"This punch's power... was decent."
The Exploding Kill Flying Bird Fist could kill a bird with one punch without any problem.
"Without using any other methods, this punch... could practically beat someone of the same weight class... to death."
Qi Yuan murmured.
This kind of power was actually terrifying among martial artists.
Take Wang Shi Qiao's best friend Xing Yu, for example. She had also obtained a martial artist certification, yet even with a Talent Martial Skill, she could not kill someone of the same level with a single punch.
Killing with a fist, and not even striking a vital point, was rare indeed.
"But relying on martial arts alone, I'm still quite a distance from Yang Shan."
Qi Yuan silently analyzed his own strength.
In terms of technique, Qi Yuan far surpassed Yang Shan.
But in strength, defense, and physical fitness, Yang Shan exceeded Qi Yuan by a great deal.
For instance, even if Qi Yuan knew how to block an attack, he might not be able to react in time.
Of course, that was only considering Qi Yuan's current physical condition.
His body had already suffered a curse and was even weaker than an ordinary person's.
Although he cultivated immortality, his physique was currently only comparable to that of an ordinary person.
"I've reached the seventh level. It's time to take the secret substance."
The next day, sunlight spilled through the curtains, scattering shattered shadows across the floor.
Qi Yuan sat in the living room, eating the breakfast prepared by Ling Yi.
As an intelligent robot, Ling Yi could make simple breakfasts and standard meals.
Qi Yuan's meal was rather light: a bowl of plain congee, several shredded-radish buns, and a salted egg.
"Add more meat next time. I'm still growing," Qi Yuan said casually.
Although the house