Chapter 8 The terrifying effects of the Ninefold Body Tempering Technique!
The battle was decided in an instant, and it was a complete crushing.
The onlookers all had dazed expressions on their faces.
It's over just like that?
Li Lei, who had been loudly clamoring that others were waste, was easily insta-killed by the person he called waste. Who exactly was the waste here?
“How disappointing. I thought this guy was some kind of expert, but it turns out he was all show!”
“I misjudged. This little brother is the real deal; he’s had the demeanor of a powerhouse from start to finish. He’s definitely not waste.”
“I agree. Just now, this little brother used a movement technique Martial Skill that has almost reached Perfection. That is definitely the work of a Genius!”
In an instant, everyone became a supporter of Chu Han.
“Quick, take him to the medical room. There are doctors there for treatment.”
Sister Yue then had Li Lei's two other classmates take him for treatment.
At the same time, she was shocked by the strength Chu Han displayed, her eyes shimmering with admiration.
She remembered that a month ago, Chu Han was much weaker than he was now.
“You are truly amazing! I believe you can become a powerful Martial Artist. I support you! Keep it up!”
Sister Yue pumped her fist at Chu Han, opened a Cultivation Chamber for him, and handed him a cultivation card.
“Don't worry, I will definitely not let down those who support me!”
After receiving the cultivation card, Chu Han couldn't wait to start his Cultivate.
Upon entering the Cultivation Chamber, Chu Han first walked up to a strength testing machine.
Sitting in the seat, he gripped the lever of the strength testing machine with his left hand.
He suddenly exerted force and pushed upward!
“Boom!”
The entire testing machine trembled, and the numbers on the screen in front of him began to jump rapidly.
892...
977...
1055...
...
1298...
1380!
The final number stopped at 1380.
“1380 jin. My single-arm strength really has far exceeded the minimum threshold for a Quasi-Martial Artist!”
Chu Han tried a few more times, and his left arm strength remained around 1400 jin.
Next, he tested his right arm strength, which eventually settled at around 1500 jin.
The strength of both arms had already far exceeded the requirements for a Quasi-Martial Artist.
Afterward, he went to the Fist Power Tester, preparing to test his punching power.
There are two ways to be judged as a Quasi-Martial Artist: one is to have a single-arm strength of 1000 jin, and the other is to have an explosive punching force of 2000 jin.
As long as one can throw a punch of 2000 jin, even if their basic strength doesn't meet the standard, they still qualify as a Quasi-Martial Artist.
Moreover, the level of punching force better reflects a person's control over their own muscles and bones; the stronger the control, the better the force-exertion technique, which often allows for even higher power output.
Judging the strength of a Martial Artist ultimately depends on how much combat power they can exert; otherwise, no matter how high the strength is, it's just for show.
A two-fold increase in punching force is the minimum limit; generally, a Quasi-Martial Artist with a thousand jin of strength can at least throw a punch of 2000 jin.
Those who are more skilled might even achieve 3 times the punching force. If they use a Martial Skill, 5 or 10 times the punching force is normal.
“Bang!”
Chu Han slammed a punch into the Fist Power Tester, and a loud bang immediately echoed in the Cultivation Chamber.
The numbers on the tester's panel began to rise rapidly.
3500...
4200...
5001...
5733...
6056.
With this punch, he had thrown 6000 jin of force, which was a 4-fold increase.
“It's just as I expected. My Basic Fist Technique has reached the Perfection Realm. Combined with the changes in my bone structure and Physique, its power is already close to that of an ordinary Martial Skill.”
“But this is still not my limit!”
A sharp light shot from Chu Han's eyes; he could already sense that his Basic Fist Technique still had room for improvement.
Thus, he continuously threw punches at the tester, constantly adjusting his punching technique and honing his Basic Fist Technique.
Under the Ten Thousand Times Talent, every punch he threw was an improvement over the last; with every punch, he could discover the flaws of the previous one, constantly refining his fist skills.
The punching force numbers on the tester were also constantly being updated.
6100... 6200... 6300... 6500... 6800... 7000...
Finally, the theoretical methods in Chu Han's mind and his bodily movements achieved a perfect union, and he threw his most perfect punch to date!
“Bang!”
The numbers on the Fist Power Tester surged once again.
Chu Han's Basic Fist Technique went a step further, reaching perfection!
“7700 jin!”
“A 5-fold increase!”
Chu Han was overjoyed; a regular punch from him could now produce an increase comparable to a fist Martial Skill.
If he were to Cultivate another fist Martial Skill, he couldn't imagine how great the power would be!
Now, relying solely on his Basic Fist Technique, Basic Movement Technique, and Basic Saber Technique, he was enough to exert combat power far exceeding that of an ordinary Quasi-Martial Artist.
If he used a Martial Skill or activated his Stone Skin talent, his combat power would skyrocket even further.
Even if his opponent were a true Martial Artist, he would not be afraid.
“The Wilderness Training Camp the day after tomorrow will be the place where I soar to the heavens!”
Chu Han clenched his fists, full of motivation.
He now had a general understanding of his own strength.
Next was the Cultivate of the Nine Heavens Body Forging Art, which was also his main purpose for coming here.
In two days, he wanted to raise his strength to the level of a Martial Artist!
He sat cross-legged and performed the movements according to the postures of the first layer of the Nine Heavens Body Forging Art.
“Hiss—”
A heart-wrenching pain struck again, like ten thousand needles piercing through him, or like his skin being peeled and his flesh scraped!
“No matter how painful it is, I must endure!”
Chu Han gritted his teeth and continuously breathed according to the breathing frequency in the body forging art. He could feel all his cells opening up, as waves of heat continuously drilled into his skin and flesh.
This was the phenomenon of his body absorbing Yuan Qi.
Each posture had to be held for at least 1 minute to achieve the best Cultivate effect.
A minute later, Chu Han collapsed to the ground, his body soaked in sweat. The pain receded rapidly, followed by a surge of abundant vitality and strength throughout his entire body.
“What a domineering body forging art! It truly is as terrifying as they say!”
Chu Han hurriedly got up and began to try the second posture.
The level of pain from the second posture was not at all weaker than the first; it was even more painful.
Fortunately, Chu Han was already mentally prepared and managed to endure it through gritted teeth.
Then came the third posture, the fourth posture...
The first layer of the body forging art had a total of 36 postures, and Chu Han was conquering them one by one.
He was in pain but happy, practically risking his life to Cultivate.
An entire morning passed, and he finally completed the 36th posture. He could feel that his own strength had gained a significant boost.
So, he followed the sequence and performed the 36 postures consecutively.
Immediately, the heat within his body formed a cycle, and a yuan qi vortex even appeared at his Dantian. External Yuan Qi was being continuously sucked into his body.
The speed of absorbing Yuan Qi suddenly increased by several times!
“Amazing! As expected of an S-grade body forging art!”
Chu Han was overjoyed. As long as he continuously cycled through the 36 postures, the yuan qi vortex in his body could be maintained!
“Grumble...”
At this moment, his stomach let out a protest.
Only then did Chu Han realize he was hungry.
He checked the time; it was exactly 12:00 PM.
“I should go out and eat, otherwise my body will be depleted.”
Chu Han stood up and stopped his Cultivate.
Before leaving, he went to the strength testing machine.
“Let's see how much my strength has increased.”
His left arm suddenly pushed the testing lever, and the final strength number changed to 1550.
“1550, my left arm's strength has increased by 150 jin! It's comparable to a supreme great strength pill!”
Chu Han couldn't believe the numbers in front of him and tried his right arm.
1650!
His right arm had also increased by 150 jin of strength!
“This is great!”
Chu Han left the Cultivation Chamber laughing heartily.