ebookslot Chapter 28 Bone-turning Palm
Chapter 28 Bone-turning Palm
A few hours ago.
Lu Zhao sat cross-legged on the exercise mat, sweat beading on his forehead.
Drawing qi into the body and refining it into internal energy is not difficult for him. The reason he is tired is that using auxiliary special skills consumes energy.
At first, to be on the safe side, he kept the stunt running the whole time, but after practicing for only a couple of rounds, he realized he couldn't do that.
Maintaining three special abilities at the same time is too taxing, especially the computing power burst at level 3. The price of a higher level is that the consumption will also be higher. After all, he is still an ordinary person with little energy, so he can't maintain it for long.
So when he mastered the cultivation method, he decisively removed the special skill and continued to guide the spiritual energy circulation based on his memory. After circulating it a few times and the energy-guiding route became somewhat blurry, he restarted it, guided the way again, and then repeated the previous operation.
In this way, several hours passed quickly, and his meridians were strengthened again and again, with the refining effect becoming more and more obvious.
Finally, after another round of guiding the Qi and circulating the meridians, Lu Zhao suddenly felt that his meridians were "open".
In fact, the meridians in the human body are always open, but at this moment, he clearly felt an extra sense of lightness.
This feeling is like your nasal congestion suddenly returning to normal, or you letting out a huge burp after drinking cola, or getting a massage after sitting for a long time and feeling tired.
He knew that from this moment on, he was a martial artist at the level of a strongman.
Let's verify it.
He planned to study carefully what changes would occur to his body after becoming a formal martial artist.
Then he blacked out.
The repeated use of special skills had already put him in a state of extreme fatigue. The reason he was able to hold on was because his obsession with breaking through the realm kept him on edge. Once he actually broke through, he relaxed and instantly fell into a coma-like sleep.
It wasn't until dawn that Murong Can, noticing the smoke rising from the stone, briefly woke him up.
"Wake up! Get up and cultivate! There's no time left, even the Stone Realm has broken through!"
"Don't make a fuss, mine's broken too."
Lu Zhao waved his hand absentmindedly, thinking he was lying in bed.
Upon hearing this, Murong Can paused for a moment, then rolled her eyes.
"nerve."
He carried the still-sleeping Lu Zhao to the bed, not taking it seriously at all.
A 61-point scorer spouting nonsense in his sleep—only an idiot would believe that, and he certainly doesn't.
"Stone, how are you feeling right now?"
Shi Jian let out a long breath, and the white smoke on his body dissipated: "I feel very sleepy."
"....."
Murong Can said irritably, "I was asking about how you feel... Why don't you go try it out at the testing grounds?"
der.
Yang Guangming, who was pretending to be still cultivating, also secretly opened one eye.
Shi Jian thought for a moment and nodded in agreement with the proposal.
He was tired, but just the usual tiredness from staying up all night. At 19, pulling an all-nighter occasionally was nothing. Cultivation itself can calm the mind and spirit, and cannot replace rest, but it doesn't consume much extra energy, as long as you don't use special skills recklessly while cultivating.
Of course, most people don't have that opportunity.
So the two went to the training ground together. Before leaving, Murong Can reminded him, "Old Yang, remember to call Liu Yi when you leave."
Yang Guangming chuckled and scratched his head: "I was just thinking of going to have breakfast, so I thought I'd go check it out with you guys."
He always had a habit of hiding his intentions, whether or not it was necessary.
"What about Children's Day?"
Yang Guangming took out his phone, set an alarm, and placed it on Lu Zhao's pillow.
Since the military zone blocked the signal, it was impossible to contact the outside world while sailing in the virtual sea, so the main function of the mobile phone was to tell the time and set an alarm.
With their worries resolved, the three of them went together to the testing ground next to the training ground.
This is an indoor venue, roughly the size of a basketball court, with instruments for testing grip strength, punching strength, pulling strength, and running speed. It was early morning, the door was open, but there was no one there.
"Let's test it first to be on the safe side. What if you tell the instructor you've broken through, but the test turns out you've messed up? That would be incredibly embarrassing."
Shi Jian didn't quite understand what it meant to feel ashamed; he just wanted to know how his body had been strengthened.
He didn't care about pull strength or grip strength, and went straight to the punch strength testing machine.
This machine looks similar to the punching machine in arcades that displays numbers, but it's more professional, with more accurate measurements and a higher upper limit for the values.
Kara.
Shi Jian twisted his wrist, preparing to throw a punch, but was stopped by the idea king Murong Can.
"Wait. Let me throw a punch first."
"Ha~"
He breathed on his fist, twisted his waist, and punched the rubber mat with a loud thud.
Drop drop drop.
1.42.
This instrument is used to test the strength of soldiers, not for fun, so there's no need to use numbers in the hundreds or thousands to provide emotional value.
A score of 1.42 means that his strength is 1.42 times that of the average adult male.
It's normal for an 18-year-old to be a little taller than average.
Murong Can pushed him away, and Shi Jian pressed the reset button. His lifeless eyes suddenly lit up. He took a step back, his face instantly turning ferocious, and he used all his strength to deliver a powerful punch.
12.12.
Needless to say.
A professional heavyweight boxer who has undergone systematic training can achieve a maximum punching power 5 to 8 times that of an average person, but in any case, 12 times is far beyond the range of ordinary humans.
Shi Jian had never tested his punching power before, but he liked strength training, so we calculated his original level as 2.0, and now it has jumped to six times.
This is the most significant improvement in the Warrior Realm: strength.
He has only just crossed the threshold; as his understanding deepens, the benefits will be even greater.
Murong Can and Yang Guangming were drooling with envy.
"Stop eating, Lao Yang, go back to your cultivation!"
The two hurriedly ran towards the training field.
.....
Buzz, buzz.
Lu Zhao felt two swarms of mosquitoes buzzing around his ears. When he woke up, he realized that both his and Yang Guangming's phones were vibrating and ringing.
He sat up in bed.
"Heh~"
I stretched.
Thanks to the breathing method of "strengthening the body", he slept very well. Although he only slept for four or five hours, his energy was almost fully restored.
"Where are they? They're all gone."
Lu Zhao had no recollection of what happened in between; he was fast asleep.
He sat up abruptly, and once he was fully awake, the first thing he did was check the control panel.
[Dog Breathing Lv1, mastered. Utilization rate 100%, side effect index 32.]
The utilization rate, which was originally 97%, was immediately maximized, and the side effects were reduced to one-third.
The main function of the Warrior Realm is to enhance one's own power by supporting it with internal energy in the meridians, but this does not mean that the body will not be strengthened.
Lu Zhao was originally just an ordinary student, which is why he couldn't withstand the side effects of Dog Breathing. Now that his body has been strengthened, he is much better.
"Once I consolidate my cultivation level, I should be able to completely eliminate the side effects in the later stages. Fortunately, this skill is only level 1. If it were level 2 or 3, I'm afraid I would need to reach the Iron Body Realm to be free of side effects."
He stretched out his left hand and activated his special skill, squeezing it hard just like he used to squeeze a thermos.
Snapped!
A loud popping sound came from his empty palm. After it was over, he only felt a slight tension in the muscles that had exerted force, but no pain.
"At least it's already usable."
Therefore, if he only has a brief burst of power when he attacks, there will be almost no side effects. However, if he has a continuous burst of power for 2 seconds, it may lead to consequences such as muscle soreness and weakness.
Then, he looked with anticipation at the even more anticipated ability.
【Void Wind Long Silence lv4, mastered. Utilization rate 2%, side effect index 0.】
"Only 2%?"
Lu Zhao muttered in dissatisfaction, "The good news is that special skills with stricter utilization restrictions have fewer or even no side effects."
He thought about it and understood. The foundation of this ability was the release of internal energy, but he had only just entered the path of martial arts and had very little internal energy, so he could only use a little bit of it.
"No matter what, let's give it a try."
He concentrated his mind, mobilized the energy within his meridians, and used a special technique: a thin, bluish-gray stream of energy wrapped around his palm, like a glove.
After thinking for a while, he ran to open Shi Jian's cabinet, took out a lighter for smoking, and then lit it on the bluish-gray airflow.
puff.
The flames not only failed to burn through the airflow, but were also extinguished immediately.
Annihilate all non-physical attacks; the skill description is indeed true.
Even more critically, when the lighter's metal casing comes into contact with airflow, it corrodes severely at a speed visible to the naked eye.
popping.
Press the switch again, and it won't light at all.
The internal structure of the lighter was corroded and damaged.
Lu Zhao looked at his palm.
Right now, his energy isn't enough to cause widespread damage when released, but if he just keeps it wrapped around his hands...
Bone-Melting Palm?