Training Plan

One man and one ape fought so recklessly, trading blow for blow without any regard for their injuries.

No matter how resilient a creature's body was, it couldn't withstand such attrition.

Finally, the Silver-Back Ape's aura gradually waned, and its eyes held a hint of fear as it looked at Bai Yang, this "little runt."

Bai Yang, however, felt nothing. He was currently wearing a 9-series protective suit, which could already block attacks from a mid-level War God.

Any residual damage from the impacts had no effect on his current body.

He even suspected that if he took off the protective suit, he'd still be fine.

Since he'd already decided to make good use of this body and fight properly, he looked for every chance to engage monsters in close combat.

Unfortunately, monsters were still monsters. Though they understood some basic give-and-take patterns, they had no real technique at all.

He did recall the original story's disgusting cosmic genius villain, Molo.

Molo had once created a set of Beast Fist, which even King Zhenyan had praised.

At first, Luo Feng had even admired him.

Bai Yang also thought this approach was promising—absorbing monster moves into his own fist techniques.

After all, weren't the Starry Sky Behemoth, Beast God, and World Beast also types of beasts?

As long as one had the talent and comprehension, there was no issue from the perspective of future potential and upper limits.

He might as well work hard in this direction; he'd need to create his own moves to break through eventually anyway.

When night comes, I'll go ask Elder Jia or Brother Lu.

They definitely have experience on how to train in fist techniques.

His mind wandered, and his movements involuntarily slowed.

The Silver-Back Ape rejoiced inwardly, seized the opportunity, and instantly landed three consecutive punches on his waist and abdomen.

These three punches had been building up for a long time and were among the best of mid-level War God attack power.

Bai Yang only felt something pat him a few times on his body, then he just took it standing.

That's it?

It felt like a box of tissues hurled fiercely at him.

It seemed impressive, and an ordinary person would dodge, but getting hit was really nothing much.

He felt disappointed inside, thinking this monkey was truly boring now.

With the opponent's attack ineffective, its defenses were wide open.

He simply threw both fists, using a 7x force multiplier, and struck the beast's chest.

How could it withstand such immense force?

It immediately spat blood and fell backward.

A small dragon-headed snake extended from Bai Yang's palm, drilled into its mouth, and began devouring.

His devouring ability had greatly increased; in a few seconds, the monster had completely vanished.

To him, this was just routine business.

After advancing to the first stage, ordinary monsters really couldn't catch his interest anymore.

Dragon Beasts!

Only Dragon Beast genes could help him evolve quickly.

In just one day, the Blood Brake Squad swept through several beast hordes, clearing out an entire area.

When they rested at night and tallied their gains, everyone was dumbfounded.

Ordinary squad members couldn't help but start calculating how much money this was.

Just thinking about it made their hearts race.

Bai Yang didn't care much about this. Though he was short on money, he knew better the principle that rarity increases value.

If he dumped all these spoils on the market at once, they wouldn't sell for a good price.

He handed this matter over to Yuan Jingfu to handle. The guy was sharp; if he really sold them, he'd definitely get a more reasonable price.

Everyone sighed inwardly. Just because their master's strength had increased, the entire squad's situation had undergone such a earth-shattering change.

The position they were now in was an area they'd never dared to imagine before.

Yet now, it was so relaxed and easy.

As their master's strength continued to break through, the Monster Cell's abilities would also grow stronger and stronger.

In the end, how far could they go?

It was simply unimaginable!

Could it be possible to reach that legendary "above War God"?

Bai Yang was communicating with Lu Ting at this moment, briefly sharing the thoughts he had during the day.

"So, you want to practice boxing?" Lu Ting replied to him immediately.

"Yes. I heard that Hong and Thor have both reached high levels of mastery in internal boxing and ancient yoga. I thought that might not be a coincidence, so I wanted to ask. Brother Lu, has our [Mount Hua] done any research on this?" Bai Yang asked.

Lu Ting said directly, "Of course we have. Actually, when it comes to research on ancient boxing methods, our archives don't lose to anyone—including the Limit and Thunderbolt martial arts schools. But the results weren't great, because supposedly those two have stepped into that so-called 'unity of heaven and man, unity of flesh and spirit' kind of mystical realm. The teacher is the strongest person in Huaxia, and he naturally studied it too. But he grew up in the military, so he never really took a liking to that kind of profound, elusive stuff. We can confirm that such a realm really exists, but there's no practical training method for it. Honestly, we've always thought that your incredible movement technique was something similar. I didn't expect you to come asking me instead."

Bai Yang knew in his heart that the two were completely different. His movement technique came from Orochi's inhuman insight and body control ability. But ancient boxing relied more on so-called "state of mind." Otherwise, with his sword technique being so outstanding, wouldn't he have mastered it long ago?

The two discussed it a bit more, but never reached a conclusion.

In the end, Lu Ting told him that since the key was the state of mind, it didn't matter what kind of boxing he practiced. Any moves or forms could be disregarded; the best boxing was whatever could better regulate one's physical and mental state. This was also the conclusion Jia Yi had reached after decades of research.

Bai Yang knew that "state of mind" was something that couldn't be forced—even the universe's strongest beings had no way around it. Only Mountain Sitting Guest's modification of Earth made this place uniquely blessed, making it relatively easier. In theory, every person born on Earth possessed this potential. As for how far they could develop it, that depended on their personal experiences.

Since any boxing was the same, Bai Yang pulled up the most common and practical Military Boxing from his palm computer. He tried learning its thirty-two moves. With his photographic memory, he had mastered them in no time. Since it was still early, he went ahead and looked through all the fighting technique materials he could name—Sanda, Wrestling, Baji, Taiji, Wing Chun, and so on. In this regard, Mount Hua's reserves were truly comprehensive and all-encompassing. The mystical realms described by various schools and sects all seemed roughly similar at a glance.

He decided to familiarize himself with them first; maybe someday he'd find them useful. After all, with so much material and the successful examples of Hong and Thor, there had to be some real substance in there—something with practical value. In Bai Yang's current state, sleeping or not sleeping made little difference. So he simply skimmed through everything at a glance. Tomorrow, he would go find all kinds of monsters and train hard.