Returning Home

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In a small martial arts practice hall, Chen Daolin threw a punch. The extreme speed of his fist instantly created terrifying high pressure in the air, triggering a violent sonic boom within the hall as the incredibly heavy blow slammed directly into the target.

Boom!

"80,000kg."

"Hiss." Chen Daolin gasped. His punching power had increased nearly threefold, rising from 28,000kg to 80,000kg. A single punch now carried nearly 80 tons of force!

The baseline for a Low-Level Warlord's punching power is 8,000kg, which meant that in terms of raw punching power alone, he had already reached the standard of a Low-Level Warlord.

And that was only his base strength; if he added the King Kai Fist...

Chen Daolin narrowed his eyes, feeling the pulse of power within his body.

The aura around him silently condensed and rose, and the air in the practice hall seemed to freeze.

Chen Daolin suddenly opened his eyes wide, his muscles tensing. A massive surge of power transferred to his fist as he slammed it into the target with all his might.

His speed instantly broke the sound barrier!

A blast followed immediately after.

BOOM!!!

The target swayed violently, and a staggering number appeared on the screen--

"400,000kg."

He had unleashed five times his body's explosive power!

Chen Daolin wore an incredibly joyful expression as he said, "The King Kai Fist is actually at five times now..."

That was right. After his physical fitness reached the Low-Level Warlord level, his King Kai Fist had also broken through again, increasing to five times.

According to the pattern, trainees were at two times, Warrior Level at three times, Warlord Level at four times, and God of War level at five times. Chen Daolin didn't know the exact logic behind this—did increasing a level always add one multiplier? He felt it wasn't that simple.

The King Kai Fist shouldn't just be related to physical fitness alone.

Chen Daolin looked at the target, which was still vibrating slightly, and sighed, "I'm really strong now."

His base physical fitness alone reached the Low-Level Warlord level, with a punching power of nearly 80,000kg!

With the five-fold boost from the King Kai Fist, that became 400,000kg!

Adding the 0.9x force multiplier from World Destroyer, his punching power would reach 760,000kg.

The threshold for a Low-Level God of War is 128,000kg to 256,000kg.

The threshold for a Mid-Level God of War is 256,000kg to 512,000kg.

The threshold for a High-Level God of War is 512,000kg to 1,024,000kg.

And now, with his full power unleashed, his strength far exceeded the limit of a High-Level God of War.

Even a High-Level God of War would be trampled by him.

Perhaps only those monstrous peak God of War martial artists or High-Level God of War Spirit Readers could compare to him.

The rapid surge in strength brought with it inner satisfaction and ecstasy.

Possessing the strength of a High-Level God of War meant he had become part of the world's elite, no longer an expendable character.

Even the head of the Jiangnan General Hall of the Extreme Martial Arts Hall was only a High-Level God of War, and might not even be as strong as Chen Daolin.

After all, someone who had just stepped into the 512,000kg range was a High-Level God of War, someone with 800,000kg was also a High-Level God of War, and someone like Chen Daolin who could unleash nearly 800,000kg of force was also a High-Level God of War.

But he could kill the first two types with two or three punches.

The gap between High-Level Gods of War could be massive.

However, Chen Daolin also reminded himself not to get carried away. After all, there were existences in this world that transcended the God of War level, such as Hong, a peerless powerhouse who truly stood at the pinnacle of the world. He feared that a single finger from such a person could crush him.

Chen Daolin was still far from invincible.

On the path of a martial artist, he had only just begun; he still had a long way to go.

On the morning of December 30, 2056, Chen Daolin and Ji Xuan bid farewell to their acquaintances at the Training Camp. Carrying their luggage, they boarded the giant saucer-shaped passenger plane arranged by the camp and returned to the main urban area of Jiangnan Base City, which they had been away from for four months. As soon as they stepped off the plane, they saw several familiar figures below. Chen Daolin looked closely and realized they were people from the Jiangnan General Hall of the Extreme Martial Arts Hall. One of the executives, Zhuge Tao, was among them, and even the Yangzhou City chief instructor, Wu Tong, was present.

"Welcome back to our two prodigies of Jiangnan Base City." Zhuge Tao and the others greeted them with beaming smiles, shaking hands with Chen Daolin and Ji Xuan.

Chen Daolin was stunned for a moment when he saw Zhuge Qing in the crowd, then smiled.

Zhuge Qing shook his hand quite naturally. This girl seemed to have changed a lot during this period; her temperament was much more composed and mature than before.

Zhuge Tao laughed, "Mr. Chen, Ms. Ji, we have already arranged a banquet at a city hotel to welcome you both back. If you have no other plans, let's head over now."

Chen Daolin hadn't expected Zhuge Tao and the others to be so enthusiastic, so he couldn't refuse their kindness. He went with them to the best hotel in the main city for a meal, and only then, under their arrangements, did he take a car back to Yangzhou City and Mingyue Residential Quarter, though it was already past eleven at night.

Looking at the familiar residential area, Chen Daolin lifted the briefcase in his hand and exchanged a glance with Ji Xuan before they walked into Mingyue Residential Quarter together. Both were wearing winter clothes, though not as heavy as those worn by others.

Because they had already called to say they were returning today, the lights in the Ji family villa were still on. Chen Daolin and Ji Xuan walked to the door together, opened it, and stepped inside to see the three members of the Ji family in the living room. Xiao Han was sitting on the sofa, with her father and mother beside her. When they heard the door, they all looked over.

"Dad, Mom, I'm home." Ji Xuan's voice was a bit emotional. She put down her luggage and hurried over to embrace her family.

Chen Daolin watched this warm scene with a faint sense of envy in his heart. Thinking of his family from his past life, he felt a bit sorrowful—were they doing well?

After a while, Chen Daolin said to Xiao Han, "Xiao Han, I told you before that I wanted to give you a gift, and I've brought it back now."

Chen Daolin picked up the briefcase he had placed at his feet, set it on the table, and opened it to reveal the crystalline test tube inside, where a faint green liquid rippled.

"What is this?" Ji Han asked, sitting beside Ji Xuan with her eyes wide open in curiosity.

"Take a guess?" A brilliant smile suddenly appeared on Chen Daolin's face.

Ji Han looked at her sister for help, and Ji Xuan patted her younger sister's head, her gaze shifting to the liquid in the crystalline test tube as her expression softened.

"Xiao Han, this is a very rare and precious gift that your brother Daolin brought back specifically for you," Ji Xuan said in a serious tone.

It was the first time Ji Han had seen her sister look so solemn, and her own expression grew tense. Ji Yuan and Chen Shu, unaware of what was about to happen, also watched Ji Han with a hint of nervousness, but out of trust for Chen Daolin and their eldest daughter, they remained silent and did not interrupt.

Chen Daolin had no intention of making the three members of the Ji family play guessing games and spoke directly: "Xiao Han, this is called the Water of Life. It has a truly miraculous function: it can make your legs grow back."

Ji Han froze upon hearing this, then snapped back to reality, instinctively covering her mouth as she looked at her sister for confirmation.

"Sister?"

"Xiao Han, what he said is true."

After Ji Xuan nodded, Ji Han's body began to tremble, and she could no longer hold back her tears, which fell in large, heavy drops.

Ji Yuan and Chen Shu were even more overcome with emotion, their eyes reddening as they pressed, "Xiao, Xiao Chen, is everything you said true? Can this, this thing really heal Xiao Han's legs?"

Their youngest daughter's severed legs had been a source of heartache for the couple for many years, and now that they learned the item Chen Daolin had brought back could actually allow Ji Han to stand again, they could not contain themselves.

"Yes, Uncle Ji Yuan, Aunt Chen Shu. The Water of Life I brought back will absolutely allow Xiao Han's legs to grow back so she can stand again. In the future, she will be able to live exactly like a normal person. Here is a document; you can take a look at it." Chen Daolin did not offer further explanation, choosing instead to present the evidence directly to them.

That very night, the legs Ji Han had lost years ago grew back, and the Ji family villa was filled with the sounds of their laughter and joy.

In the new year, a new page had been turned.