120: Chapter 120: Frenziedly Grinding Martial Arts Experience, Iron Shirt Skill Reached Perfection
Head Escort Qian was just training in such a reckless, bull-headed manner.
He didn't have many medicinal pills left on him, so of course it hurt; he had endured it for over half an hour.
I have to say, Head Escort Qian is a ruthless man.
Fang Qing, who had been responsible for controlling the venomous snakes, didn't mock him; instead, he gave him a thumbs-up, genuinely impressed.
"Brother Qian, awesome! I admire you."
"Brother Chen, you're here. Don't worry, I'll definitely take good care of you!" Seeing Chen Yichuan walk over, Fang Qing grinned, beaming with smiles.
Heh.
How could Chen Yichuan not know what this kid was thinking?
He wanted to see him make a fool of himself.
However, Chen Yichuan wouldn't give him that chance. Firstly, Pharmacist Huang had given him plenty of recovery pills, and secondly, his Iron Shirt was at a sufficiently high level.
He was even a bit worried that these venomous snakes wouldn't be able to help him push Iron Shirt to a higher level.
Before long.
Chen Yichuan walked to the center of the venomous snake swarm, sat cross-legged on the spot, and activated Iron Shirt.
He began to train!!
"Qingzi, bring it on!" Chen Yichuan shouted lightly.
Soon after.
Venomous snakes and wild beasts covered Chen Yichuan, constantly launching attacks.
Looking from afar, a small mound the size of a two-story building was emitting a faint white light.
Puchi. Hiss.
Enduring the relentless attacks, toxins, and various assaults from the venomous snakes.
Chen Yichuan said nothing, simply swallowing a pill.
One minute later.
The Iron Shirt experience bar moved.
It went from 45/5000 to 57/5000, 12 points per minute.
At this rate, it could increase by 720 points per hour.
The mingxin pill effect had 23 hours left, so if he trained non-stop, that would be nearly 16,000 points of martial arts experience.
This was without considering whether the Iron Shirt experience gain rate would slow down after reaching perfection.
Thinking of this, Chen Yichuan frowned: "It takes 15,000 points of martial arts experience to break through to the pinnacle."
"Grind! This Body Protection Martial Art is truly hard to train!"
He sighed lightly.
No matter how hard it was, he had to bite the bullet and keep training.
"Forget it, I'll reach perfection first." Chen Yichuan gritted his teeth and continued training.
...
Just like that.
Time flew by, and 8 hours passed.
Chen Yichuan finally ground Iron Shirt to perfection.
'Ding'
'System notification: Iron Shirt has been upgraded from mastery to perfection, rewarding 1 point of constitution, 2 points of strength, and 2 points of agility.'
'When using Iron Shirt, temporarily increase defense by 70 points and constitution by 25 points.'
Hoo.
Hearing the system prompt, Chen Yichuan exhaled a breath of stale air and cleared the venomous snakes covering his body.
Swallowing a healing pill, he stood up and walked outside.
"Body Protection Martial Arts are indeed hard to train; don't even think about the pinnacle... I can only keep waiting." Chen Yichuan looked at the corpses all over the ground and sighed lightly.
He had thought these venomous snakes could help him reach the peak.
Unexpectedly.
As he trained, many of these venomous snakes were stunned by the recoil force of Iron Shirt and were now on the verge of death.
They couldn't continue to attack him at all.
Even breaking through to perfection was somewhat difficult, not to mention the pinnacle.
"Head Escort Qian, Fan-zi, leave the rest to you both, but you must leave a few wild beasts; I still need to train other martial arts here."
Glancing at the two who were eager to move, Chen Yichuan instructed.
Hearing this.
The two made an "OK" gesture and started the slaughter!!
Taking advantage of this time, Chen Yichuan immediately opened the system panel.
8 hours, Attribute Involution had long since ended.
[Chen Yichuan: Male; Profession: Jailer
Talent: Attribute Involution (Unique) (Growable)
Realm: Second-rank Martial Artist
Strength: 147
agility: 146
constitution: 147
spirit: 142 (Inactive)
Martial Arts Techniques: Iron Shirt (Perfection) 12/10000; Treading Snow Without Trace (Entry Level) 0/100... Folded
Free Attributes: 0
Current Location: Hutou Mountain, Hidden Game Instance]
147 points of strength and constitution.
He was halfway to becoming a Third-Grade Martial Artist in terms of attribute points.
The corners of Chen Yichuan's mouth curled up slightly.
"Then for the remaining time, I'll grind Treading Snow Without Trace." His gaze landed on this martial art.
But before that.
Chen Yichuan planned to rest for a while; even an iron man couldn't handle continuous high-intensity training.
Informing the three, Chen Yichuan went AFK on the spot and returned to reality to rest.
According to headquarters' experiments.
The clone in AFK mode in Xuan Yu could rest, but on Blue Star, the real person in the real world also needed to rest a bit.
There was no such thing as multitasking.
...
Dongshan Prefecture, Qinghe Gang.
In a luxurious courtyard with pavilions, terraces, and winding streams.
Under a gazebo.
Two people were trembling as they knelt on the ground, their bodies almost prostrate, extremely devout, heads bowed.
These two were none other than the fugitives from Qingfeng Stronghold.
Deputy Hall Master Zhao Qing, Zuo Shan Diao.
Zuo Shan Diao had arrived in Dongshan Prefecture yesterday, and when he went to look for the Qinghe Gang, he happened to meet Deputy Hall Master Zhao Qing, who had been staying at the Qinghe Gang for several days.
The two talked briefly and made a judgment on the situation.
Although the Qinghe Gang couldn't attack Taoyuan Village, it didn't say they couldn't attack Chen Yichuan.
Regarding their hatred for Chen Yichuan.
Zuo Shan Diao wished he could drink his blood and eat his flesh; the Qingfeng Stronghold he had worked so hard to build had vanished overnight.
That wasn't the most critical point; the critical point was that Chen Yichuan was a man who would retaliate for the slightest grievance.
Deputy Hall Master Zhao Qing and Zuo Shan Diao were on Chen Yichuan's blacklist, and there would always be a day when they slipped up.
Instead of living in fear, it was better to strike first.
It's better to be the thief for a thousand days than to guard against thieves for a thousand days.
At this moment.
Prostrate on the ground, with his head almost buried in the dirt, Deputy Hall Master Zhao Qing asked in a deep voice: "Zuo Shan Diao, are you sure Chen Yichuan really has Ultimate Martial Arts?"
"You're not lying to me? If there isn't... heh, then you know what will happen to us."
Hearing this.
Zuo Shan Diao's face was cold; he lowered his voice and replied with certainty: "There definitely is!!"
"And it's the Flowing Cloud Sword from the Zhang family in Shuangjiang County that was wiped out two months ago."
"It can't be wrong; my eyes are like a ruler!" Speaking of this, Zuo Shan Diao's expression sank, and he asked back:
"Deputy Hall Master Zhao Qing, you fought Chen Yichuan... when he used his sword stance, was there a layer of faint qi covering his body?"
"If my investigation is correct, that is the Zhang family's Martial Arts Stance— "Clouds Rise, Sword Moves"!!"
Thump.
As soon as these words were spoken.
Deputy Hall Master Zhao Qing's head buzzed, and he struggled to recall the scene of fighting Chen Yichuan.
Although he hadn't fought Chen Yichuan many times before shielding everyone in front of him, he could confirm that when Chen Yichuan used his sword stance, there was indeed a layer of faint qi around his body.
Like a layer of flowing clouds, covering his whole body.
Thinking of this, Deputy Hall Master Zhao Qing looked up, but the big shot who let them in hadn't arrived yet.
He looked up and asked in a low voice again: "Zuo Shan Diao? Why do you know so much about the Zhang family's martial arts? Could it be that you have also coveted Ultimate Martial Arts?"
"Let me tell you, the big shot we are about to see is the ruthless person who wiped out the Zhang family, watch your words!!"