158: Unknown Boxing

After some rest, Lu Chuan had caught his breath.

He stood up, swung his sore and swollen arms, then began to recall that punch.

At this moment, various details from before were constantly replaying in his mind.

After a long while, Lu Chuan finally opened his eyes, his dark pupils reflecting light, appearing exceptionally bright and spirited.

“I understand now, the secret to this punch was here all along!”

With that, he took a deep breath, then slowly exhaled it.

Then, with a blink of his eyes, his eyelashes fluttering, he suddenly threw a punch.

The fist technique was incredibly fierce, but just as the move was about to end, his muscles trembled, and he abruptly executed another move.

Before the momentum of the first move was exhausted, the power of the next move was already generated.

Between the two moves, a surging emotion of unwillingness, defiance, and refusal to give up filled the gap, causing the two moves to merge, transforming into a brand new, even more powerful punch.

At the tip of his fist, the air was extremely compressed, then white mist rolled and expanded into a massive wave of a fist, flying straight towards mid-air.

“It’s done!”

The pain of being drained of strength again caused sweat to continuously seep from Lu Chuan’s forehead, but at this moment, he excitedly waved his fist.

He Jingrui, who was beside him, blinked and said in surprise,

“A Chuan, your talent in fist techniques is the most formidable I’ve ever seen; you’ve mastered the key secret so quickly!”

However, when Lu Chuan heard this, his initial excitement suddenly paused, and he then appeared somewhat disheartened.

“No matter how formidable, it’s not as formidable as you are! By the way, what level have you actually reached now? When I punched you, you didn’t even budge.”

He Jingrui scratched his head.

“Currently, in fist techniques, I can merge six moves into one, but my leg techniques are a bit weaker, only able to merge five moves into one.”

Hearing this, Lu Chuan couldn't help but widen his eyes.

“How much? Six moves, five moves? Doesn't that mean your fist technique can unleash six times the power, and your leg technique can kick out five times the power?”

According to He Jingrui, the Nameless Fist Technique and Nameless Leg Technique, when first learned, had ordinary power, not even as sharp as the killing techniques taught in the army.

But if one had good talent, able to merge any two moves to create a new move not recorded in the fist or leg techniques, it could unleash twice the power of the basic version.

And merging three moves together could also unleash three times the power.

By analogy, the Nameless Fist Technique and Nameless Leg Technique each had fifteen forms; when practiced to the extreme, merging their respective fifteen forms, a single punch or kick could possess fifteen times the terrifying power.

As long as the flesh and bones could withstand it, a mortal body could also split mountains and break stones.

What's more, for them, who had now broken through the limits of the human body, just thinking about how powerful it would be made Lu Chuan's blood boil.

“Are this Nameless Fist Technique and Nameless Leg Technique really taught by the dean of your orphanage? How does this sound so mysterious?”

He couldn't help but confirm with He Jingrui again.

He Jingrui nodded, a nostalgic smile appearing on his face.

“At that time, Old Dean often made us practice horse stance. Later, all the other little friends couldn’t persevere, but I, being greedy, endured it for the candies Old Dean rewarded.”

“The night before I left the orphanage, Old Dean suddenly called me to his room and privately taught me this Nameless Fist Technique and Nameless Leg Technique. He told me to practice diligently and not let it be lost.”

“For so many years, I have always missed my days in the orphanage, missing Old Dean and the aunties, so I practiced these two sets of fist and leg techniques taught by Old Dean day after day. Only then do I feel like I'm back by Old Dean's side.”

Lu Chuan listened silently from the side.

He didn't ask He Jingrui why he didn't visit often if he missed them so much.

Simply because, that was probably another unresolved regret.

“It seems Old Dean is a reclusive master!”

Lu Chuan sighed.

Hearing Lu Chuan say this, He Jingrui immediately became very happy, as if he himself had been praised.

“Yes, Old Dean liked to wear a Daoist robe and had a kind face; he must be a reclusive master. Although I don’t know where he went, he must still be alive and well!”

Lu Chuan looked at the smile on He Jingrui's face, his eyes shifting slightly, and echoed,

“Yes, he must still be alive and well, don’t worry!”

...At this moment, in Modu, the secret research institute.

“The 3599th hongjun particle activation experiment has begun. 27 experiment subjects have been injected with Type 39* Modified Beast King Spinal Fluid.”

The cold mechanical voice sounded again.

A few seconds later, in the silent laboratory, the mechanical voice became urgent.

“17 individuals show strong human rejection reactions, 8 individuals show severe discomfort symptoms, 2 individuals have weak vital signs.”

“Vital signs monitoring system activated and engaged.”

“Beep beep beep...”

“17 individuals' vital signs have stabilized.”

“8 individuals' discomfort symptoms have eased.”

“2 individuals... deceased.”

The experiment, which lasted more than ten hours, finally reached this stage.

The original 500 experiment subjects were now reduced to the last 15.

Ye Chen, whose brain had been operating at high speed, finally showed signs of fatigue on his face.

But his posture remained ramrod straight, his eyes sharp as an eagle, constantly scanning various experimental data.

Ten minutes later, the lights in the laboratory changed, and the cold mechanical voice sounded again.

“The 3599th hongjun particle activation experiment has begun. 27 experiment subjects have been injected with Type 49* Modified Beast King Spinal Fluid.”

“15 individuals show strong human rejection reactions.”

“Vital signs monitoring system activated and engaged.”

“Beep beep beep...”

“17 individuals' vital signs have stabilized.”

This time, the mechanical voice broadcast did not contain the previous phrases like “severe discomfort symptoms” or “weak vital signs.”

Nor did the word “deceased” appear.

What this meant was all too clear.

Ye Er and Ye San, who were already exhausted, immediately lost the fatigue on their faces upon hearing this voice broadcast, replaced by barely concealed joy.

To activate hongjun particles, human rejection reaction was a fierce roadblock.

But these last 15 individuals had survived the human rejection reaction time and time again.

They must possess a common potential to resist the deep erosion of any “Type XX* Modified Beast King Spinal Fluid.”

As long as this potential was unearthed and continuously improved, it would definitely help future experiment subjects pass successfully, thereby advancing the “New Human” plan a crucial step forward.

Next, the experiment process should be terminated, right? After all, these 15 individuals cannot be allowed to have an accident, at least not before their “potential” is unearthed.

Just as Ye Er and Ye San were thinking this, they found that Ye Chen, the only one here qualified to decide the experiment process, had not issued any instructions.

And Ye Chen not issuing instructions meant that,

The experiment, continued!

“Why...”

Ye Er couldn't help but ask, but was met with Ye Chen's emotionless gaze.

This made Ye Er's heart tremble, and he quickly lowered his head, not daring to question further.

Others might be able to question Ye Chen's decisions, but as clones, they were inherently deprived of this right.

Others questioning might face project restrictions or demotion.

But their questioning could come at the cost of their lives.

Facing Ye Chen's silent deterrence, Ye Er and Ye San dared not speak again, only continuing to lower their heads and carry out the experiment.

At this moment, the high-level officials watching through surveillance cameras did not know what was happening, nor did they know what would be lost if the experiment continued.

The high-level officials only knew that the experiment was still ongoing, and the results were not yet out.

But the long wait made the generally elderly high-level officials in the conference room somewhat restless, and they began to whisper among themselves.

“I really hope this experiment brings good news, sigh.”

“The era where everyone is like a dragon, I really hope it comes quickly.”

“The pressure on the front line is too great, I really hope we can make it in time.”

“Every day, a large number of 'rifts' appear, and the two realms are merging faster and faster. I really hope we can be given more time.”

“..., I really hope...”

Between every three sentences, there would definitely be a “I really hope,” deeply reflecting the urgency and yearning in the hearts of the high-level officials.

Just then, the elder at the head of the table tapped the desktop and said in a deep voice,

“Everyone, quiet down.”

As his voice fell, everyone involuntarily sat up straight, quietly waiting for the elder to speak.

“I know everyone is anxious, but being anxious is useless. The fate of our country, and even the fate of the world, rests solely on Ye Yi at this moment. Everyone, please wait patiently.”

As these words came out, everyone's gaze once again turned to the large screen, to the center of the screen, to Ye Chen.