64: The power of mental power!

In the training hall.

Chen Fan, dressed in a white training suit, stood with his hands at his sides, his entire body straight like a pine tree.

After two major battles, Chen Fan's height seemed to have increased slightly.

At seventeen years old, he possessed a height of 185cm and a chiseled face.

In his deep eyes, like black crystal, countless secrets seemed to be hidden.

Chen Fan just stood there quietly, attracting the gaze of some female martial artists.

Chen Fan didn't pay too much attention to this.

What he was most concerned about now was the improvement of his own strength.

As for other things, they were just external distractions hindering his path to becoming stronger.

Women would only affect his drawing speed.

Chen Fan thought to himself.

Chen Fan vowed not to engage in romance until he broke through to the God of War level.

With this resolution set, Chen Fan's aura became even more condensed and restrained.

The most striking change was in Chen Fan's overall demeanor.

Even though Chen Fan looked very thin and frail.

But only he knew how much power his body could unleash.

It was likely that a casual slash from Chen Fan would not be easy for even a High-level Beast General to handle.

Chen Fan just stood there quietly, his eyes closed.

His aura was restrained, yet still incredibly sharp.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

After several deep breaths, Chen Fan's Spiritual power was highly concentrated, and his entire state quickly returned to its peak.

The next moment, Chen Fan moved.

His hands danced, and his legs moved with them, as he began to practice a set of warm-up boxing moves.

Since his movement technique had reached the perfect level, Chen Fan's control over the strength of his entire body became even more precise.

Every retraction and release of power was incredibly detailed.

Almost every ounce of strength could be precisely controlled by him, with perfect flexibility.

A set of boxing moves displayed in Chen Fan's hands was very fluid, making him a master of boxing.

At times, it was as still as a mountain stream, then erupted like a sweeping storm, its momentum containing both gentleness and grandeur.

As the sunlight rose, every punch from Chen Fan carried a majestic force, imbued with a powerful righteousness that could ward off evil.

Ten minutes later, this set of long-fist boxing was completed, and Chen Fan ended his practice.

Immediately after, Chen Fan began to practice the Ninefold Thunderblade.

One layer after another, each layer's combat power far surpassed the previous one.

Chopping, slashing, uppercutting, thrusting… Chen Fan swung his blade repeatedly in the training hall, each time using the Ninefold Thunderblade's power exertion method.

For Chen Fan, who had already skillfully mastered the first seven layers of the Ninefold Thunderblade, each strike carried nine hidden forces, imbued with the might of collapsing mountains and splitting the earth.

Although Chen Fan knew very well that each strike, with its nine hidden forces, would place an immense burden on his flesh and bones.

But he still chose to do so, without the slightest hesitation.

So, almost after every ten slashes, Chen Fan would receive a 'Constitution +2' prompt.

At the same time, a tingling, electric current sensation flowed through his body out of nowhere, stimulating his flesh to constantly grow stronger.

Chen Fan was naturally delighted with such a result.

What he needed was to continuously improve his strength through constant blade practice.

And the increase in constitution represented the simultaneous growth of both strength and speed.

As Chen Fan continuously swung his blade, his physical strength also constantly improved.

Blade light swept across the air, bringing with it gusts of whistling wind.

At this moment, a huge storm had already formed, centered around Chen Fan.

The Ninefold Thunderblade was unleashed to its fullest, without any concern for stamina consumption.

This was one of Chen Fan's objectives.

Even a blunted longblade, in Chen Fan's hands, transformed into a deadly weapon, carrying an incomparably formidable might.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

After two consecutive hours of swinging his blade, Chen Fan was already drenched in sweat.

His white training suit was soaked through with perspiration, and there were even some puddles on the ground.

All of this came from Chen Fan's diligent cultivation.

This method of blade practice was completely different from slaying monsters; Chen Fan was swinging his blade with all his might purely to exhaust his physical strength.

Now, Chen Fan was utterly exhausted.

Gulp… gulp… Taking two big gulps of high-energy drink, Chen Fan, without caring about the sweat on his body, immediately sat cross-legged on the ground and began to circulate the Five Hearts to the Sky Cultivation Method.

Whoosh!

With Chen Fan's every breath, the surrounding cosmic energy surged towards him like a whale swallowing, enveloping him like stars orbiting the moon.

Immediately after, streams of cosmic energy entered Chen Fan's body through his acupoints,

A sensation like a hot spring instantly spread through his limbs and bones, making Chen Fan almost cry out in comfort.

His originally exhausted body also rapidly recovered under the cover of this rich cosmic energy.

In less than half an hour, Chen Fan felt his abundant physical strength.

This time, Chen Fan clearly felt that his absorption of cosmic energy was significantly greater than before.

This result filled Chen Fan with both surprise and joy.

At the same time, it further solidified his resolve to diligently practice his blade.

"That feels so good!"

Feeling completely replenished, Chen Fan smiled as he stood up and stretched his body.

Crack! Crack!

Crisp sounds of cracking joints echoed, and a faint smile still hung on Chen Fan's face.

Immediately after, he began the next stage of his cultivation.

This time, it was his test of his Spiritual power.

"I wonder what level my Spiritual power has reached?"

After all, Chen Fan was quite curious about the Spiritual power he had just cultivated.

Then, Chen Fan walked to the punch strength testing machine in the corner of the training hall.

To test the extent of his Spiritual power, Chen Fan took a boxing glove from the weapon rack to use as a testing tool.

Whoosh!

Gently exhaling, Chen Fan immediately threw the boxing glove out.

Immediately after, an invisible force spread out, directly covering the boxing glove.

Spiritual power, unleashed!

The next moment, the boxing glove was thus lifted into the air by Chen Fan's Spiritual power.

This feeling was as if Chen Fan was holding the boxing glove with his own hands.

The feeling of effortless control resurfaced in his mind, and Chen Fan smiled slightly.

"Go!"

As Chen Fan's mind moved, the boxing glove moved like lightning, leaving a trail of afterimages in the air before slamming fiercely into the target of the punch strength tester.

Boom!

A deafening collision erupted, a sound like a great bell echoing throughout the entire training hall.

The martial artists who were training nearby were startled by this sudden change and turned their heads to look at Chen Fan.

However, when their gaze fell upon Chen Fan, they were involuntarily drawn to a row of bright red numbers on the screen of the punch strength tester—

"204500kg!!"

A test result of a full two hundred thousand kilograms!!

Some martial artists present couldn't help but rub their eyes, fearing that their vision was blurry.

But no matter how they rubbed their eyes, the bright red numbers on the large screen remained unchanged.

"This… how is this possible!!"

Facing this almost impossible test result, some martial artists were utterly astonished.

Their mouths were open wide enough to swallow a goose egg.

They simply couldn't imagine that this young man before them could unleash the strength of an Intermediate God of War.

For a moment, the entire hall fell silent.

At this moment, time itself seemed to freeze in the entire training hall.

However, Chen Fan did not pay attention to the gazes of the people around him.

He stared at the numbers on the large screen in front of him, a slight smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.

"Not bad!"

Chen Fan was very satisfied with the results of his night's efforts.

And this was the power he unleashed by controlling the boxing glove with his Spiritual power.

If the boxing glove were replaced with a blade or a sharp weapon… what kind of terrifying destructive power would it possess?

For a moment, Chen Fan even looked forward to the scene of slaying enemies with Spiritual power…