Second Brother, you... you're already Rank Nine?

Time flew by.

In the blink of an eye, eight days had passed.

[Name: Chen Mu]

[Age: 16]

[Martial Power: Strength of Two Horses]

[Heart Soul: Initial Spirit lv9 (+)]

[Soul Points: 3 points]

Five days ago, Chen Mu had already easily entered the ranks, stepping into the first rank of the Martial Dao, Ninth Rank!

And his martial power was finally no longer the Strength to Truss a Chicken, but had a new description.

Entering the Martial Dao ranks, even if it was just the lowest Ninth Rank, was a completely different level compared to ordinary people.

Because Martial Artists who reached the Ninth Rank would cultivate a surge of blood qi within their bodies, and as long as they had this blood qi, Martial Artists would possess the ability of 'Blood Qi Burst'.

This meant forcefully raising a surge of blood qi to unleash astonishing power in an instant.

Ordinary people, under extreme anger, could sometimes also suddenly erupt with power exceeding their original strength, but this was extremely rare. Only Martial Artists could truly master this state.

The physique and constitution of a Ninth Rank Martial Artist were at least two to three times that of a strong adult man, and by forcefully raising a surge of blood qi, they could increase it by several times more during a brief burst!

As the saying goes, when a Martial Artist is enraged, blood splatters five paces!

Even if there were ten strong adult men holding weapons, as long as none of them reached the Ninth Rank level, a single Ninth Rank Martial Artist could kill all ten of them within the few breaths of a blood qi burst!

Of course.

The burst of blood qi would also cause a huge burden on the physical body, so it often couldn't be maintained for long, at most ten breaths. More often than not, Martial Artists would keep this blood qi hidden within their bodies.

As for the higher levels of Martial Artists, Eighth Rank and Seventh Rank, the change was also very simple. From one surge of blood qi to two surges was Eighth Rank, and from two surges to three surges was Seventh Rank.

Eighth Rank Martial Artists had a stronger physique than Ninth Rank, and on the basis of blood qi burst, they could also achieve a secondary burst, unleashing even more terrifying power in an instant.

Seventh Rank was a triple stacking.

When Zhang Hai, the leader of the Black Water Gang, tried to kill Chen Mu, it was the instantaneous triple stacking of three surges of blood qi that made his obese body suddenly erupt with terrifying power like a demon. His speed was so fast that almost everyone present couldn't react, and he instantly closed in on Chen Mu!

However, no matter how fast all of this was, it was still not faster than a Flying Sword!

"In at most two more days, I should be able to reach Eighth Rank."

Chen Mu maintained his cultivation posture.

He could clearly feel that his physical body was changing every moment, and the surge of blood qi within his body was gradually reaching a saturated state.

Once this surge of blood qi reached complete saturation, continuing to improve would cause it to differentiate, splitting from one surge into two, which would reach the level of an Eighth Rank Martial Artist.

"The power of Martial Artists is quite interesting."

Although Chen Mu had the ability of a Sorcerer from the beginning and knew that Sorcerers held a transcendent status, he had never looked down on Martial Artists. It was just that he had been busy with many things before and hadn't tried it.

The feeling of being grounded and solid brought by abundant and vigorous physical blood qi and strong muscles and bones was completely different from the feeling of a powerful heart soul.

Now he possessed both.

Chen Mu even felt that his mind and soul had become much more comfortable.

His originally fragile body, carrying an overly powerful mind and soul, always forced him to be cautious, but now that discomfort had significantly subsided, and his mind and body had become more compatible.

Thump thump!

A knock sounded.

"Second Master, it's time for lunch."

Xiao Mei's voice quietly came from outside the door.

Chen Mu took a light breath, dispersed the gathered spiritual energy, then calmed the blood qi within his body, and finally said, "Come in."

Since he started practicing martial arts, his daily food intake had also surged, at least three times more than before. This nutrition was also completely absorbed by his body.

After lunch.

Just as Chen Mu had nothing to do and was about to continue cultivating, he suddenly looked up towards the direction outside the courtyard.

It was at this moment that a clear laugh came.

"Hehe, is Second Brother practicing?"

Chen Yao stood outside the courtyard, but was stopped by Xiao Mei. Of course, she could have forced her way in, but she just chuckled and didn't enter Chen Mu's courtyard.

She had originally thought that Chen Mu would soon encounter some difficulties and come to her for answers, but she waited for seven or eight days without seeing Chen Mu come to her door.

She was an Eighth Rank martial artist and naturally knew many things about cultivation methods. If the posture wasn't accurate, it would be twice the effort for half the result. Although she didn't practice the Golden Jade Art, she could still help Chen Mu adjust.

"Come in."

Chen Mu's voice came from the inner courtyard.

Xiao Mei bowed slightly to Chen Yao, then moved aside.

Chen Yao walked in with light steps, came outside Chen Mu's bedroom, pushed open the door, and looked at Chen Mu with a slight surprise, saying, "Oh, Second Brother seems to have made good progress."

Martial artists, without bursting their blood qi, didn't look much different from ordinary people on the outside. However, Chen Mu had reached the Ninth Rank in just seven or eight days, and was even close to the Eighth Rank. Compared to a few days ago, the change was indeed clearly visible at a glance.

It was obvious that Chen Mu's figure was fuller, his complexion was rosy, his eyes were bright and spirited, and the white mist he exhaled was also more vigorous.

"There's some effect."

Chen Mu smiled casually.

Chen Yao blinked her eyes and suddenly reached out to grab Chen Mu.

It seemed like a simple movement, but her whole person instantly approached Chen Mu. This move was meant to directly seize Chen Mu.

Chen Mu subconsciously wanted to restrain her with a thought, but his thought reacted even faster. At the edge, it turned into a physical action, and his whole person took a step back.

He had just managed to avoid Chen Yao's grab.

Chen Yao grabbed at empty air and immediately froze in that posture.

One had to know that she was an Eighth Rank martial artist. Although she hadn't burst her blood qi, this grab was by no means simple. Regardless of speed or accuracy, even a proper Ninth Rank martial artist might not be able to dodge it!

"Eh, eh eh?!"

Chen Yao 'ehed' three times, her face showing a look of astonishment and disbelief. Then, she suddenly lunged forward, extending her small hand to grab Chen Mu's shoulder again.

Chen Mu first dodged to the left, then retreated backward, successively avoiding Chen Yao's three attempts to seize him. It wasn't until the last attempt that Chen Yao's speed was finally a little faster, and her fingers touched Chen Mu's shoulder.

But Chen Mu still managed to break free.

"Second Brother, you, you're Ninth Rank?"

Chen Yao stopped her movements, her mouth wide open, looking at Chen Mu.

She hadn't felt it during the first test, but by the second, she was almost certain. Chen Mu had fully entered the ranks; this was the reaction speed and agility that only Martial Artists possessed!

The problem was,

It had only been a few days!

It seemed like it hadn't even been ten days yet!

She stared blankly at Chen Mu, her large eyes filled with disbelief. Slowly lowering her hand, she said somewhat foolishly, "Second Brother, you... what happened?"