Your Fist Against Your Pride

You had the engine. I learned how to make fuel.” Outside, Lu received confirmation of his qualifier registration. Silver text followed. [Copied ability expires at midnight.] [High-quality use produced a MUSCLE ECHO. Explosive Power retention: 1.7%.] So the gift was not limited to one day. If he understood it deeply enough, fragments of genius could become his own. Su Wanqing waited by the door. The club's rehabilitation specialist had been the only person to check Lu's wrist when Han fell. “Beautiful punch,” she said, tossing him an ice pack. “It also sprained your wrist and reopened an intercostal strain. Keep training this way and you'll copy yourself into a corpse before the qualifier.” “You believe it wasn't luck?”