Pro Wrestling System

Arnold attempted a Moonsault again from the top turnbuckle... This time, he calculated the possible landing spot and made sure he increased the pressure and speed.

After all, improvement only comes with several trials, Arnold had visibly made improvements as he continued practicing.

Diving towards the outside of the ring, this move only took a second. Arnold plunged hard against the two forged humanoid structures outside the ring, causing them to fall flat in an instant.

The pressure under which he dived caused a loud boom around that spot, but there wasn't physical damage to the structures. These things were made with materials that were as hard as tofu, and it was pretty hard for them to be damaged by wrestling attacks in practice.

[90% perfect. You can try again.]

Arnold: "...?"

After such devastating pressure he had applied, it was quite unfortunate that he still didn't hit a hundred percent perfect strike.

He would always feel disappointed, but that wouldn't stop him from making more trials. Since he had achieved unbelievable goals this way, why would he need to be disappointed?

Another Moonsault was delivered...

This time... Well, Arnold did his best to make sure there was a difference.

A better difference.

*Boom*

The two forged humanoid structures were forced to fall yet again after the Moonsault. This time, it was as if Arnold's attack had blown them away.

The pressure was high indeed.

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[94% perfect. Again.]

Arnold nodded without complaining and tried again...

He tried again and again, not taking a second to relax.

The more he tried, the more he advanced. There was always an improvement after every repeat, which gave Arnold the motivation to continue. He had gone too far to give up, and it wasn't as if giving up was a choice now.

After more countless repeats...

[100% perfect! Good job host.]

Arnold smiled at the system's notification and fell on his butt, now deciding to rest. His limbs seemed to hurt, but at the same time, there was a powerful feeling deep inside.

Arnold felt his body becoming more and more flexible than before, his joints as strong as iron. There was a noticeable lightness in his body, making Arnold feel like he had lost weight so strangely.

But the fact was that he hadn't lost weight; he just had gotten enough power not to feel the weight of his body, literally feeling less. After several Moonsaults from the top turnbuckle, this was actually a part of its effect.

To be very good at high-flying moves, one needed to be light-weighted of himself. This was why Arnold managed to make a perfect strike... While he continued to deliver the Moonsault, there was an advance in the progress to make his body lighter than it was to him.

Understanding these and giving a nod, Arnold continued to rest. After a few minutes, they continued the training.

Arnold was urged to practice other skillful moves like the SixOneNine, the Dropkick, the Forearm Punch (Phenomenal Forearm), and some other mind-blowing moves.

Although it lasted for the rest of the day before Arnold was done, he was ready. Every practice took repeats, time, and effort, but the improvement kept increasing, the courage, the strength... It was only a matter of time before Max Fury completed all the practices and perfected all moves.

When he did, there was a victorious smile on his face.

[SixOneNine perfected. Good job.]

[Foreman Punch perfected. Well done.]

[Dropkick perfected. This is a good job, host.]

Every achievement he made came with a congratulation from the system. Although this system gave huge tasks, it adored its host's relentlessness and willpower.

Truly, that's why he deserved the Pro Wrestling System.

That's why Max Fury was the chosen one!

[You have gained 7 points for your Intelligence. Congratulations.]

[Intelligence: 102.]

Arnold smiled. He was surprised that he got more than the five points he needed at that time, but was also glad that he would be two points forward to his next Anonymous Skill which he would be getting after acquiring 500 Intelligence points.

Arnold took time to rest for a while. Having to practice so hard for hours wasn't easy. He had only taken a break for just three minutes lately, so he needed the best rest after completing the task.

While he rested, he decided to discuss with his Advocate.

"I already gained my first Anonymous Skill, right?" He asked, speaking out.

[Absolutely, yeah!]

[You have gained an Anonymous Skill.]

[Skill Name: ???]

[Skill Type: Energy Move.]

[Skill level: A rank.]

"Why can't I see the... Ohhh..."

Arnold was about to raise an alarm until he remembered something. The system had said that it wouldn't reveal the Skill until the right time. Arnold was said to be at the bottom stage of his career, and it was far off before he could be told what this Anonymous Skill actually is.

Due to being nameless and hidden, this is why the system named it the Anonymous Skill. Arnold would have to reach a certain stage of power before he could know this...

[You have unlocked the stats feature: Combat Energy.]

[This is a factor needed for the usage of an anonymous skill. To gain points to your Combat Energy, you would need to practice Hardcore Wrestling.]

"What the f**k is Hardcore Wrestling???" Arnold was confused.

[This is a special wrestling art that could be learned by practice and reasoning. If you get to a certain stage in learning this Art, you will always gain Combat Energy Points. But they wouldn't be useful at this stage.]

[Although you need to start practicing it now.]

[Combat Energy: 0]

Arnold gave a slight nod in response. Although there was still a lot he wanted to know, it was only unfortunate that the system wouldn't disclose all.

He needed to grow stronger to meet those standards.

It was as if he needed a certain ticket to know everything.

With the little he had learned, he decided to go home because it was already very late. If not for the lights planted around the surroundings, it would have been hell dark at that time.

But Arnold was glad.

While he walked towards his room with clear hints of tiredness in his face, he pondered and decided to try practicing Hardcore Wrestling soon...

Maybe after going to end the sh*t problem between himself and his friends.