatigue whatsoever.

8:15 AM.

Some students began to trickle in.

The first person out of the elevator was Sun Tao.

The moment he stepped out of the elevator,

he spotted Lin Yi in a corner of the training room, dressed in a Martial Arts Uniform, practicing his punches over and over.

The sound of sharp CRACKS echoed through the empty training room.

Sun Tao slowly walked toward Lin Yi.

He was soon captivated by Lin Yi’s fist technique.

He saw that each of Lin Yi’s punches was not only accompanied by a CRACKING sound,

but was also trailed by a faint golden light.

Sun Tao was mesmerized by the technique.

He just stood there, completely forgetting to change into his Martial Arts Uniform.

A few minutes later, there was another DING.

Several more students stepped out of the elevator.

"Holy shit, who’s that? Practicing so early in the morning?"

"Isn’t that Senior Brother Sun Tao?"

The students approached, about to speak to Sun Tao.

But then their attention was also drawn to Lin Yi.

After more than twenty minutes of continuous practice, Lin Yi had now grasped some of the secrets of the Golden Light Fist.

And every punch he threw was now clearly imbued with a golden light.

But he was still in his state of [Absolute Focus].

Completely undisturbed by the people who had appeared around him...

"Senior Brother Sun Tao, that fist technique Senior Brother Lin is using is..."

"Shh, shut up!"

Before the student could finish, Sun Tao whipped his head around and glared at him.

Terrified, the student immediately clamped his mouth shut, not daring to say another word.

Time slowly passed.

More and more students arrived at the Martial Arts Hall.

By now, nearly twenty people were standing with Sun Tao, watching Lin Yi practice.

They all wore the same expression, their mouths slightly agape.

Their gazes were locked firmly on Lin Yi.

It was as if they had all been completely captivated by his fist technique.

At this point, every punch Lin Yi threw carried a golden gleam.

That’s right, it was no longer a faint golden light.

Instead, his fists were wreathed in a golden gleam, giving off an impression of extraordinary power.

This continued until Yang Yong and Zhou Qi stepped out of the elevator.

They saw the students still standing there, not even having changed into their Martial Arts Uniforms.

Every one of them was just standing around, staring at something.

Yang Yong’s anger flared up instantly.

"What are you all doing here? Hurry up and get changed into your Martial Arts Uniforms!"

His furious shout snapped the students back to their senses.

When they saw it was Coach Yang, they quickly averted their eyes and hurried toward the changing rooms.

Once the students had all scattered, Lin Yi, who was still practicing, was exposed to Yang Yong’s line of sight.

When he saw Lin Yi practicing, his fists and feet wreathed in a golden gleam,

Yang Yong was taken aback.

"Coach, what kind of fist technique is Lin Yi using?"

Zhou Qi asked, his face a mask of astonishment.

Yang Yong shook his head. "I’ve never seen it. I see traces of basic fist and leg techniques in it, but it’s not quite that... Just what is this technique?"

Just as he was marveling at Lin Yi’s technique,

Lin Yi suddenly stomped his foot.

A golden gleam rapidly enveloped his entire body.

Before Yang Yong could even figure out what was happening,

the next moment, Lin Yi charged toward a wooden training dummy at incredible speed.

BOOM—

A violent crash echoed through the room.

Yang Yong’s pupils contracted sharply, his face a picture of pure horror.

As for Zhou Qi beside him, and all the other students,

they were so frightened by that last punch that their scalps tingled and a cold chill ran down their spines.

The wooden dummy, as thick as a person’s torso, had been utterly obliterated by Lin Yi’s single punch.

Countless wood chips and splinters scattered across the floor.