Bright Sword: Li, Keep Bragging and I'll Be Flying to the Heavens

Zhao Gang woke up one morning to find that he had transmigrated to the War of Resistance against Japan.

Fortunately, he activated the Strongest Boasting System. Whenever someone bragged, he could claim all kinds of rewards.

So Zhao Gang spent every day listening to Old Li boast about himself.

Old Li: Lao Zhao, I'm not bragging, but you can't hold a candle to me when it comes to drinking. They call me a man who can down a thousand cups without getting drunk.

"Ding! Congratulations, Host, you have claimed the skill [Can Drink a Thousand Cups Without Getting Drunk]."

Old Li: Lao Zhao, you're a scholar. You can't compete with me when it comes to knives and guns! I've practiced martial arts since I was a kid. I'm an expert in every style.

"Ding! Congratulations, Host, you have claimed the skills [Wing Chun Grandmaster], [Sanda Master], and [One-Inch Punch Master]."

Old Li: Lao Zhao, there's no way I'll lose to you at shooting! My marksmanship is so accurate I can hit a target a hundred paces away!

"Ding! Congratulations, Host, you have claimed the skill [Perfect Accuracy]."

Old Li and Zhao Gang competed in long-distance running, shooting, hand-to-hand combat, bayonet fighting, and grenade throwing.

In the end, Old Li was thoroughly defeated and accepted his loss. Looking at Zhao Gang, he said:

"Lao Zhao, you're truly a man of both letters and arms!"

Zhao Gang: I'm only a tiny bit better than you, Old Li.