Comprehending Force Generation

Ning Ze could barely wait to test it.

He slowly closed his eyes, then suddenly opened them. A lively glint flashed through his gaze as he gave a low shout. "Gale!"

His body moved like the wind, Sword Shadow streaking across the air.

"Good lad!"

Ning Hua grinned. That speed was nothing like what someone who had just reached Intermediate Warrior could possess.

He raised his saber before him and waited for the sword to come down.

Clang!

Sword and saber collided, the crisp ring of metal echoing through the room.

Feeling the force transmitted through his weapon, Ning Hua's eyes widened. He cried out, "Advanced Warrior?"

His son had only passed the Warrior Assessment a little over a week ago. How had he become an Advanced Warrior already?

"Advanced Warrior?"

Ning Ze pondered it briefly. He had more or less figured out what was happening. This sudden extra strength was Force Generation. Earlier, when his sword moves had broken through to the specialized level, he had unconsciously applied it to his speed.

Ning Hua was nowhere near as composed. He took a step forward, grabbed Ning Ze's arms with both hands, and stared at him with eyes as wide as a bull's. "Son, what's going on? How are you already an Advanced Warrior? Advanced Warrior in half a month? This..."

The strength of every rank doubled. A Quasi-Warrior had to exceed 900 kilograms. When using the Five Hearts Facing Heaven Style to absorb Cosmic Energy for the first time, an ordinary person generally gained around 600 kilograms. A gain of 1,000 kilograms made one an elite, while a gain of over 2,000 kilograms marked one as a genius.

When Ning Ze first absorbed Cosmic Energy, his strength increased by 1,200 kilograms, bringing his physical strength to a little over 2,100 kilograms. He could only be considered an elite. During the month before he took the Warrior Practical Assessment, he gained another hundred-plus kilograms. Now, to approach the 4,000-kilogram mark of an Advanced Warrior, he would need to gain more than 1,700 kilograms.

With such a terrifying rate of improvement, he could become a Beginner Warlord in just over a month, an Intermediate Warlord in a little over three months, an Advanced Warlord in a year, and a War God in two years!

Forget elites. This was even more terrifying than those freaks above geniuses. He was a freak among freaks.

Faced with his excited father, Ning Ze did not know how to explain it for a moment. He hesitated before saying, "Dad, it isn't my physical fitness that improved. I think I comprehended Force Generation?"

"Force Generation?"

Ning Hua's eyes widened even further, bloodshot veins appearing within them. He trembled with excitement, and he trembled with fear.

"Son..."

"The first half of the Gale Sword Art doesn't contain Force Generation. You didn't secretly learn some Secret Manual, did you?"

Secret Manuals represented their creators' honor and contributions. Offering them up for everyone to study was already an act of generosity and kindness, so a substantial portion of the money paid by purchasers went to the creator.

If anyone dared to privately pass on a Secret Manual, it would be an insult to the creator's honor and contribution, as well as a provocation against the Limitless Martial Arts School!

Anyone caught privately spreading one would face the death penalty!

If Ning Ze truly had stolen knowledge, Ning Hua would rather his son had failed to learn it!

"Dad, you think too highly of me. Where would I even go to secretly learn one?"

Ning Ze wore a bitter smile before saying awkwardly, "I think I comprehended it myself?"

This was the second time he had used the system to improve himself, only to be forced by his father to admit that he had comprehended it himself. He felt somewhat embarrassed about it.

But he was not that pedantic. If it could improve his strength, what method did it matter? Countless people could only dream of such an opportunity, and he did not feel uncomfortable about it at all.

After all, some people were exceptionally gifted, born with knowledge and blessed with Heavenly Insight. They could create sword moves on a whim.

He did not possess that inborn talent, but the System Panel had appeared later in life. He could treat it as his own unconventional talent. This was his opportunity.

It was simply that he had only recently arrived in this world, so he still was not entirely used to it.

Ning Hua grew anxious when he heard that. "What do you mean, you think? Is this something to joke about? This could get you killed!"

"What Secret Manual did you secretly learn? We may not be able to afford much, but we can still afford the first few layers!"

Ning Ze's expression gradually turned serious. He said in a deep voice, "Dad, I really did comprehend it myself!"

When his sword moves advanced, none of the insights he gained had been lacking.

Others relied on sudden enlightenment, but as long as he accumulated enough experience, he could achieve enlightenment. The subtleties of every move and stance were all within his heart, though the process felt as if he had forcibly snatched them away.

Since the insights were complete, there was nothing he could not admit. Deep down, he even rather liked this feeling.

Ning Hua was instantly dumbfounded. His mouth hung open, but he did not know what to say. He had comprehended it himself?

Could someone comprehend anything by himself?

Was Force Generation some kind of joke?

It was an advanced technique that multiplied one's strength!

An extra fold of strength meant a minor realm.

Threefold extra strength meant two minor realms.

If someone had just reached the Warlord level and could generate force at four times the normal rate, their strength would directly reach the Advanced level. That was the peak of the Warlord level!

Very, very, very few Warlord-level powerhouses possessed such a technique.

Because once one comprehended such a technique, their cultivation speed would multiply. Their strength would double, their earning speed would rise, they would have more resources, the stimulation to their bodies would become stronger, and they might even break free of age restrictions. Most people who could use Force Generation had already cultivated to the War God Level!

One moment of enlightenment, and one's future became boundless.

And that was merely learning it. He had actually comprehended it himself!

Yes, the Secret Manuals of today had also been comprehended by predecessors. But aside from the Secret Manuals of a handful of top powerhouses—those top-tier Secret Manuals—

Most of the others had no Force Generation techniques in their first volumes. Force Generation only appeared in the later volumes.

This was not merely a Secret Manual. It was the cultivation path walked by those before them!

Even those predecessors had only comprehended Force Generation after reaching a certain realm, using Secret Manuals found in ruins as reference.

This was humanity's limit. Only after reaching a certain level could one comprehend Force Generation.

As for learners... unless they possessed peerless talent, they simply could not learn Force Generation from the outset. It was a heavenly chasm!

Even those with exceptional talent needed a certain foundation.

As for creating it... that was absolute nonsense.

A rookie who had just become a Warrior creating a Force Generation technique... this was no longer a matter of being a genius or not. No one had ever heard of such a thing.

Ning Hua felt dizzy... His hands unconsciously tightened. He had discovered that his son's talent was far too exaggerated.

Ning Ze frowned tightly. His father's strength was five times his own!

His arms felt as though they were about to break!

"Dad, let go of me!"

Ning Hua came back to his senses, but he had no intention of releasing him. He anxiously asked, "How much strength do you have now?"

"The last time I tested, my strength was 2,235 kilograms," Ning Ze answered truthfully.

"2,235 kilograms. A few days have passed, and that strike just now definitely exceeded 4,000 kilograms. That means your Force Generation added eighty percent! Maybe even ninety percent! Nearly double your previous strength!"

Ning Hua muttered to himself. Once he understood the scale of that improvement, he released Ning Ze's arms. His entire body staggered back two steps weakly, supported only by the Gilded Battle Saber in his hand. It was clear just how shaken he was.

After steadying himself, Ning Hua roared wildly, "Come on, slash me!"

Ning Ze's eyelids twitched several times, but he still nodded seriously.

This time, he had much better control over that sensation.

His body leaned forward slightly. As he stomped down, he unconsciously applied Force Generation to his legs. He shot forward like an arrow, even faster than before!

In an instant, Ning Ze stopped. The loose strands of hair over his forehead swayed faintly.

Strength rose from the ground, traveling up his spine and into his arm. He drew his sword and slashed, like silver light descending with the moon!

Clang!

The crisp cry of the sword echoed through the Training Room.

Ning Hua was forced back two steps by the force. His grip loosened, and the Gilded Battle Saber fell to the floor with a clatter.

Ning Ze did not understand what was happening. Then, in the next second, he was startled.

Ning Hua threw back his head and laughed like a madman. His wild laughter made the entire Training Room seem to tremble.

After laughing for three seconds, he flashed before Ning Ze and pulled him into a fierce embrace, laughing without end.

"Good son! Good son!"

"Ha ha ha!"

Ning Ze felt some pain, yet a faint smile remained on his face.

Because he could feel that overwhelming joy.

His father had suffered for far too long!

A Warlord-level powerhouse had suddenly become a cripple with a lame leg. It might not have been quite like a peerless master losing all his martial arts, but it was not far off.

Warriors cultivated their bodies. They cultivated evolution.

Being unable to improve one's strength was already painful enough, but honor vanished along with it!

Being unable to enter the Wilderness Area to hunt was a regret.

Going from a glorious protector of the Base City to someone who needed protecting was a loss that could not be described in words.

When the body was crippled, the heart became desolate as well.

Ning Hua had not been defeated. For a man with a lame leg to regain Warlord-level strength, he had paid an unknown number of times more than ordinary people.

All so that, in this dangerous era, he would have the strength to protect his family.

And Ning Hua's greatest wishes were nothing more than two things: a happy family, and a son who would become a dragon.

Only with strength did they have the right to pursue happiness. Only with strength could Ning Ze survive in the wilderness.

Those two wishes were truly one and the same.

Now that he had discovered Ning Ze possessed such talent, becoming a powerhouse seemed within reach. Naturally, he would have the right to survive.

If Ning Ze achieved something in the future, Ning Hua would have more than enough to be proud of. The glory that had once belonged to him as a Warrior would all return. His son's success would bring him honor, and he would feel even prouder.

Ning Hua patted Ning Ze's back several times, then turned and pulled him toward the exit. The smile on his face was so broad it almost looked deranged.

Father is even happier than I was when I first discovered what the system could do.

Ning Ze followed behind with a smile. He had imagined becoming his parents' pride. He had always worked hard to become their pride. But he had not expected it to happen so soon.

"Ha ha ha!"

Ning Hua laughed wildly like a madman, striding along with an utterly unconstrained gait.

On the first floor, Li Wan sat on the sofa with a strange expression. She was holding back a smile, yet the longer she looked at Ning Hua, the more disdain filled her eyes.

"What? Is something wrong with me?"

Ning Hua threw an arm around Ning Ze's shoulders and shouted each word distinctly, "My son! A peerless genius!"

Li Wan rolled her eyes. You were the one who wanted to beat him earlier, and now you were the one praising him. Before going upstairs, you were so angry you were practically jumping around! Now you were grinning like an idiot!

Looking at Ning Ze, she said proudly, "Of course my son is a genius!"

Ning Hua secretly chuckled to himself and shook his head meaningfully. "You don't understand!" With that, he released Ning Ze and walked by himself into the first-floor kitchen. He opened the liquor cabinet, took out two bottles of whisky, and gulped down several mouthfuls.

"Ah..."

"That hit the spot!"

Ning Ze watched with a smile. Come to think of it, he had never seen his father so happy before.

Perhaps he had been this happy when his younger sister was born, but Ning Ze could not remember it.

"Look at you!"

Li Wan shot the Madman a glance, then came over with a gentle expression and took Ning Ze's hand. "What's wrong with your dad?"

Ning Ze raised his brows and smiled. "Maybe because I comprehended Force Generation?"

"Comprehended Force Generation?"

Li Wan tilted her head and repeated the words. Then her big, adorable eyes widened into circles as she shrieked, "You comprehended Force Generation!"

"Ah!"

"My son is a genius!"

After shouting, she excitedly pulled Ning Ze into her arms. Her words became incoherent, and by the end, she sounded as if she were chanting a prayer.

Ning Ze lowered his head and secretly smiled with pursed lips. Then he looked up again, smiling warmly as he gazed at his mother.

Li Wan did not really understand the logic behind Warriors.

She did not know that not every Secret Manual contained Force Generation techniques.

She only knew that anyone who could comprehend Force Generation was a genius, and she let out the joy in her heart.

"Ah!"

After downing two bottles of liquor in one go—

Ning Hua heavily exhaled a breath of stale air. He had finally vented his emotions, and the turmoil in his heart calmed somewhat. He was a little drunk, but he had regained some clarity as well.

"Son! Come on! Let's log into Limitless Home!"

Limitless Home was the internal network of the Limitless Martial Arts School. Only Warriors affiliated with the Limitless Martial Arts School could log in.

This website had many functions and numerous sections. There were places to accept and post missions, private meeting and chat functions, cultivation sections, and a donation system.

The two most popular sections were the Warrior Forum and the Online Mall.

The Online Mall contained everything imaginable: all kinds of guidance arts, Movement Technique Secret Manuals, Sword Technique Secret Manuals, firearms, cold weapons, Gene Potions, and more. There was nothing it did not have.

It contained everything related to Warriors. No one dared claim to be wealthy in that mall. Even War God Level powerhouses had countless items they needed, most of which they could only look at longingly.

The forum, meanwhile, was purely a gathering place for Warriors to exchange information. They shared experiences, discussed cultivation, sought intelligence, and more...

"Dad, are we going to buy a Secret Manual?" Ning Ze asked excitedly.

"Yes. You need some cover now," Ning Hua said seriously.

"Cover?" Ning Ze's expression froze. "Doesn't the martial arts school always treat geniuses very well?"

Ning Hua glared at him and barked, "Fool!"

"Do you think you merely created a Force Generation technique? If you had simply learned it, even if you learned a few more layers, it would not matter. I could recommend you through the normal process."

"But your situation is different. Though we haven't tested it properly, I feel that your Force Generation nearly doubles your strength! Even Hall Master Hong's and Thunder God's Secret Manuals only increase force by seventy percent per layer. The First Layer is only 1.4 times, while the Second Layer reaches 2.1 times. You are already roughly equivalent to the Second Layer!"

"A tree that stands out in the forest is the first to be felled by the wind. Who knows who will come for you first? The two great martial arts schools each have half the powerhouses. Do you think things are peaceful within them?"

"Since you can comprehend it yourself, learning other people's Secret Manuals should be very easy for you as well. While using them as cover, you may even draw parallels and gain further insights."

"You're still too young, kid! Come on, let's go upstairs. I'll explain things properly. Being cautious never hurts. I'll first find someone powerful to ask about this."

Ning Ze immediately understood upon hearing that. So his Force Generation had improved his strength by that much!

There were indeed frequent conflicts between the world's two great martial arts schools, the Limitless Martial Arts School and the Thunderclap Martial Arts School.

Within the Base City, things were still manageable, and both sides kept their struggles relatively restrained.

But once they left the Base City—

Friction between Warriors was not as simple as exchanging a few blows. If they encountered each other in the Wilderness Area, it would be a fight to the death.

Martial strength bred defiance of the law. If others learned of his extraordinary Force Generation technique, trouble might arise. They could not withstand it, so they truly needed to find someone powerful to rely on.

"Dad, I'm grown up now. We were just in the Training Room, and I even knocked you back. At the time, the strength you used was far greater than mine!"

Ning Hua's face immediately flushed red. He had thought the kid had been focused on comprehending the sword technique and hadn't noticed what had happened earlier. Yet now he had said it out loud in the living room, leaving Ning Hua feeling rather embarrassed.

He cautiously glanced to the side.

Li Wan stood there with her arms folded, smiling without a word, but her eyes seemed to say that her son had truly grown up—he could even defeat his old man now!

Ning Hua's face darkened as he said gravely, "The waves behind drive the waves ahead. Is it strange for a son to surpass his father? Is that all you aspire to?"

"Besides, do you think I was fighting you at full strength? If I hadn't gone easy on you, you wouldn't have lasted three moves!"

Ning Ze nodded in complete agreement. After thinking for a moment, he said, "It really isn't appropriate to treat you as my opponent anymore. Don't worry, Dad. I'll surpass you as soon as possible!"

Ning Hua's eyes widened. He clenched his fists, veins bulging along his arms, then laughed and cursed, "You little brat, you're still too green to challenge me!"

"Get upstairs with me, now. Say another word of nonsense, and I'll show you your old man's true strength!"

Ning Ze raised an eyebrow and obediently followed him upstairs without saying another word. A wise man knew when to yield.