The Miraculous Training Effects of the King Kai Fist

On the evening of July 1st, in the main urban area of Jiangnan Base City, inside a three-story white villa located in a scenic spot within the Extreme Main Hall of Jiangnan, an old man was reviewing the documents in front of him.

"These are the files of the examinees submitted by the various martial arts halls across Jiangnan Base City this July." The old man watched carefully. As an assistant to one of the four executives of the Extreme Main Hall in Jiangnan Base City, his duties included helping his superior, the executive, handle these internal affairs of the martial arts halls.

Only those examinees who were screened and found to have sufficient talent and excellent performance would be collected and handed over to the executive for review.

"Chen Daolin from Yi'an District, Yangzhou City, seventeen years old."

"Ji Xuan from Yi'an District, Yangzhou City, eighteen years old?"

The old man muttered, "To think that Yi'an District in Yangzhou City actually produced two prospective martial artists under eighteen this year; that is truly rare." The old man didn't think much of it, though. After all, while prospective martial artists of seventeen or eighteen were rare for a small place like Yi'an District, they didn't amount to much in the context of the entire Jiangnan Base City.

On July 1st, Chen Daolin and Ji Xuan successfully passed the physical fitness assessment for "prospective martial artists" and became "prospective martial artists," with the relevant qualification certificates to be issued soon.

Moreover, they also received the "Genetic Origin Energy Cultivation Method" from the martial arts hall, a method through which martial artists could train to become even more powerful.

On the evening of July 2nd, Chen Daolin sat cross-legged on his bed, assuming the five-hearts-toward-the-sky posture. Following the instructions of the "Genetic Origin Energy Cultivation Method," he calmed his mind and strove to sense the energy of the outside world.

"This Genetic Origin Energy Cultivation Method feels somewhat similar to the King Kai Fist in some ways." When Chen Daolin first saw the Genetic Origin Energy Cultivation Method, this thought crossed his mind, and once he officially began practicing, he became even more certain of it.

Strictly speaking, the King Kai Fist was also a form of physical cultivation, only it leaned more toward excavating human potential, constantly tempering the body, breaking through limits, and focusing on the internal.

The "Genetic Origin Energy Cultivation Method," on the other hand, was about absorbing cosmic energy from the outside world and converting it into genetic origin energy to improve one's physique; the speed and effect of the cultivation varied according to an individual's aptitude.

Some people could sense cosmic energy in just a few days.

Others couldn't even get started after half a year.

"Practicing the Genetic Origin Energy Cultivation Method generally requires the physical fitness of a prospective martial artist. I wonder if I can do it." Chen Daolin was a bit worried.

The principle behind the Genetic Origin Energy Cultivation Method was simple: sense external energy—absorb external energy—integrate it into the cells—convert it into genetic origin energy—transform the body.

However, there was an important prerequisite: one's physical fitness had to meet the requirements.

Currently, without using the King Kai Fist, Chen Daolin's own physical strength was actually less than 700 kilograms.

"Let's just try it." Chen Daolin stopped overthinking.

Chen Daolin sat on the bed, instinctively following the gentle breathing pattern of the King Kai Fist. His mind immediately sank into a strange state; the entire world became quiet, as if only he remained. The changes in every corner of his body became incredibly clear and profound, but Chen Daolin didn't pay attention to the changes within his body, instead pushing his perception to spread outward as much as possible.

Time passed slowly. Gradually, Chen Daolin vaguely felt wisps of mist flowing slowly into his body through the soles of his feet, the palms of his hands, and the Baihui acupoint at the top of his head.

"Is this cosmic energy?" Chen Daolin sensed it immediately and felt a surge of joy, yet his years of experience practicing the King Kai Fist allowed him to maintain a calm state of mind and hold that state.

In a natural state, the human body would also slowly absorb cosmic energy, but the speed was far too slow.

"Absorb, absorb."

Chen Daolin's consciousness radiated this thought. The cosmic energy pouring in through the soles of his feet, palms, and the Baihui acupoint increased crazily. As soon as the cosmic energy entered his body, it was devoured by those long-starved cells. The feeling was so marvelous that Chen Daolin's body couldn't help but tremble.

Chen Daolin's body was constantly changing every moment; his skin, muscles, bones, and even every cell and gene at a deep level were undergoing subtle shifts!

"According to what the Genetic Origin Energy Cultivation Method says, the first time you practice, the improvement effect is the best, because the human body has never practiced genetic origin energy before and is in a state of starvation, allowing it to absorb a large amount of energy at once to improve one's strength."

Chen Daolin continued to strive to absorb, and his physical fitness was also rising rapidly.

One hour.

Two hours.

Three hours.

Four hours.

"It still hasn't stopped? It's still continuing?" Chen Daolin was already a bit bewildered. According to the simple explanation of the Genetic Origin Energy Cultivation Method, the longer the first absorption lasted, the more energy there was, and naturally, the stronger the physical fitness would become. If a normal person successfully practiced the Genetic Origin Energy Cultivation Method for the first time, most would absorb for one or two hours. The longer the absorption time, the better the aptitude.

Generally, one hour of first-time absorption could increase strength by 300 kilograms, which was quite ordinary; two hours, 600 kilograms, was considered quite excellent. Anything over 1,000 kilograms was elite.

With different talents, the speed of cultivation naturally differed as well.

"I've been at it for four hours and have already exceeded 1,200 kilograms of strength. Is my cultivation aptitude really this good?" Chen Daolin didn't quite believe he was gifted, otherwise, his training to improve his strength in the past wouldn't have been so slow.

The only thing that made him different from others was the King Kai Fist.

It not only allowed Chen Daolin to unleash power beyond his limits and improve his physical attributes in all aspects, but it also constantly excavated his physical potential during his previous training.

If everyone's physical aptitude was fixed and innate, then by practicing the King Kai Fist and constantly excavating his potential, Chen Daolin had raised his own physical aptitude. If it were just physical exercise, it wouldn't be obvious, but once he practiced genetic origin energy, a heaven-shaking change occurred.

The more Chen Daolin thought about it, the more he felt it was possible, and he felt excited.

If other people's bodies were small puddles that could only hold so much energy during their first practice, then through the King Kai Fist, Chen Daolin had already turned his small puddle into a large pond, and in the future, it could become a large reservoir, or even a lake, or a vast ocean.

Isn't there a saying that human potential is infinite, provided you can excavate it?

The King Kai Fist was the artifact for excavating human potential.

Chen Daolin's body was still constantly absorbing and refining cosmic energy, converting it into genetic origin energy, optimizing his genes, and transforming his body; his physical strength was also rising continuously.

Five hours.

Six hours.

Seven hours.

The sky had brightened.

In a quiet room on the fourth floor of the Extreme Martial Arts Hall's advanced student building in Yi'an District, Ji Xuan sat cross-legged on a single meditation cushion. Floating before her was a specialized blade used by students for practice. She watched the iron blade in silence as it slowly bent under an invisible force, emitting a strained, creaking sound, until finally, a black iron sphere hovered above the room.

"Hoo..."

A short while later, Ji Xuan, dressed in casual clothes, stepped out of the room and entered the spacious martial arts hall on the third floor. She switched on a Punch Strength Testing Machine, stood quietly for three seconds, then clenched her fist, swung her arm, and threw a punch in one fluid motion, striking the target with a heavy thud.

The force of the punch tore through the air, creating a sharp, explosive sound.

BOOM!!!

The target swung wildly from the immense impact, and a staggering number appeared on the machine's screen—

"3097kg".

At the same time, Chen Daolin opened his eyes, stood up, and looked at his own body and hands, feeling as if he were in a dream.

Ten whole hours!

Clenching his fists, Chen Daolin felt his body brimming with a sense of power compared to before.

"I wonder how much I've improved?"

Chen Daolin felt a surge of anticipation in his heart.

Excited, Chen Daolin didn't hesitate; he stepped out of his room and headed straight for the Extreme Martial Arts Hall in Yi'an District.

At first, he wasn't quite used to the sudden surge in strength, but because of his practice of the King Kai Fist, his control over his body was exceptional, and he quickly adjusted. He ran down the street as fast as a gust of wind, his hair whipping back as the wind whistled past his ears. In the blink of an eye, he ran from one end of the street to the other, though he kept his speed in check, fearing he might collide with a passerby.

Chen Daolin soon arrived at the martial arts hall. There were few people there in the morning; the evenings were when the Extreme Martial Arts Hall was at its busiest and most lively.

Just as Chen Daolin stepped onto the stairs, he saw Ji Xuan walking down from the third floor.

Their eyes met, and both were taken aback.

"You're here so early too," Chen Daolin greeted with a smile.

"It wasn't convenient at home, so I borrowed a place here to train last night," Ji Xuan explained simply. Her home was small, and with her parents and younger sister needing to rest at night, she had to go elsewhere to train—not to mention she had her own secrets to keep.

Seeing Chen Daolin looking so spirited and radiant, her heart stirred, and she couldn't help but ask, "How did your Genetic Origin Energy training go?" She was quite concerned about her companion. In fact, she was genuinely happy that they could both embark on the path of a martial artist at the same time.

"I succeeded last night," Chen Daolin didn't intend to hide it.

There was nothing wrong with telling others about such things, and besides, compared to his training speed, the results of his training were the truly terrifying part.

Ji Xuan wasn't particularly surprised; after all, she had also successfully cultivated Genetic Origin Energy quite quickly the night before. Although she suspected it might have something to do with her special ability, Chen Daolin's drastic changes over the recent period made her feel he was hiding some secrets. But then again, who didn't have secrets? Ji Xuan had her own, and she wouldn't pry into her friend's business if he didn't want to talk about it.

"I succeeded yesterday too. You're here to test your physical fitness, right?" Ji Xuan said, sharing her own situation before asking. She was deeply interested in how much Chen Daolin had improved. After all, she was a competitive and confident person, as evidenced by her performance at school and the martial arts hall. Since Chen Daolin had become a "quasi-martial artist" before her, it had sparked a bit of a competitive streak in her.

"Have you tested yet? How much?" Chen Daolin was curious after learning that Ji Xuan had also succeeded in cultivating Genetic Origin Energy the night before.

"3100kg," Ji Xuan replied directly.

Chen Daolin froze, staring blankly at Ji Xuan. During the quasi-martial artist physical fitness test, Ji Xuan's punch strength had been just over 1100kg. To increase by nearly 2000kg on the first try—wasn't that a bit too heaven-defying?

He had always known Ji Xuan had good martial arts talent, but he hadn't expected her to be such a genius.

Chen Daolin didn't think for a second that Ji Xuan would lie; there was no reason to lie about something like this.

Because Chen Daolin had arrived, Ji Xuan didn't leave immediately, wanting to see his strength for herself. The two went to the third-floor martial arts hall. Since it was still early, it was empty. They turned on the Punch Strength Testing Machine, and Ji Xuan stood beside Chen Daolin, watching him test with great interest.

Chen Daolin hadn't felt much at first, but with Ji Xuan standing right next to him, he suddenly felt a bit nervous.

Taking a deep breath, Chen Daolin adjusted his body to its peak state. He assumed a punching stance, clenched his fist, and gathered all his strength. His muscles bulged, and the next moment, his fist whistled through the air, slamming into the black target like a cannonball.

Boom! The target swung violently, and numbers appeared on the screen of the Punch Strength Testing Machine.

"2875kg".

A look of surprise appeared on Ji Xuan's face.

When Chen Daolin had passed the quasi-martial artist assessment, he had used the King Kai Fist, and his punch strength had been 1200kg (his actual physical fitness was close to 700kg, but he hadn't used the King Kai Fist at full power during the test). By that calculation, in the eyes of others, his first increase in strength was 1600kg. Although not as shocking as Ji Xuan's 2000kg, it was still exceptionally outstanding.

In reality, only Chen Daolin knew that his previous physical fitness was actually less than 700kg, meaning the strength he gained from his first session of Genetic Origin Energy training was over 2100kg.

"A-Lin, that's quite impressive," Ji Xuan said with a smile.

"Not as good as you," Chen Daolin shook his head, a smile appearing on his face.

Although his public data was slightly lower than Ji Xuan's, the fact that he had gained 2100kg of strength in a single night still made Chen Daolin feel incredibly elated.

According to what Chen Daolin currently understood about martial artists, the required punch strength for a "quasi-martial artist" was 900kg, while a true martial artist—the first level of which was the Warrior Level—required a minimum punch strength of 1000kg for a low-level warrior.

The baseline for a low-level warrior was 1000kg. The baseline for a mid-level warrior was 2000kg, and for a high-level warrior, it was 4000kg.

With their current punch strength, both Chen Daolin and Ji Xuan were already well beyond the level of a mid-level warrior.

As everyone knew, there were three standards for a martial artist's physical fitness: punch strength was the most important, followed by speed and nerve reaction time.

However, having physical fitness alone didn't make one a truly powerful martial artist; one also needed practical combat ability.

Practical combat ability required mastery of close-quarters combat (such as blade techniques, sword techniques, spear techniques, axe techniques...), movement techniques (evasion skills), force-exertion techniques (power amplification), willpower, combat awareness, and many other aspects. These were often even more difficult and important than simply increasing physical fitness.

Someone like Chen Daolin, who only increased his physical strength without practical combat experience, would actually be much weaker than a martial artist of the same level who had survived life-and-death battles, and might even be defeated in a single blow during a real duel.

The greatest standard for evaluating a martial artist's strength was—actual combat.

This was the reason why one had to participate in the martial artist combat assessment to become a true martial artist.

In the martial arts hall, Chen Daolin glanced at the target and pondered whether he should try hitting it with the King Kai Fist.

Forget it; over 2800kg was already shocking enough. If he pushed it any higher, it would be too terrifying. Chen Daolin didn't know what kind of repercussions it might cause. The martial arts hall had surveillance, and the machines kept usage records; it was better to be cautious.