64: Chapter 64 Qi and Blood Soar!

Two days later, the peculiar book salvaged from the ruins was delivered to the Daxia Research Institute in Yanjing.

After assessment by the institute, the book was deemed highly valuable, worth approximately ten million in cash.

However, what was truly valuable wasn't the content within, but the material of the book itself.

The institute used a spectrometer and discovered that the book was, in essence, a storage device.

It was similar to the solid-state drives they used now, and it would take some time to decrypt it.

Meanwhile, a sound of "Oh ho ho" emanated from the underground training room of the Luocheng Sports Center.

Chen Mo was submerged in a large iron cauldron, where various colorful medicinal herbs floated in the brownish-yellow medicinal soup.

Those in the know understood that Chen Mo was soaking in a medicinal bath; those who didn't might think Governor Sun Jingan was stewing Chen Mo in an iron pot.

"Hmph, brat, do you think I was just hitting you randomly?"

"Look at the injuries on your body; they are all concentrated on your arms and torso. These are exactly the areas where the Iron Shirt can be effective."

Governor Sun Jingan, looking like a boiler worker, squatted under the stove adjusting the flame intensity.

Watching the medicinal liquid boiling in the pot and the look of enjoyment on Chen Mo's face, Governor Sun Jingan felt he had been too gentle.

"You have quite a few hidden injuries, especially in your shoulder ligaments. Did Zhou Sanlang and the others not teach you the correct way to exert force?"

"You don't need to learn their style of full-power explosive force exertion. Your own strength is already outrageous."

After these two days of interaction, Governor Sun Jingan had truly witnessed what it meant to have raw, brute strength.

Combined with the kid's body that could perfectly match this kind of power, it was no exaggeration to call Chen Mo a human flesh tank.

"What you need to learn now is how to control your power output. A punching style like yours consumes stamina too quickly; that would be disastrous in a protracted battle."

Chen Mo listened to Governor Sun Jingan's nagging while enjoying the medicinal bath.

After two days of being beaten and soaking in the medicinal bath, his physique had actually increased by two points.

This was the first time Chen Mo had increased his attributes through a method other than adding points himself.

Does that mean he could also increase his Strength and Agility through other methods?

If he studied hard for a while, could he increase his Intelligence?

As for Luck...

Chen Mo really couldn't think of any way to improve that.

"Oi! Are you listening to me, brat!"

Governor Sun Jingan slapped the top of Chen Mo's head, pushing him completely into the medicinal bath.

"I'm listening, I'm listening. It's just about controlling my power output, right?"

Chen Mo rolled his eyes. Why was Governor Sun Jingan so violent?

"Put that aside for a moment. Governor Sun, how do you manage that punch that can curve..."

Just like that, Chen Mo spent the next ten-plus days with a very regular routine.

Every morning, he was woken up by Governor Sun Jingan with an increasingly thick stick, and after taking a blood qi pill, he would circle the training room while getting beaten.

At noon, he would soak in the medicinal bath and find time to complete his daily tasks. In the afternoon, he practiced the Xuanwu Fist while also practicing Limit Disintegration. At night, he used the remaining medicinal power of the blood qi pill to practice the Muscle Compression Technique and enhance his blood qi.

These dozen or so days were very fulfilling for Chen Mo, perhaps even a bit too fulfilling.

After a while, the muscles on Chen Mo's body became increasingly full and lustrous, looking as if he were wearing a suit of armor shaped like muscles.

The medicinal power of the Rank 2 blood qi pill was far stronger than the Rank 1 blood qi pill, and the growth rate of blood qi and experience had also increased to three times the original amount.

It wasn't until today, when Chen Mo boarded the train to Kun City, that he finally had time to check his current attribute panel.

[Name: Chen Mo]

[Age: 17]

[Strength: 269]

[Physique: 301]

[Agility: 28]

[Luck: 1]

[Intelligence: 8]

[Remaining Free Attribute Points: 0]

[Blood Qi: 14099.3]

[Muscle Compression Technique Lv35 (2527 / 3600)]

[Limit Disintegration Lv36 (909 / 3700)]

[Hammer Fist Lv Max]

[Iron Shirt Lv Max]

[Xuanwu Fist Lv7 (117 / 800)]

Watching his blood qi, which had already soared to over ten thousand, Chen Mo couldn't help but sigh.

He had originally thought that with his current blood qi and martial arts, he would be able to certify as a Rank 3 Martial Artist, but in the end, he was stuck on movement techniques and footwork.

Eighteen days was still too short. The Iron Shirt and Xuanwu Fist alone had consumed seventy percent of Chen Mo's energy, and the rest was taken up by the Muscle Compression Technique and Limit Disintegration.

By the standards of an ordinary martial artist, Chen Mo's current blood qi was already approaching the levels of a Rank 3 early-to-mid stage martial artist.

However, Chen Mo's own strength and physical toughness were so high that his consumption of blood qi increased exponentially.

Of course, with high consumption came high power; this sort of thing was relative.

In any case, after Governor Sun Jingan experienced Chen Mo's fist—which combined Limit Disintegration with compression, super-compression, and blood qi—and had to dig himself out of a wall, he gave it a good review.

His advice was to wait until his blood qi increased further, enough to support Chen Mo in completing a protracted battle lasting more than half an hour, before attempting the Rank 3 Martial Artist certification.

"Young man, are you heading to Kun City?"

Putting away his attribute panel, the little old man sitting on the bed opposite Chen Mo asked.

"Yes, sir. Why do you ask?"

"Are you going to Kun City for tourism?"

Chen Mo nodded. He didn't know if it was because he had lived with the old man Director Gu Sanding since he was a child, but Chen Mo was quite polite to the elderly.

"That's not it. I'm going to visit my son."

When the little old man spoke of his son, the pride on his face could not be concealed.

"Your son... works in Kun City?"

Chen Mo pondered for a moment, but couldn't recall any famous martial arts university in Kun City.

"You could say that."

The little old man nodded and continued.

"It's just that the place he works is called Luofeng Fortress. Young man, do you know that place?"

"The brat hasn't been home for nearly ten years. I had to apply to his superior officer just to come and see him."

"I remember he's a captain of a Scout Squad, right?"