208: Chapter 207 It Doesn't Hurt

At 10:00 AM, in the circular classroom on the third floor of the Special Training Building.

Tang Wuying sat slumped on the soft cushion with dark circles under his eyes, grinning foolishly.

In Gu Han's Divine Kingdom, he had worked overtime day and night for three years. Even having just awakened as a demigod, he felt like his entire person had been squeezed dry.

As for why he could still manage to smile, it was because when he saw Fu Qian, he immediately stepped forward to report that he was already a demigod.

Instructor Fu was so happy that with a wave of his hand, he actually rewarded him with a Dragonman racial card, which finally brought a bit of vitality back to his pale Face.

In comparison, Gu Han's condition was outrageously good.

He took the time to burn 48,000 units of Power Of Faith, having his believer Ier help him power-level "Gathering Thoughts and Condensing Mind".

Without sleeping all night, he still felt his mind clear, and his sensory perception range had expanded by a full fold. Mainly, when he gathered his thoughts, he was already able to block out his five senses.

More crucially, that batch of blood jade mushrooms in the Divine Kingdom had taken effect.

The believers' Physique had a Breakthrough, and the Divine Lord received nourishment in return.

Gu Han now only felt the Qi and blood surging within his body, with an endless amount of brute force hidden beneath his skin and flesh.

Moreover, after Chang Sheng and several Ant-men ate a large amount, they successfully achieved the Awakening of the "Blood Jade Dao Physique".

There were no desks or chairs in the classroom; a large shock-absorbing mat similar to those used for martial combat was spread out in the center.

Gu Han also sat upright on the soft cushion, trying to circulate "Gathering Thoughts and Condensing Mind".

In today's class, besides the four new students who transferred over—Gu Han, Chu Baiqi, Tang Wuying, and Hua Ruyue—there were also four senior students sitting opposite them.

Fu Qian walked onto the mat wearing practice clothes and swept his gaze over everyone.

"We don't do that time-wasting self-introduction stuff here. The strong don't need business cards, and no one remembers the names of the weak." Fu Qian cut straight to the point.

"Demigod is our first step into transcendence. You all know the construction of your Divine Kingdoms in your hearts; today we are going to practice something else."

He waved to the side. "Wang Chong, you come set an example for the junior schoolmates."

The Senior Brother named Wang Chong walked onto the mat.

Wearing a set of tight-fitting short martial arts attire, his muscle lines were distinct.

Without wasting words, he immediately assumed a stance and practiced a Martial Skill on the spot.

His fist wind whistled, and several high-difficulty movements that violated human mechanics were connected as smoothly as flowing clouds and running water, without any sense of stagnation.

After finishing the set, Wang Chong's Face was not red and he wasn't out of breath, clearly handling it with ease.

Fu Qian nodded in great satisfaction, signaling him to continue.

Wang Chong turned his head to look at the new students' side, his gaze falling on the most eye-catching Chu Baiqi.

"That white-haired junior schoolmate, come up."

Chu Baiqi respectfully walked forward.

"Use your maximum strength and punch me." Wang Chong patted his sturdy abdomen, signaling Chu Baiqi to make a move.

After exchanging polite pleasantries, Chu Baiqi's expression instantly turned serious. He adjusted his breathing and abruptly threw a punch with his right fist.

The fist smashed into Wang Chong's abdomen, producing a muffled sound.

Wang Chong's facial skin twitched violently.

He forcefully swallowed back the cry of pain that had reached his lips, clenched his teeth tightly, and broke out in a cold sweat on his back.

How could this white-haired new student even use internal force? This punch almost knocked his breakfast out!

"Alright, you can go down." Wang Chong kept a straight Face, waved his hand as if nothing was the matter, and quietly took a deep breath to calm his churning internal organs.

In order to salvage his Face, he needed to find a soft persimmon to pinch.

Sweeping his gaze, it landed on the listless Tang Wuying. Wang Chong just wanted to point at him, but then felt it would be unsportsmanlike to win that way, so he simply deviated his hand to the side and pointed at Gu Han.

"Come, you, right, it's you, come up and try punching me."

Gu Han was somewhat surprised and pointed at himself. Seeing Wang Chong nod, he stood up.

Gu Han walked in front of Wang Chong, looking at his somewhat flushed Face. He thought that he had just received nourishment from the blood jade mushroom feedback, and his Qi and blood were a bit too vigorous. Fearing his punch would be too heavy, it was better to hold back his strength a little bit.

Thus, he casually raised his hand and threw a punch very ordinarily.

Without any technique, it was simply pure muscular exertion.

The moment his fist made contact with Wang Chong's abdomen.

"Bang!"

A muffled explosive sound rang out.

Wang Chong's eyes instantly widened into saucers, and the whites of his eyes rolled straight up.

He only felt a terrifying, overwhelming force smash fiercely into his belly, his internal organs feeling as though they had shifted out of place. His throat turned sweet, and a mouthful of rebellious blood surged straight up to his throat.

What the fuck kind of monster is this!

Wang Chong cursed wildly in his heart, his legs uncontrollably taking three steps back, clutching his stomach tightly, his Face holding back into a pig-liver color.

He tried his utmost to swallow that mouthful of blood back down, taking advantage of his retreat to smoothly do two deep squats, and finally struck a horse stance, making a movement of circulating internal force to cover it up.

Gu Han didn't understand the reason in his heart, but being able to take a punch from him, this Senior Brother had indeed practiced.

"It... it doesn't hurt, go down. Switch to that..." Wang Chong pointed with trembling fingers toward Tang Wuying.

Fu Qian hadn't called to stop yet, and he didn't want to lose Face in front of the instructor, so he stubbornly forced himself to continue calling people out.

Cold sweat broke out on Fu Qian's forehead, and he quickly strode over to interrupt.

"Alright, alright, you go down first too!"

Wang Chong felt as if he had been granted a pardon, stiffly walking back to the senior students' group to sit down.

The four new students looked at each other in dismay. Aside from that martial arts performance just now that looked quite bluffing, having people punch him just to act cool? What was the meaning of this?

Fu Qian coughed dryly twice, pulling everyone's attention back.

"Everyone has also seen that your Senior Brother Wang Chong's physical fitness is still quite solid."

A few suppressed coughs came from the senior students' side.

Fu Qian pretended not to hear and continued speaking, "What this master wants to say is that many people, upon reaching the God Realm, when descending and possessing bodies in the Divine Kingdom, all like to choose those powerful believers. While this is certainly exhilarating, you have overlooked one point."

"Ordinary believers are the template closest to our real Physical Body state."

Fu Qian paced back and forth on the mat.

"You can try possessing the most ordinary believers, utilizing the time difference between the Divine Kingdom and reality to practice some basic Martial Skills and exertion techniques. Stripped of the blessing of transcendent power, you can truly master the limits of the Physical Body. Finally, slowly integrate and master these combat instincts back into reality; physical training is also indispensable."

As soon as his voice fell, Chu Baiqi raised his hand.

"Isn't this very time-consuming?"

Chu Baiqi asked with a serious Face, "Why can't we directly burn the Power Of Faith, let the believers power-level, and then synchronously integrate it into ourselves?"

Listening from the side, Gu Han inwardly nodded in approval; it seemed he thought the same way as himself.

Fu Qian choked for a moment, the smile on his Face becoming somewhat stiff.

"This... burning with Power Of Faith can indeed achieve it." Fu Qian touched his nose, "But that requires an extremely massive amount of Power Of Faith. The vast majority of Divine Lords simply cannot afford such a terrifying consumption."

He took a deep look at Chu Baiqi.

"Your situation is a bit special, and your foundation is relatively thick. But what the teacher is teaching now is the conventional method suitable for the general public of Divine Lords."

Chu Baiqi nodded, saying nothing more, affirming his own idea in his heart.

Fu Qian continued speaking downwards.

"In fact, our predecessors have already forged a path. Combining the physical Laws of the real world, they have developed quite a few Cultivation Techniques and Martial Skills specifically suited for deities to practice."

Fu Qian brought up a holographic projection, which displayed human meridians and force-exertion diagrams.

"These Cultivation Techniques can not only allow you to possess combat power far surpassing ordinary people in the real world, but when you possess believers in the Divine Kingdom to participate in wars, you can similarly exert huge advantages."

Gu Han stared at the holographic projection, his mind becoming active.

Instructor Fu Qian's partial theories coincided with his previous sudden inspirations, and the other theories truly awakened him.

Gu Han had indeed overlooked that possessing ordinary believers was even more beneficial for developing the limits of the body.