[High Martial Arts + System + Feel-Good Power Fantasy + Invincible Protagonist + Everyday Life]
Ten years into the spiritual qi revival, the martial arts hierarchy had become completely entrenched. Ordinary people with neither talent nor money for resources could spend their whole lives without ever reaching the threshold of becoming a martial artist. Chen Xian was the perfect example of someone at the bottom: a struggling student in the martial arts department of a third-rate university, stuck at 99 on his qi-and-blood reading for an entire year. After training desperately until he gave up in despair, he graduated and became a lackey running errands. He rented a ten-square-meter basement room. His father had broken his back years ago, but couldn't afford physical therapy. His mother worked as a cleaner, and in winter her fingers froze until they festered. The girlfriend he'd been dating for three years thought he was pathetic because he couldn't even afford a 300-yuan qi-and-blood pill. She dumped him for the rich heir of a prominent family who had just become a First-Rank martial artist. Then the guy threw two thousand yuan at him to humiliate him: “A useless loser like you will never amount to anything. You're not worth holding me back.”
Just as Chen Xian was losing all hope, he awakened the [Everyday Martial Arts Critical Hit System]. Any everyday action could trigger a critical hit multiplier of 1 to 100,000, directly converting into qi and blood, martial skills, and talent. Half an hour on a shared bike perfected his movement technique. A trip to the market with his mother triggered a ten-thousand-fold critical hit, pushing his qi and blood past 100,000. After mopping his rental, his basic boxing technique reached mastery.
Before the National Martial Arts Tournament, everyone laughed at him for wandering around sightseeing every day and said he'd surely lose. In the final, he punched a prodigy from a prominent family, who had trained hard for ten years, flying across the arena. The defeated fighter broke down and demanded, “How are you stronger than me when all you do is eat hot pot and climb Huangshan?” Chen Xian scratched his head. “Oh, I chewed tripe a little too hard just now, triggered a critical hit, and gained 200,000 qi and blood. Sorry about that.”
The rich heir who had humiliated him showed up with his whole family to take revenge, only to have his arm broken and be forced to kneel and pay five million. A professor from Jinghua Martial Arts University who had looked down on him chased after him, trying to give him a mansion and a ten-million-yuan scholarship. Even the city's cool, beautiful martial arts association president started bringing him breakfast.
