Promotion to Grade 2 Martial Warrior

"Splash..."

That night, Chen Xia sat cross-legged in a bathtub, his body covered in white foamy medicinal liquid. The last drop of Moon Spirit Essence had been used.

A few strands of silver moonlight filtered through the window, illuminating his handsome face.

His breathing was steady and deep, as if he had merged with the surrounding darkness.

The Eternal Night Blood Scripture was an extremely peculiar technique. Cultivators needed to use their own blood as a guide to condense a Blood Sun, thereby obtaining immense power.

Chen Xia chanted the incantation in a low voice, and the qi and blood within his body began to circulate slowly.

At first, it was just a subtle warm current flowing through his meridians. But as he channeled his internal energy, this warm current gradually became scorching hot, surging through his body like lava, causing his muscles to twitch slightly.

He suddenly opened his eyes, a sharp glint flashing within them. He slowly clenched his fists, his knuckles cracking. Immediately, the qi and blood within his body erupted.

Screech!

As he continued to channel his internal energy, a faint crimson mist gradually appeared on the surface of his skin, enveloping his body. Within the blood mist, his figure flickered in and out of sight, like a demon god emerging from hell.

"Blood mist condensation..."

Chen Xia chanted the incantation in a low voice. The blood mist on his body began to rotate slowly, flowing around him as if it had a life of its own.

His breathing quickened, and the qi and blood within his body surged madly, as if trying to burst his body apart. But he forcibly suppressed the violent energy within him and continued to cultivate the technique.

As time passed, the blood mist gradually condensed into fine blood threads. These blood threads, like living things, burrowed into his skin, merging with his flesh and blood, repeating the process.

His body began to change. His muscles became tougher, his bones harder, and even his blood became thicker and heavier.

"This is the body-tempering method of the Eternal Night Blood Scripture. It's truly powerful!"

A hint of excitement flashed in Chen Xia's eyes.

After a while, he slowly stood up. The blood mist dissipated with his movements, but his body remained shrouded in a faint red glow.

Chen Xia stepped out of the bathtub naked and cleaned himself simply. A hint of well-defined pectoral and abdominal muscles were visible, not exaggerated, but combined with his slightly bronze skin, he looked very healthy.

At this moment, he took out his patrol alloy saber from a cabinet above the bathroom and tried to channel his energy.

Hum!

The qi within his body erupted from his dantian to his arms, fists, and the saber hilt. Finally, Chen Xia could see with his own eyes that a faint red glow began to emanate from his long saber, illuminating the surroundings, looking both eerie and evil.

"It's done!"

Chen Xia narrowed his eyes slightly. If not for the Eternal Night Blood Scripture during this period, even with medicine, he probably wouldn't have been able to cover the entire saber. There was still a lot of refinement needed. But with the Eternal Night Blood Scripture, he could actually cover the entire saber with qi energy.

This greatly amplified his strength. If an enemy were to touch it, with the force of the slash, it would have extremely strong penetration, damaging internal organs.

Chen Xia's saber was a standard issue for captains, exclusive to the Patrol Inspection Office. It was a type of Tang dao, specifically a Hengdao.

Hengdao primarily refers to Tang Hengdao with a crossguard and a non-embedded hilt. It was one of the standard equipment for the main armies of the Tang Dynasty. That is, the sabers carried by imperial guards, yamen runners, constables, city guards, and patrol soldiers.

This type of saber had a semi-triangular cross-section at the tip, with the top being the sharpest. It had an oblique cut, with an overall width of 3.2 cm and a length of 110 cm. It came with a wooden scabbard. Because it was made of alloy steel, it was extremely tough.

Whoosh, whoosh...

Chen Xia, holding the Tang dao, walked to the living room on the second floor and began to practice. He didn't turn on the lights. Under the faint moonlight, a figure moved around the room, making whistling sounds, with flashes of red light.

In Chen Xia's hands, the Tang dao danced with impenetrable defense. And because the Blood Sun within his body had surged, he could maintain this explosive mode for at least half an hour.

Normally, there was no need to activate the Blood Yang Energy.

When Chen Xia was studying, he had learned about weapons in school. Although he hadn't mastered any martial skills, with simple saber techniques in his hands, he could still unleash terrifying destructive power.

"With the improvement from this internal technique alone, I can already contend with a Grade 2 martial artist. And my current physical data has also greatly improved. I'm afraid my martial force will be even higher. I'll go test my punch power data tomorrow to see the effect!"

The next morning.

Chen Xia went to a nearby martial arts hall and found the testing equipment in the corner. He threw three consecutive punches.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

"2218kg!" "2219kg!" "2223kg!"

As the testing equipment beeped, Chen Xia saw three lines of red data, which shocked him.

His previous punch power was 1625kg. In comparison, it had increased by 598kg during this period. A significant improvement.

The further a martial artist progresses, the harder it becomes to advance. Even an increase of ten kilograms in strength might be the limit. Yet, Chen Xia had broken through the limit by hundreds of kilograms, progressing extremely rapidly.

From Grade 1 to Grade 9, each grade is divided into nine stages. The strength of a Grade 2 martial artist ranges from 2000kg to 4000kg, with about 222kg of upward space for each stage.

With Chen Xia's data, he had advanced from a Grade 1 Sixth Stage martial artist to a Grade 2 First Stage. If the Martial Warrior Alliance knew about this progress, they would likely find it unbelievable.

After testing his punch power, Chen Xia also tested his speed. He ran on the track like a gust of wind, finally reaching the hundred-meter finish line. The sound of beeping reached his ears, displaying the test data.

"36 meters per second!"

Compared to a Grade 1 martial artist's 25 meters per second, it had increased by 11 meters.

An increase of one or two meters per second is actually more difficult. If speed doubles, a person's combat power is not simply doubled.

Therefore, both speed and strength are very important.

It is said that the speed of a Soaring Martial Master can reach that of a high-speed rail at 300 kilometers per hour, which is about 83 meters per second. And usually, Soaring Martial Masters are one or two meters per second faster.

So, the Great Martial Masters of this realm can be compared to high-speed rail, truly dragons among men, fighter jets of the Human Race.

With Chen Xia's current speed, he hasn't reached the Soaring Martial Master level, but he's already surpassed cars, exceeding one hundred kilometers per hour, or 27.7 meters per second.

After some testing, Chen Xia opened his panel.

[Name: Chen Xia]
[Cultivation: Grade 2 Martial Warrior (Stage 1)]
[Technique: Seven Injuries Fist (Minor Completion), Eternal Night Blood Scripture (Beginner)]
[Punching Power: 2223kg]
[Speed: 36m/s!]

"Eternal Night Blood Scripture is at beginner level... I have a certain amount of Seven Injuries power within me, and it's only Minor Completion, which means Seven Injuries Fist has a lot of room for improvement."

Chen Xia wasn't surprised that the Seven Injuries Fist level hadn't changed. The enhanced version of Seven Injuries Fist was no longer comparable to ordinary techniques.

If his internal energy were a stream of water, reaching Major Completion would mean it would at least become a pond.

Even so, Chen Xia's current strength was enough for him to be promoted to a position in a branch office headquarters, commanding a patrol team of over six hundred people.

The old Chen Xia only wanted to be a captain, but he didn't think that way anymore.

In this High Martial Era, with federations of various countries and territories beyond the outer domains, too many astonishing experts, geniuses, and high-ranking dignitaries had emerged. Looking up, he was barely even a sesame seed official. Therefore, his ambitions had also grown significantly.

"My strength has now improved to Grade 2 Martial Warrior. There's no need to rush to the Martial Warrior Alliance to upgrade. I still have three days left. Within these three days, I must find the Night God Sect's stronghold and obtain a new Spirit Technique!"

With that thought, Chen Xia casually cleared all the test data and turned to leave the martial arts hall.