Complete Potion Formula

After Wei Qian finished speaking, Yan Yi looked at Lin Ye. Lin Ye gave a slight nod.

Yan Yi nodded as well. "Please, Senior Brother."

The three of them then took their places, forming a triangle.

They said nothing. After exchanging glances, all three smiled.

The next moment, Wei Qian shot forward, charging at Yan Yi with long strides.

He drove off hard from the ground, lowered his body, and aimed a right punch straight down the centerline. His fist cut through the air with a whistle.

There was nothing fancy about it. He meant to overwhelm everything with sheer punching power!

Yan Yi didn't retreat. She crossed her arms in front of her and met him head-on.

But before she could take even half a step, Lin Ye's straight kick was already closing in on Wei Qian's head.

Wei Qian twisted his shoulder, braced both arms at his sides, and planted his feet to halt his momentum.

This was a defensive application of Whale-Stopping Sea Stride. It was like taking root atop a whale, with the strength of an entire whale behind him.

"Thud!"

With a muffled impact, Wei Qian's body flew sideways.

Immediately afterward, Yan Yi's vision darkened as Lin Ye's large hand came straight for her face.

Soul Whale Fist, sixth form—Whale Tail Piercing Thrust!

Yan Yi's pupils contracted.

In the blink of an eye, she stepped swiftly into a bow stance, lowering her body by a foot.

She was about to strike with an Iron Mountain Lean.

"Smack!"

The hand coming straight for her face suddenly changed course and landed on her shoulder. Yan Yi lifted her head slightly, and two rows of white teeth came into view.

Lin Ye grinned and unleashed the force in his hand.

Yan Yi felt her shoulder go numb. The force of her unfinished Iron Mountain Lean was shattered outright.

Then tremendous strength surged from that hand. Her viewpoint rose with it, and she was lifted right off the ground like a radish being pulled up.

"Haha!"

Lin Ye burst out laughing and swung Yan Yi's body toward Wei Qian.

By then, Wei Qian had dissipated the force of that kick and regained his balance.

He drove off from the ground and leaned his whole body diagonally into the charge, hoping to knock Yan Yi out first.

In an instant, she was caught between them.

Yan Yi's expression sharpened. Twisting in midair, she sent a supple force from her shoulder and broke free of Lin Ye's grip.

She spun her legs around Lin Ye's armpit and neck and threw him toward the ground, while extending her right leg in the same motion to bring a Battle Axe Chop down on Wei Qian.

"Good!"

Wei Qian praised her and refused to back down.

He bent his knees slightly, then suddenly drove forward, meeting her head-on. His rubber soles scraped against the floor with a sharp crack.

Just as the two of them reached their peak—

In the next instant, Lin Ye thrust out his left arm and braced it against the ground, using nothing but the strength of one arm to withstand Yan Yi's leg-and-neck throw.

The arm trapped between Yan Yi's legs whipped around with brutal force, swinging her entire body up and making the Battle Axe Chop ten times more powerful.

"Thud!" "Thud!"

After two muffled impacts, Wei Qian was smashed face-down by the Battle Axe Chop, and Yan Yi stumbled and fell as well.

Lin Ye stood where he was, tall and straight, tightening the wraps around his fists.

He tied them in a tight knot, then knocked his fists together twice.

"This is no fun. Come on, let's go head-to-head."

More than half an hour later, Wei Qian sat cross-legged on the floor, panting heavily. Stamina wasn't his strong suit; he lagged well behind the other two.

And Lin Ye's strength was just too vicious. He could actually swing Yan Yi around like a weapon. That was downright inhuman!

Come on, Yan Yi was a grown woman. How could he use her as a weapon?

Yan Yi leaned against the pull-up frame, both hands trembling nonstop.

Her raw strength was nowhere near Lin Ye's or Wei Qian's. Holding out against them until now had been her limit.

On the other side, Lin Ye stood on the padded mat.

Bare-chested, he steamed with heat. His muscles were lean and well-defined as he slowly unwound his hand wraps and breathed out warm air.

With all three fighting independently, it was actually more exhausting than simply facing two opponents at once.

There was no way to tell who the next attack would land on, so he had to stay alert and guard against everything.

After pulling on his training jacket, he looked at the other two. "I'm heading back. I've got things to do this afternoon."

"Take care, Brother Lin. I won't see you out."

"Goodbye, Senior Brother."

By the time he reached the first floor, it was nearly noon. Most of the students had already left for lunch.

"Oh, heading out?"

Lei Long was sprawled across the reception desk, idly flipping a hand in greeting.

Now that the boss had left, there was no one for him to teach. He had suddenly fallen back into the same dull routine as before, and he wasn't used to it.

Lin Ye nodded. "I'm done training for today."

He was about to leave when his gaze fell on the punching-power tester in the corner.

"Come to think of it, I haven't tested myself in a few days."

Watching Lin Ye walk toward the punching-power tester, Lei Long looked curious.

During this period of intensive training, Lin Ye and the others had tested their punching power and other stats in the head coach's office. Lei Long didn't know what their numbers were now.

Lin Ye walked up to the machine and patted the punching pad.

His qi sense had now reached his palms. Only his ten fingers remained, and he wondered how much force he could put into a punch.

He stepped back half a pace, and in an instant, his qi sense filled his entire right arm.

"Thud!"

"270 kg."

"Thud!"

"270 kg."

"Thud!"

"270 kg."

He threw three punches in a row, each a steady 270 kg.

Lin Ye gently flexed and relaxed his fingers, a smile appearing on his face.

At 270 kg, even many veteran students who had spent ten years at the second level couldn't reach that punching-power threshold.

This was already the limit most ordinary people could achieve through regular training.

At the reception desk, Lei Long's pupils trembled.

Among those who could reach this level of force before the second level of Soul Whale Fist, apart from people who already had this kind of strength before switching to Soul Whale Fist—

Of everyone he had seen with his own eyes, only the head hall's Second Senior Brother had reached this level purely through Soul Whale Fist.

That Second Senior Brother had exceptional physical talent. They said that when he was at the third level, he had once recorded a punching-power reading of over six hundred kilograms!

Absolutely terrifying!

On the other side, Yan Yi was coming down from the second floor when she saw the punching-power reading and looked astonished.

After completing Python-Forming Qi Refining at the second level and experiencing that surge of fullness, a person's physical abilities would undergo a modest, all-around improvement.

So, in practice, before reaching the third level, many people couldn't hit three hundred kilograms.

Most were around 280 kilograms, and few exceeded that threshold.

But Senior Brother Lin had nearly reached that figure before even mastering the second level!

Most importantly, she had watched Senior Brother Lin progress step by step. She knew very well that he had no foundation in any other martial arts or modern combat sports.

If so... Senior Brother Lin might reach a punching power of 300 kilograms as soon as he set foot in the second level!

That would rival an expert just entering the third level!

And after completing Python-Forming Qi Refining, Senior Brother Lin might even exceed 400 kilograms!

That was nearly the limit for many third-level experts, but for Senior Brother Lin, it would only be the beginning!

In a daze, she felt as though she were looking up at a towering mountain.

"Thump, thump, thump."

Wei Qian came down after locking up, swinging the keys in his hand and humming some nameless tune. Seeing Yan Yi standing motionless on the stairs, he looked puzzled.

"You haven't left yet?"

He had barely finished speaking when he saw Yan Yi staring ahead in shock.

Following her gaze, he saw Lin Ye first, then the bright red number—270 kg.

???...!!!

His eyes went round with disbelief.

After two weeks of intensive training, his punching power had finally broken through 220 kg and reached 240 kg.

And that was with a solid foundation to begin with. Once he'd mastered qi sense, he could bring more of his body's strength to bear.

But he had basically reached his limit. Before mastering the second level, breaking through 260 kg was nearly impossible.

And even after reaching the second level, unless he completed the final stage of Python-Forming Qi Refining, his punching power would be unlikely to exceed 290 kg.

But Lin Ye... was that thing even human?

So he'd been holding back just now, huh?

He replayed their fight in his mind. If Lin Ye had used all his strength, he could have overwhelmed him with sheer momentum and crushed him outright.

Thirty kilograms—that was an eighth of the total force!

Add in the gap in technique, and it was an utterly overwhelming advantage!

As the saying went, even a slight edge in skill could make all the difference. And Lin Ye was more than just a little ahead.

"You're both done? Then go ahead and get back to work. I'm heading out."

With that, Lin Ye picked up his backpack and walked through the lobby and out of the gym.

After he left, Yan Yi quietly entered Room 007, while Wei Qian handed the head coach's office key to Lei Long.

Then he turned to Lei Long. "Brother Lei, how about we spar?"

Lei Long looked at him in surprise. Behind him, the kettle began to whistle as its lid rattled against the body with a "clack-clack."

He suddenly grinned. "Sure."

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That afternoon, Lin Ye sat at his computer desk, gently rubbing his temples. A sheet of paper lay on the desktop in front of him.

[Type I Potion—Heart of Dark Night Boiling]

Ingredients: 30 g of White Tin Powder, one Black Bamboo Lotus, the heart of one Golden-Thread Night Bat, 113 Gold-Transmuted Mane hairs at least 7 cm long, and 300 g of blood.

Potion effects:

1. Slightly increases the user's strength and mental power.

2. Grants the blessing of Night Demon, providing weak night vision.

Preparation method:

1. Roast and dry the Golden-Thread Night Bat's Gold-Transmuted Mane, then grind it into powder. Mix it with the White Tin Powder and use the mixture to draw the Night Demon rune. Ignite it and collect the ashes.

2. Squeeze the juice from the Black Bamboo Lotus and pour it into the Golden-Thread Night Bat's blood. The mixed blood will turn purple-green.

3. Find a damp mountain cave with a stream running through it. After sunset, pour the Night Demon Rune Ash into the Golden-Thread Night Bat's blood. The blood will turn from purple-green to purplish gray.

4. Place the Golden-Thread Night Bat's heart in the purplish-gray blood and seal it in a container to stand.

If, around midnight, the Golden-Thread Night Bat's blood becomes clear and bright, and the heart changes from dark red to deep purple, the preparation has succeeded.