After more than a month of cultivation.
For the last half month, he had even been using the most effective Guide Technique.
Yang Yu was now desperate to know exactly how much his strength had improved.
Aside from the first day, when the effects had been best and his punching force had increased by around 3,000 kilograms.
Over the following half month or so, his punching force had increased by more than a hundred kilograms every day, amounting to nearly 2,000 kilograms.
After using the Five Elements Guidance Technique for the most recent half month, his daily absorption efficiency had increased dozens of times over, greatly reducing the time needed to absorb Cosmic Energy.
It had originally taken four or five hours each day to absorb and refine Cosmic Energy. Now, it took less than half an hour.
However, while he had saved a great deal of time, his cells' daily "appetite" was limited. Though his efficiency had improved dramatically, the amount of extra Cosmic Energy each cell absorbed had not increased by much.
Yang Yu could feel that the punching force he gained each day was roughly one-third greater than before.
In other words, by rough estimation, Yang Yu's punching force had increased by more than 4,000 kilograms over this little more than a month.
After all, he was a Neijiaquan master. Though he could not control every fraction of his body's strength as perfectly as a grandmaster, the difference was not great, allowing him to roughly sense how much strength he possessed.
Adding that to his original 1,200 kilograms of punching force, he should have more than 5,000 kilograms, approaching 6,000 kilograms.
That was already very close to the 8,000-kilogram threshold for a Junior War General. At Yang Yu's current cultivation speed, he would only need less than a month to officially become a Junior War General.
It was now March.
There were still roughly six months before the Grand Nirvana officially arrived in September.
With so much time, Yang Yu was even confident that he could cultivate his physical fitness to the Intermediate War General level!
That meant a punching force of 16,000 kilograms and an astonishing running speed of 130 m/s!
And by then, barring any surprises, his Spiritual Force should have awakened as well.
With Spiritual Force two whole tiers stronger, Yang Yu's strength would reach the Junior War God level!
Against Monsters that had only just mutated, whose strength generally lay at the Warrior Level or War General Level, it would simply be a slaughter.
Even if he was unlucky enough to encounter a large pack of Beast General Level Monsters or a single Lord Level Monster, he would be fully confident in preserving his life, perhaps even killing them.
However, this was only the early stage of the Grand Nirvana. There most likely were not yet so many terrifying Monsters.
So for the time being, it was still safe.
As he mulled over these matters, Yang Yu soon arrived at Dong's Dojo, which had reopened.
"Xiao Yu, over here!" A beautiful, curvaceous young married woman called out to Yang Yu.
Yang Yu looked over and saw that it was Jiang Fang. "Hi, Sister Fang. You came to the dojo too?"
"Haha, I was cooped up at home for so long. Now that the dojo has reopened, of course I had to come train a little. And it's so nice to see you on the first day. I was worried that I wouldn't see any familiar faces when I came back to the dojo this time."
Jiang Fang spoke with a smile. In her eyes, Yang Yu was like a sunny, cheerful younger brother. She liked teasing him when she had nothing else to do, but it was purely sisterly affection.
She now had a happy, fulfilling family. Apart from her love of martial arts, she had a husband and children who loved her. Thus, she had not become the cold female War God she would later be.
"Yeah, it's really good to see each other again. After this virus outbreak, who knows how many familiar people are still alive."
Yang Yu and Jiang Fang walked into the dojo side by side, chatting about their recent circumstances as they headed toward the room dedicated to strength training.
"By the way, Xiao Yu, I remember it's just you and your grandfather at home, right? How is your grandfather doing?"
"Thank you for your concern, Sister Fang. My grandfather is doing well. He was lucky enough to pull through." Yang Yu smiled. "What about your family, Sister Fang?"
"My family? We were lucky too. My husband and two children are all doing fine." Jiang Fang's smile brightened at the mention of them.
"That's good. After going through this, you really understand that good health is what matters most." Yang Yu sighed.
It was also because of this that Yang Yu noticed there were truly a lot of people at the dojo today.
He chatted with Jiang Fang while doing strength training.
Before long, both of them were panting heavily.
Of course.
Yang Yu was deliberately making those sounds.
Given Yang Yu's physical fitness, even if the training weight were increased tenfold, he would not feel tired.
Once the morning had passed, Jiang Fang said goodbye to Yang Yu and went home.
It was lunchtime, and there were already very few people training in the dojo.
There was not a single person in the punching force testing area.
After Yang Yu entered, he shut the door, walked up to the Punch Strength Tester, and turned it on.
He stared at the punching target ahead.
He sank his breath into his dantian and calmed his mind.
Then, suddenly.
Yang Yu threw a punch!
The violent gust from his fist faintly carried threads of tiger-like roars!
Bang!
An incomparably muffled sound instantly echoed through the entire room.
The punching target shook violently.
The numbers on the tester began jumping wildly as well.
At last, the numbers stopped.
'5,888 kilograms!'
This Punch Strength Tester had been specially made for the dojo at great expense, with an upper punching-force limit of 10,000 kilograms.
So it could still measure his strength accurately now.
Let's try using Tiger Cannon Fist.
Yang Yu looked at the result, which was close to what he had predicted, and felt delighted.
He immediately mobilized all of his Martial Way Insight. The strength throughout his body instantly twisted into a single cord, surging from the soles of his feet to his calves and waist before being transmitted into his right fist.
Bang!!!
An even more muffled sound than before rang out.
This time, the punching target shook even more violently, while the number on the display screen instantly leaped to its upper limit!
Yang Yu could only smile wryly at the sight. "As expected, using a special Force Application Technique can amplify strength by a great deal. That punch had at least 20,000 kilograms of force!"
Based on the fact that Yang Yu could previously achieve an amplification of more than four times when unleashing Tiger Cannon Fist at full strength.
The punching force of that strike was roughly 22,000 kilograms.
It had completely surpassed the 16,000-kilogram qualifying line for an Intermediate War General, though it was still quite far from the 32,000-kilogram threshold for a Senior War General.
After resetting the Punch Force Tester to zero, Yang Yu went to the speed-testing room.
There was still no one there. After closing the door, Yang Yu turned on the equipment.
Since speed testing used infrared sensors and computer calculations.
Its upper limit was quite high, so there was no need to worry that it would fail to register his speed.
Standing outside the running track, Yang Yu took a deep breath.
Then, without using any Force Application Technique, he tested himself once with brute strength alone.
'81 m/s'
Yang Yu was quite satisfied as he looked at the number. This speed was not slow even among Senior Fighters.
Next, Yang Yu once more applied the Force Application Technique to both feet.
In an instant, the Soaring Dragon Footwork unfolded at full power.
Strength and technique erupted completely!
Yang Yu streaked across the running track like a phantom.
He reached the other end of the running track in an instant.
He came before the display.
'188 m/s'!
"Not bad." Yang Yu smiled and reset the tester to zero.
This speed did surprise Yang Yu a little.
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