Gravity Chamber Training

The space inside the gravity chamber was quite large, spanning several dozen square meters and feeling extremely cavernous.

Near the door stood a vertical pillar equipped with a display screen; beneath the screen were control switches and buttons numbered 2 through 6, much like those in an elevator.

Using his telekinesis to inspect it, Feng Qingmo flipped the switch on the pillar, and the screen instantly lit up, displaying the number '1'.

"Let's start by testing 3x gravity..."

Walking to the center of the room, he used his telekinesis to gently tap the '3'.

"Hummm~~"

The entire gravity chamber emitted an invisible force that instantly enveloped Feng Qingmo. This force was omnipresent and impossible to dodge, yet it remained undetectable to his telekinesis.

As this force acted upon his body, he felt his heartbeat accelerate and his blood flow quicken. His eardrums bulged, the sound of his heart beating like a great bronze bell, and the rushing of his blood sounding like a surging river.

The Slender Willow Sword in his hand, which originally weighed only a little over a hundred jin, now reached over three hundred jin under the 3x gravity. Fortunately, after more than a month of training, Feng Qingmo's physical strength had reached the peak of an intermediate warrior, nearing the 4,000kg threshold of an advanced warrior, so this weight was still easily manageable for him.

After adapting for a while, he slowly began to move his body and started practicing his 36-style sword technique. Once he had finished a round, the strange sensations in his body had almost vanished.

"I've adapted, so I can increase it further..."

After practicing for a while under 4x gravity, he increased it to 5x, and then to 6x.

Once the gravity reached 6x, Feng Qingmo began to feel the strain. With his current physical fitness, 6x gravity was essentially nearing his limit. His movements became slightly distorted while practicing his sword techniques, and his footwork speed was sluggish, lacking the agility he displayed when practicing at his residence.

"The original text was right," Feng Qingmo thought to himself while training hard, feeling the changes in his body. "Gravity is omnipresent, so it can act upon the most minute parts of the body—areas that aren't reached during normal training, especially the internal organs..."

Practicing sword techniques under 6x gravity was a unique experience. Carrying the weight of six of himself and wielding a sword six times heavier than usual made it difficult to execute either his sword techniques or his footwork.

However, Feng Qingmo did not lower the gravity, choosing instead to maintain it at 6x. He remembered Jiang Fang telling Luo Feng in the original text that training under extreme gravity yielded the best results.

After half an hour of training, Feng Qingmo was so exhausted that his entire body felt limp. He turned off the gravity switch, rested for a moment, and began to cultivate his genetic energy.

As soon as he began, he immediately noticed the difference.

"Sure enough, both the speed and the volume of absorption are stronger than before. Even those cells that usually absorb less energy are now accelerating their intake..."

"At this rate, if I train in the gravity chamber for just a few more days, my physical fitness will reach the advanced warrior level, and my telekinesis will reach the intermediate warlord level!"

After finishing his genetic energy cultivation, he sat cross-legged and motionless. With a flick of his telekinesis, he adjusted the gravity back to 6x and began to train his mental power.

"So heavy!" As he controlled two throwing knives to weave through the gravity chamber, their speed was initially more than ten times slower than in the outside world. Only as his telekinesis adapted did the speed of the knives begin to pick up.

Thus, Feng Qingmo began his frantic training. When hungry, he would run to the cafeteria to eat, bringing back enough water to last the day.

Aside from the occasional phone call to his parents, Feng Qingmo's life became a three-point routine: residence—cafeteria—gravity chamber!

But the results of such training were obvious. He could clearly feel himself improving every day; his physical fitness grew stronger, his control over his sword techniques improved, and his footwork became more agile and nimble.

When his watch signaled that the camp opening was tomorrow, he realized with a start that he had been training in the gravity chamber for half a month. Tomorrow was February 28th, the day the training camp opened.

And the person who sent him the message was none other than Li Ping.

In an office on the first floor of the building, Li Ping looked at Feng Qingmo, who stood as straight as a long sword, and nodded repeatedly.

"Looking at you," Li Ping said with a smile, "it seems the results of these past fifteen days of training have been good?"

"Yes, the gains are significant. Thank you, Teacher Li!" Feng Qingmo thanked him sincerely. If not for Li Ping's approval and authorization of the smart system, he would never have been able to use the gravity chamber.

"Alright, no more small talk. Come with me; let's test your current strength..."

He led Feng Qingmo to a testing room on the third floor.

"Let's test your punch power first." Li Ping turned on the punch power tester.

"Alright."

Feng Qingmo stepped forward and threw a punch.

"Bang~" The target swayed slightly.

"Not bad, 5,232kg, advanced warrior!" Li Ping scanned the data on the target. "One more punch, use your force-generating technique!"

"Understood." Feng Qingmo nodded and thrust out another punch. The force originated from the soles of his feet, rising step by step, naturally carrying a layer of hidden power.

"Good! 9,426kg, exceeding the standard for an entry-level warlord. Not bad, not bad at all! You really mastered it! Haha..."

Li Ping laughed. "Come, let's go test your speed..."

After testing, his speed was 73.6 meters per second. Using the force-generating technique, his speed reached 103.7 meters per second, also exceeding the standard for an entry-level warlord. His nerve reaction was full marks for the advanced warrior level and excellent for the entry-level warlord.

"Very good. I've looked at the usage records for Gravity Chamber No. 1; you stayed for the full 10 hours almost every day," Li Ping said, looking at him with a smile. "If I authorized you for 24 hours, would you just live in there?"

Feng Qingmo smiled.

"You, you need to balance your training with rest..." Seeing Feng Qingmo remain silent, Li Ping shook his head slightly. "Besides, just burying yourself in hard training makes it easy to hit a bottleneck..."

"Yes! You are right..." Feng Qingmo nodded. He had felt it too. Since mastering the first layer of the Wind-Washing Sword half a month ago, although his physical fitness had improved rapidly in the gravity chamber, his sword techniques and footwork remained at the 'specialized' and 'micro' levels. At most, they were more fluid, unlike the stiffness he felt at the beginning, but there had been no qualitative change.

"You only passed the martial artist actual combat assessment a month ago and haven't experienced the slaughter of monsters in the wilderness," Li Ping said, gently patting his arm. "The wilderness... that is completely different from the actual combat assessment..."

"Teacher Li, once the camp opens tomorrow, will we have the chance to go out and hunt monsters?" Feng Qingmo felt no fear or anxiety; instead, he was filled with excitement and anticipation.

"The veteran students will, but for your batch of new students, we must first assign teachers. Only after training under a teacher for a period of time will you be arranged to go to the wilderness for training..."

"Alright, don't train today. Go back, get some good rest, and prepare for tomorrow's opening ceremony..."

"Understood, Teacher Li." Feng Qingmo nodded in agreement.

Li Ping left, looking satisfied.