Tempering the Body

As their fists collided, Ma Feifei felt a surge of Gravity coursing through his arm and into his body. His entire body trembled, and the immense force sent him staggering back three steps.

"Oh my god..." Ma Feifei spread his fingers, his tiger's mouth was in excruciating pain, as if his flesh had been cut by a knife.

Looking up at the anime-style Ma Feifei, he found that Ma Feifei hadn't retreated an inch and looked completely unfazed, appearing to be much stronger than him.

"That's not right! How could the real person be weaker than the fake one?" Ma Feifei was completely baffled; he was genuinely confused.

"In the Martial Arts Diagram, the challenger's strength will be automatically adjusted to a level one rank lower than the Imprinter's," the system's voice announced.

After hearing the system's explanation, Ma Feifei couldn't help but curse inwardly. If the system's explanation was true, then defeating this so-called Imager was simply impossible.

For example, right now, the image opposite Ma Feifei, has the exact same abilities as him, even replicating the Dragon God Arm. Whatever Ma Feifei knows, the opponent can do too. Under these circumstances, how can he possibly defeat an image user who is a level higher than him?

"You're so weak~~"

Suddenly, Ma Feifei, the Reflector, sneered at Ma Feifei, then vanished in a Phantom Organization.

"Damn it! This is outrageous!" Being bullied by 'himself' was the last thing Ma Feifei could tolerate. He let out a sigh of relief and disappeared completely.

From the outside, all one can see are the shadows of two swift winds within the painting constantly intertwining, creating a dazzling effect.

"Bang!"

With a thud, Ma Feifei's body appeared and collapsed on the square. At the same time, the Reflector appeared, standing on the other side with a relaxed and carefree look, a strong smile on his lips.

"Damn it, this is the first time I've ever hated myself this much! Screw you!" Lying on the ground, Ma Feifei looked at the opposing Impressionist, feeling incredibly frustrated. The current situation was that he had no chance of winning against the opponent.

"That doesn't make sense! If we can't defeat the Imager, then why did the system create this setting?" Ma Feifei stared at the Imager, thinking carefully.

But how could the opponent give Ma Feifei a chance to breathe? In a flash, he was in front of Ma Feifei again, and threw a punch directly at his face. If this punch hit, he would probably be disfigured even if he didn't die.

The more critical the moment, the calmer Ma Feifei became. He could even hear his own heartbeat, the fighting spirit that flowed through his veins exploding.

"Come on!" Ma Feifei gritted his teeth, bent down and knelt on the ground, pouncing on his opponent like a tiger pouncing on its prey. His arms seemed to move slowly, but flames were ignited by friction. With a 'boom', Xiong Da broke out on the Dragon God Arm, and a long, melodious roar seemed to come from the fire.

"Bang!"

The two fists collided again, producing a deafening sound. This time, Ma Feifei was also knocked back three steps and knelt on one knee.

However, the other party also took a step back.

Although it was only a step back, it was a qualitative leap for Ma Feifei.

"His strength seems to be three points stronger than before, but his strength remains the same. Could it be that his strength is fixed, while I am able to break through my limits in the continuous battle?" As Ma Feifei felt the scorching flames on his left arm and the wrist containing powerful strength, a thought arose in his mind.

"Perhaps this Martial Arts Diagram is far more cost-effective than previously estimated." Ma Feifei looked at the Image Warrior charging towards them again, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up slightly.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

The battle between the two became increasingly intense. Whether it was Ma Feifei or the Image Representer Ma Feifei, their confrontation was relentless, with no gaps in their exchanges. The enormous collision sound they produced pierced through the void within the image, sparking flames out of thin air and depleting the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy within the inner space.

As the battle progressed, Ma Feifei's guess was successfully confirmed. After each exchange, Ma Feifei could feel his strength increasing, while his opponent remained unchanged. Through continuous clashes, Ma Feifei gradually became equal in strength to his opponent.

It even subtly implies that it exceeds expectations.

It started with one person staying still while the other took three steps back.

The person behind takes one step back, while the other person takes three steps back.

The two continued until they both simultaneously withdrew and Synchronize out.

Ma Feifei successfully gained a foothold in this battle, and he discovered that as the two continued to fight, it seemed that a continuous source of power was being released from his body, recharging him and replenishing his depleted energy.

"Boom!"

With another punch, Ma Feifei unleashed a powerful aura, and his cultivation level successfully rose from the third to the fourth stage of the Spirit Saint realm.

"Buzz~!"

Light patterns appeared in the air, Ma Feifei's vision went gray and white. When it lit up again, he found himself back in the backyard of the Bookstore, with the floating Martial Arts Diagram right in front of him.

Ma Feifei grabbed the Martial Arts Diagram, rolled it up, and silently sensed the condition within his own body.

The breakthrough he achieved in the portrait truly carried over to the outside world, and Ma Feifei also discovered that every muscle in his body was unusually taut and full of power, completely different from before.

"It seems my physical strength has increased quite a bit. Could this Martial Arts Diagram also temper the challenger's body?" Ma Feifei pondered thoughtfully, sensing the power within his body.

"Shopkeeper, are you alright?" Zhang Caicai came up and asked with a worried look.

"It's nothing." Ma Feifei waved his hand, turned to look at Yun Qingyang, and said, "Qingyang, come here for a moment."

The box was nowhere to be found, and the Yun Qingyang Qingshuang Sword that he always carried with him was also gone. He walked over empty-handed and looked at Ma Feifei.

"Did you know this painting is so amazing?" Ma Feifei said, pointing to the scroll in her hand. The painting was done by Yun Qingyang, so in theory, any additional effects in the painting were also created by her. The system did not play any role in it.

"Of course I know, I even specially chose the tempering effect for you," Yun Qingyang said seriously.

"The tempering effect?" Ma Feifei asked, puzzled.

Yun Qingyang nodded, took the scroll from Ma Feifei's hand, and said, "I originally drew this scroll casually, but after I finished it, it seemed like a voice in my head was guiding me, saying a lot of random things, and finally telling me to choose the scope of improvement myself. Then I thought of your poor physique and chose physical tempering to improve the scope."

"You can actually choose the range of enhancement for the additional effects in the painting!" Ma Feifei was slightly surprised. He had never encountered such a situation before. It felt as if Yun Qingyang had a system of his own, but Ma Feifei knew very well that Yun Qingyang could not possibly have a system.