Below the panel.
Two lines of text appeared above Jiang Ting's head.
[Physique: Martial Embryo Sacred Body]
[Talent: Primitive]
"Martial Embryo Sacred Body? Th-this can't be right, can it?"
Jiang Ye froze in place at the sight.
He remembered that Jiang Ting's physique had been Mortal Body before.
How had she changed so much in such a short time?
Had she suddenly become a Sacred Body?
"What kind of physique is this?" Jiang Ye stared at the panel.
Whether it was Mortal Body, Mystic Body, or this Martial Embryo Sacred Body, the system classified them according to the standards of the Low Martial World.
Physiques were classified in the real world too, but not the same way as in the system.
For instance, Mortal Body was called "Martial Bone" in reality.
Class A Mortal Body meant Class A Martial Bone.
As for Mystic Body, Jiang Ye hadn't encountered one yet, so he didn't know what it was called in reality.
But just from its name, Martial Embryo Sacred Body sounded far more advanced than "Mortal Body" or "Mystic Body."
"Is Martial Embryo Sacred Body even more advanced than Teacher Chen's Mystic Body?"
Jiang Ye looked at Jiang Ting strangely. "Could this girl have a cheat of her own?"
Going from Mortal Body to Sacred Body overnight was simply unbelievable.
Was she even human?
"Could Mom have picked up an alien?" Jiang Ye wondered. He had never heard of anything like this.
Physiques had always changed gradually. Jiang Ye knew that from experience.
How could anyone make such a huge leap all at once?
And Jiang Ting had the lowest-grade Primitive Talent, to boot.
When all these factors came together, was she even human?
"Whatever the case, it's a good thing." Jiang Ye thought.
If Jiang Ting could grow into a strong fighter soon, he would have another capable ally by his side.
"It's just that this girl is still a long way from being ready to cultivate." Jiang Ye looked at the little girl.
No matter how talented his younger sister was, she was still too young—not even thirteen yet.
That only made it more important to keep her out of danger.
Talented young people dying before their time was hardly uncommon.
"Whether she's a genius or not, my own strength is what matters most." Jiang Ye was clear-eyed about that.
After dinner, Jiang Ye returned to his room.
He turned on his wristband.
"Buzz!"
A holographic projection appeared.
The projection page had no other functions. There was only one book.
It was clearly a custom-made wristband designed specifically for teaching art techniques. It didn't even have a calling function.
That was to prevent the art technique from being leaked.
"Eight Divisions Thunder Sound Fist." Jiang Ye tapped the book.
The next moment, a middle-aged man dressed in a black martial arts uniform appeared on the projection page.
His eyes were sharp and bright as an eagle's. He stood ramrod straight, and though he was only on a projection, an aura of indestructibility seemed to come through the screen.
"Eight Divisions Thunder Sound Fist is a Yellow Tier Mid-grade Art Technique, suitable for cultivation below Second Break," the middle-aged man said gravely.
"Yellow Tier Mid-grade Art Technique?" Jiang Ye's eyes lit up.
It really was a high-level art technique!
Compared with talents, the ranks of cultivation methods weren't as complicated.
They were broadly divided into Heaven, Earth, Mystic, and Yellow Tiers, with each tier further divided into upper, middle, and lower grades.
For example, the Star Martial Cultivation Method—whose full name was the Star Martial Cultivation Basic Method—was a Yellow Tier Low-grade Cultivation Method, suitable for people just starting out in Martial Arts.
Yellow Tier Mid-grade? That was the highest-grade method Jiang Ye had ever seen.
The middle-aged man continued, "This technique is fierce and domineering. Practitioners must draw thunder-attributed Star Energy into their bodies, then use a special breathing method in combination with their fist stances to unleash its power."
"Each punch carries the force of a thousand thunders and the vibrations of eight layers of thunderclaps. It can easily shatter an opponent's meridians..."
After the brief introduction, the middle-aged man began demonstrating the technique.
Jiang Ye studied carefully.
The more he learned, the more astonished he became.
This Eight Divisions Thunder Sound Fist could actually let the body contain the power of thunder!
The method was simple: use a specific Cultivation Method to compress thunder-attributed Star Energy into the meridians.
The moment a punch was thrown, the energy was released. Not only could it unleash immense power, it could even produce the effect of thunderclaps.
"But how can a person make the sound of thunder?"
Jiang Ye was puzzled.
He soon understood the principle.
"By using the Life Magnetic Field to release the thunder energy compressed inside the body, you can create an effect similar to thunderclaps?"
Jiang Ye's face lit with understanding.
The human body contained a strange magnetic field.
And this magnetic field could combine with Starry Sky Energy.
Starry Sky Refinement was the process of strengthening one's own magnetic field.
Only when that magnetic field had grown strong enough could someone break the Life Shackle and become a Starry Sky Martial Artist.
At that point, the human body's magnetic field could actively sense Starry Sky Energy and draw it in!
That was why, after First Break, people were called "Starry Sky Martial Artists."
Back to the question from before.
Why could the human body make the sound of thunder?
"Because the body's own magnetic field has merged with Starry Sky thunder energy, producing a similar effect."
Once Jiang Ye understood all of this, he had a sudden realization.
This Eight Divisions Thunder Sound Fist was a powerful killing technique!
It could also pose a grave threat to the Shadow Clan.
Thunderclaps were fierce and violent—the best way to counter such sinister creatures.
Before long, Jiang Ye had finished watching all the videos.
He immediately took up a fist stance and began practicing where he stood.
Although this art technique required drawing thunder into the body, he hadn't yet reached First Break, so he could still practice the fist stances alone.
Once his stances were perfected, he could still unleash terrifying power without the thunderclaps.
"Whoosh! Whoosh!"
Jiang Ye practiced alone.
Eight hours later.
"Whew!"
Jiang Ye adjusted his breathing, feeling a wisp of energy move through his meridians.
He spread the five fingers of both hands like eagle claws. As the wisp of energy reached his right hand, his right fist shot out like an arrow loosed from its string.
"Boom!"
A faint rumble sounded through the air.
Jiang Ye lowered his fist and stood still.
Bare-handed, his fist rang like thunder. That was the Eight Divisions Thunder Sound Fist!
It also meant that he had become proficient in the technique.
He had only used the breathing method just now. If he had used Starry Sky thunder energy, real thunderclaps would have sounded.
"This power... It's so strong!" Jiang Ye was pleasantly surprised.
Practicing the Eight Divisions Thunder Sound Fist couldn't raise his cultivation level.
But it could help him mobilize his whole body's strength much more efficiently.
If Jiang Ye tested his punching power now, it would be at least fifty kilograms greater than before.
"It's one in the morning."
Jiang Ye glanced at the time, then sat cross-legged. "Time to undergo Illusionary Tempering."
The next moment, his consciousness sank into the Martial Arts Heavenly Ladder.
After a whole night of grueling battles,
Jiang Ye woke the next day and immediately resumed practicing the Eight Divisions Thunder Sound Fist.
This high-level art technique improved him even more than he had imagined.
If he could reach the entry level before school started, his strength would make a tremendous leap.
Several hours later,
Jiang Ye called Chen Zilu.
"Teacher, I've run into a few problems practicing the Eight Divisions Thunder Sound Fist."
Jiang Ye asked her, "Have you practiced this art technique?"
"No."
Chen Zilu sounded a little helpless. Jiang Ye really did treat her like an encyclopedia, coming to her every day.
If she hadn't taken a liking to him, she would have been fed up with him by now.
"But I've practiced the Mystic Grade Mid-grade Heavenly Thunder Fist. Some parts are a little similar to the Eight Divisions Thunder Sound Fist."
Chen Zilu sighed. "All right, what problem have you run into?"
Jiang Ye immediately explained.
Asking Chen Zilu for advice gave him a thirty percent boost to his comprehension.
When his own interests were at stake, Jiang Ye had always been shameless.
Still, he knew that asking for help like this was a significant favor. Not everyone would be willing to have their vacation interrupted day after day.
"I'll have to repay her properly later," Jiang Ye thought.
After he finished explaining the problem, Chen Zilu indeed offered a unique solution.
Jiang Ye immediately began practicing again.
Day after day.
During the last month of summer vacation, Jiang Ye's life was packed from morning to night.
He switched constantly between cultivation and the illusion.
In the blink of an eye, a month had passed.
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