Training in the Gravity Room

The gravity room was quite spacious, covering dozens of square meters. It was extremely bare.

Near the door stood a pillar with a display screen. Beneath the screen were a power switch and buttons numbered 2 to 6, like elevator buttons.

After checking with his Spiritual Force, Feng Qingmo turned on the switch on the pillar. The screen lit up, displaying the number "1."

"Let's try three times the gravity first..."

He walked to the center of the room and lightly tapped "3" with his Spiritual Force.

"Vmmm..."

An invisible force emanated from the entire gravity room, instantly enveloping Feng Qingmo. It was everywhere and impossible to evade, yet his Spiritual Force couldn't detect it.

The force acted on Feng Qingmo's body. He felt his heartbeat speed up, his blood flow quicken, and his eardrums swell. His heartbeat sounded like the deep tolling of a great bell, while the rush of his blood was like a surging river.

The Slender Willow Sword in his hand had originally weighed just over a hundred jin, but under three times the gravity, it now weighed over three hundred. Fortunately, after more than a month of training, Feng Qingmo's physical strength had reached the peak of the Intermediate Warrior level, nearing the 4,000-kilogram threshold for the Advanced Warrior level. This much weight was still easy for him to bear.

After taking a little while to adjust, he slowly began moving his body, then started practicing the 36 sword forms. After completing one set, the strange sensations in his body had nearly disappeared.

"I've more or less adapted, so I can increase it again..."

After practicing for a while under four times the gravity, he raised it to five times, then six.

When the gravity reached six times normal, Feng Qingmo began to struggle. With his current physique, six times the gravity was already close to his limit. His movements became somewhat distorted as he practiced the sword forms, and his footwork grew sluggish, nowhere near as swift as when he practiced in his room.

"The original story was right," Feng Qingmo thought as he trained hard, feeling the changes in his body. "Gravity acts everywhere, so it can affect even the tiniest parts of the body—the places that ordinary training can't reach, especially the internal organs..."

Practicing swordsmanship under six times the gravity was a unique experience. It was like carrying six copies of himself on his back while wielding a sword six times heavier than usual. It was difficult to properly execute either his sword forms or his footwork.

But Feng Qingmo didn't lower the gravity. He kept it at six times normal. He remembered Jiang Fang telling Luo Feng in the original story that training under maximum gravity produced the best results.

After half an hour of training, Feng Qingmo was so exhausted that his whole body went limp. He turned off the gravity, rested for a while, then began cultivating Genetic Energy.

As soon as he started, he noticed something different.

"Sure enough, both the speed and amount of absorption are better than before. Even the cells that usually absorb less energy are taking it in faster now..."

"At this rate, if I train in the gravity room for a few more days, my physique will reach the Advanced Warrior level, and my Spiritual Force will reach the Intermediate Warlord level!"

After finishing his Genetic Energy cultivation, he sat cross-legged without moving, then used his Spiritual Force to raise the gravity back to six times normal and began training his Spiritual Force.

"So heavy!" He controlled two flying knives as they darted around the gravity room. At first, they were more than ten times slower than they were outside. Only after his Spiritual Force adapted did their speed pick up.

And so Feng Qingmo began his intense training. When he got hungry, he went straight to the cafeteria to eat, bringing enough water to last him the day.

Aside from occasionally calling his parents, Feng Qingmo's life became a routine of three places: his room, the cafeteria, and the gravity room!

But the results of this training were remarkable. He could clearly feel himself improving every day. His physique grew stronger, his control over the sword forms improved, and his footwork became swifter and more agile.

When his wristwatch announced that the camp would open the next day, he suddenly realized that he had been training in the gravity room for half a month. Tomorrow was February 28, the day the Training Camp would begin.

The person who had sent him the message was Li Ping.

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

"Looking at you," Li Ping said with a smile, "it seems your training over the past half month has paid off?"

"Yes. I've gained a lot. Thank you, Teacher Li!" Feng Qingmo thanked him sincerely. If Li Ping hadn't approved his request and authorized the intelligent system, he wouldn't have been able to use the gravity room.

"All right, enough talk. Come with me. Let's test your current strength..."

He took Feng Qingmo to a room on the third floor used for strength tests.

"Let's test your punching power first." Li Ping switched on the Punch Strength Tester.

"All right."

Feng Qingmo stepped forward twice and threw a punch.

"Bang!" The punching target swayed slightly.

"Not bad. 5,232 kilograms—Advanced Warrior level!" Li Ping glanced at the reading on the target. "One more punch, and use the Force Application Technique!"

"Mm." Feng Qingmo nodded and thrust out another punch. The force rose from the soles of his feet, building layer by layer, until a burst of hidden force naturally accompanied his fist.

"Good! 9,426 kilograms. That's above the Junior War General standard. Not bad, not bad—you really mastered it! Hahaha..."

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

After a series of tests, his speed was 73.6 meters per second. Using the Force Application Technique, it reached 103.7 meters per second, also exceeding the Junior War General standard. His neural response was at the Advanced Warrior level with a perfect score, and excellent at the Junior War General level.

"Very good. I checked the usage records for Gravity Room No. 1. You've been staying for the full ten hours almost every day," Li Ping said with a smile. "If I authorized you to use it for 24 hours, would you move in there?"

Feng Qingmo smiled.

"Honestly, you need to balance training with rest..." Seeing that Feng Qingmo didn't respond, Li Ping shook his head slightly. "And if you just bury yourself in hard training, you can easily hit a bottleneck..."

"Mm! You're right..." Feng Qingmo nodded. He had sensed that himself. Ever since mastering the first level of the Wind-Washing Sword half a month ago, his physique had improved rapidly through training in the gravity room, but his swordsmanship and footwork were still only at the specialized and subtle levels. At most, they had become more fluid and less stiff than at the beginning, but there had been no fundamental breakthrough.

"You only passed the Martial Artist Combat Assessment a month ago, and you haven't yet experienced fighting monsters in the Wilderness Zone," Li Ping said, gently patting his arm. "The Wilderness Zone is completely different from the combat assessment..."

"Teacher Li, after the camp opens tomorrow, will we have a chance to go out and hunt monsters?" Feng Qingmo felt neither worry nor fear. Instead, he was a little excited and eager.

"The veteran students will, but you new students need to be assigned instructors first. Then your instructors will train you for a while before arranging for you to gain experience in the Wilderness Zone..."

"All right, that's enough training for today. Go back and get some good rest. Get ready for tomorrow's opening ceremony..."

"Understood, Teacher Li." Feng Qingmo nodded.

Li Ping left, satisfied.