The battle was decided in an instant, and it was a crushing defeat.
The onlookers all wore dumbfounded expressions.
It was already over?
Li Lei, who had loudly shouted that others were trash, was easily killed in seconds by the person he called trash. Who exactly was the trash here?
"What a buzzkill. I thought this guy was something special, but it turns out he's all bark and no bite!"
"I misjudged him. Still, this little brother is impressive; he kept the demeanor of an expert from start to finish. Definitely not trash."
"I agree. Just now, this little brother used a movement technique that almost reached the realm of perfection. That's definitely the work of a genius!"
In an instant, everyone became supporters of Chu Han.
"Quickly take him to the infirmary; there are doctors there to treat him."
Zhang Qiuyue instructed Li Lei's other two classmates to take him for medical treatment.
At the same time, she felt shocked by the strength Chu Han displayed, a brilliant light dancing in her eyes.
She remembered that a month ago, Chu Han was much weaker than he was now.
"You're truly amazing! I believe you can become a powerful martial artist. I support you! Keep it up!"
Zhang Qiuyue waved her fist at Chu Han, booked a training room for him, and handed him a training card.
"Rest assured, I will definitely not let down those who support me!"
As soon as he obtained the training card, Chu Han couldn't wait to go train.
Entering the training room, Chu Han first went up to a strength testing machine.
Sitting in the seat, he gripped the push rod of the strength testing machine with his left hand.
He suddenly exerted force and pushed upward!
"Boom!"
The entire testing machine trembled, and the numbers on the screen in front of him began to jump rapidly.
892...
977...
1055...
1298...
1380!
The final number stopped at 1380.
"1380 catties! My single-arm strength really far exceeds the minimum limit of a quasi-martial artist!"
Chu Han tried a few more times, his left arm's strength maintaining around 1400 catties.
Next, he tested his right arm's strength, which ultimately settled at around 1500 catties.
The strength of both arms already far exceeded the requirements for a quasi-martial artist.
Afterward, he walked over to the Punch Power Tester, preparing to test his strike force.
There are two ways to determine a quasi-martial artist: one is for single-arm strength to reach 1000 catties, and the other requires the explosive strike force to reach 2000 catties.
As long as one can deliver a strike force of 2000 catties, even if basic strength falls short, it still meets the criteria for a quasi-martial artist.
Moreover, the magnitude of strike force can better reflect a person's control over their own muscles and bones. The stronger the control, the better the force-exertion technique, often allowing them to unleash even higher strength.
Ultimately, judging the strength of a martial artist depends on how much combat power they can unleash; otherwise, no matter how high the raw strength is, it is just for show.
A twofold increase in strike force is already the bare minimum limit. Generally, a quasi-martial artist with a strength of a thousand catties can at least deliver a strike force of 2000 catties.
Someone a bit more formidable might strike with three times the power, and if they use martial techniques, five or ten times the strike force is completely normal.
"Bang!"
Chu Han smashed a punch onto the Punch Power Tester, and a loud bang instantly echoed inside the training room.
The numbers on the tester's panel began to rise rapidly.
3500...
4200...
5001...
5733...
6056.
With this punch, he delivered 6000 catties of strike force, which was a fourfold amplification.
"This matches my expectations. My Basic Fist Technique has already reached the realm of perfection, and coupled with the changes in my innate bones and physique, its might is already close to that of ordinary martial techniques."
"However, this is still not my limit!"
A sharp gleam flashed in Chu Han's eyes. He could already sense that his Basic Fist Technique still had room for improvement.
Thus, he continuously threw punches at the Punch Power Tester, constantly adjusting his striking techniques and honing his Basic Fist Technique.
Under his Ten Thousand Times Talent, every punch he threw was an improvement over the last. With every punch, he discovered the flaws of the previous one, continually refining his fist techniques.
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The strike force numbers on the tester were also constantly refreshing.
6100...6200...6300...6500...6800...7000...
Finally, the theoretical methods in Chu Han's mind and the movements of his body achieved a perfect combination, and he blasted out the most perfect punch yet!
"Bang!"
The numbers on the Punch Power Tester surged once again.
Chu Han's Basic Fist Technique progressed further, reaching the realm of superb mastery!
"7700 catties!"
"Fivefold amplification!"
Chu Han was overjoyed. A routine punch from him could now unleash an amplification comparable to a fist technique martial art.
If he were to cultivate a fist technique martial art on top of this, he couldn't imagine how terrifying the might would be!
Right now, relying solely on his Basic Fist Technique, Basic Movement Technique, and Basic Saber Technique, he was already enough to unleash combat power far surpassing ordinary quasi-martial artists.
If he used martial techniques or activated the Stone Skin talent, his combat power would skyrocket even further.
Even if his opponent were a genuine martial artist, he wouldn't be afraid.
"The wilderness training camp the day after tomorrow will be the place where I soar into the sky!"
Chu Han clenched his fists, full of drive.
He now had a rough understanding of his own strength.
Next came the cultivation of the Nine Heavens Body Tempering Technique, which was also his main purpose for coming here.
In two days' time, he would elevate his strength to the level of a martial artist!
He sat cross-legged, adopting the posture for the first tier of the Nine Heavens Body Tempering Technique.
"Hiss~"
A heart-rending pain struck him once again, like ten thousand needles piercing him, skinning him alive and carving his flesh!
"No matter how much it hurts, I have to endure!"
Chu Han clenched his teeth tightly, breathing according to the respiratory frequency outlined in the body tempering technique. He could feel every cell in his body opening up, and wisps of hot Qi continuously burrowing into his skin and flesh.
This was the phenomenon of his body absorbing Elemental Power.
Each posture had to be maintained for at least 1 minute to achieve the best cultivation effect.
One minute later, Chu Han collapsed to the ground, his body already soaked in sweat. The pain rapidly receded, and in its place came an incomparably full vitality and strength throughout his entire body.
"What an overbearing body tempering technique! Truly terrifying!"
Chu Han hurriedly got up and began to attempt the second posture.
The pain of the second posture was not a bit weaker than the first, and was perhaps even more agonizing.
Fortunately, Chu Han was mentally prepared in advance and gritted his teeth to push through it.
Immediately followed by the third posture, the fourth posture...
There were a total of 36 postures in the first tier of the body tempering technique, and Chu Han was tackling them one by one.
He was in pain yet happy, practically cultivating as if his life were on the line.
The entire morning passed before he finally completed the 36th posture, and he could feel that his own strength had gained a not-insignificant boost.
Thus, following the sequence, he performed all 36 postures back-to-back.
Instantly, the thermal current within his body formed a circulation. An Elemental Power vortex even appeared at his Dantian, and external Elemental Power was continuously being sucked into his body.
The speed of absorbing Elemental Power abruptly increased by several fold!
"Amazing! As expected of an S-Class body tempering technique!"
Chu Han was overjoyed. As long as he continuously cycled through the cultivation of the 36 postures, the Elemental Power vortex within his body could be maintained indefinitely!
"Gurgle..."
At this moment, his stomach issued a protest.
Only then did Chu Han realize that he was already hungry.
He checked the time; it was exactly 12:00 noon.
"Time to go out and eat, or my body will run on empty."
Chu Han stood up and stopped his cultivation.
Before heading out, he walked over to the strength testing machine.
"Let's see how much my strength has increased."
His left arm fiercely shoved the testing rod, and the final strength number changed to 1550.
"1550! The strength of my left arm increased by 150 catties! Comparable to a Supreme Strength Pill!"
Unable to believe the numbers before his eyes, Chu Han tested his right arm as well.
1650!
The strength of his right arm had also increased by 150 catties!
"This is too awesome!"
Laughing heartily, Chu Han left the training room.
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