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Old Chen finished speaking and added another sentence, his tone half self-deprecating and half serious: "So, you know, we rich people are quite afraid of death."

Jiang Ran listened, his mood gradually calming down.

He looked around, shook his head, and chuckled: "It doesn't have to be to this extent, does it?"

Hearing this, Old Chen clasped his hands behind his back: "Better safe than sorry. Besides..."

"Do you know the current death toll inside the Abyssal Void?"

Old Chen now took it for granted that Jiang Ran could enter the Abyssal Void, so he didn't bother hiding anything related to it from him.

Jiang Ran was well aware of this himself.

He shook his head as he listened; the casualty figures and missing person cases released by the Federation were clearly polished and filtered, and were far from complete.

Seeing this, Old Chen sighed and lowered his voice: "To say nothing else, you know the neighboring Yungang City, right?"

Jiang Ran nodded.

Yungang City was less than two hundred kilometers from Feng City, an important port city on the eastern coast with a population of nearly ten million.

"Everyone from Yungang City who has entered the Abyssal Void...

As of now, not a single one has come out alive."

Hearing this, Jiang Ran was stunned.

He truly hadn't known about this.

Not even a shred of related news had leaked out online.

Old Chen saw his reaction, his tone tinged with melancholy: "That's why I still feel this place isn't enough.

You know what kind of monsters are in there; if those things could really make it into reality, a place like this would only serve as a comfort."

Having said that, he stopped the topic and pointed to a passage on the right: "Let's go. I know you're busy, so let's make the most of our time."

The two walked into the passage one after the other.

Finally, Old Chen stopped in front of a metal door.

Inside was a training room about half the size of a basketball court.

But today, there was no one in the training room except for Old Chen.

Jiang Ran looked on with a puzzled expression.

Old Chen smiled and explained: "You know, I haven't really been in many fights in my life.

When I was young, I relied on my brain; later, I relied on connections. As for martial arts... they're really not worth mentioning.

Trying to build a foundation in combat from scratch now is too slow and yields little result.

It's better to properly cultivate my supernatural combat abilities, don't you think?"

He spread his hands, palms upward, and a faint golden luster emerged from beneath his skin: "Vajra Indestructible Body; this supernatural ability is inherently biased toward defense and strength amplification.

Instead of spending time learning those complex combat routines, it's better to fully master the characteristics of the ability and push them to the limit."

Jiang Ran listened, felt it made sense, and nodded: "That works."

Old Chen's practical combat foundation was truly too poor; it would take a massive amount of time to reshape it.

Starting directly with his supernatural ability was indeed the more efficient choice.

Seeing Jiang Ran agree, Old Chen curled his lips slightly, walked to the center of the training room, stood still, and said: "Don't worry, I've already had the surveillance in this training room turned off. You can let loose."

With that, he took a deep breath, his eyes suddenly focused.

Hum...

A ripple spread out from his body.

Old Chen's exposed skin rapidly took on a pale golden luster, the veins beneath his skin bulged slightly, and the blood flowing within seemed to carry a hint of golden radiance.

Vajra Indestructible Body, activated.

Seeing this, Jiang Ran remained standing where he was, his hands hanging naturally at his sides. He simply raised his right hand slightly, palm upward, and said calmly to Old Chen: "Come."

Old Chen was taken aback and couldn't help but ask: "Aren't you going to activate your supernatural ability!?"

In his view, although his own foundation was poor, the amplification provided by the Vajra Indestructible Body was far beyond that of an ordinary person.

How could he fight him with just flesh and blood?

Jiang Ran didn't say anything more.

The very next second, he moved.

With the simplest step forward, he threw a straight right punch, blasting toward Old Chen's chest.

Old Chen didn't have time to say anything else; he didn't dodge or retreat, and instead threw a punch of his own to meet it head-on.

He had absolute confidence in the strength amplified by his supernatural ability.

The two fists collided.

A thunderous boom exploded within the training room.

The confidence on Old Chen's face froze instantly.

He felt a massive force surge from the point of impact, causing his entire arm to tremble and go numb, while the pale golden luster flickered violently.

He had to retreat several steps before he could barely dissipate the force.

In contrast, Jiang Ran stood like a rooted pine, not moving an inch. The skin on his retracted fist was slightly flushed, but not even the skin had broken.

"How... how is this possible?!"

Old Chen looked at his still-trembling right fist, his face full of disbelief.

He had activated his Vajra Indestructible Body, which doubled his strength and defense.

How could he be knocked back by a single punch from someone who hadn't even activated a supernatural ability in a pure test of strength?

Jiang Ran shook his hand, feeling the recoil from the impact, and commented, "The power is decent, but your force exertion is too rigid. Your ability is an augmentation, not a replacement."

"Again."

Hearing this, Old Chen's gaze turned serious, and he held nothing back.

The pale golden luster flared brilliantly.

His muscles bulged further, and he stomped hard against the floor, charging forward to strike a punch directly at Jiang Ran's face.

Jiang Ran still did not dodge or evade, his eyes calm and ripple-free.

The moment the fist reached him, he reached out with his left hand and firmly grabbed Old Chen's wrist.

Old Chen's forward momentum was brought to a dead stop.

The fist hovered an inch from the tip of Jiang Ran's nose, unable to advance even a fraction further.

Old Chen's face flushed red, his arm muscles straining as the pale golden light flowed incessantly, attempting to break free or force his way through.

But no matter how he channeled his ability, he remained completely motionless.

"Your stance is unstable, your charge is too reckless, and your force is scattered."

Jiang Ran said calmly, pulling his left hand—which held Old Chen's wrist—sharply toward his own side, while simultaneously dropping his right shoulder and shifting his hips to lean into him.

Thud!

Old Chen felt a massive force slam into his chest.

His entire body flew backward uncontrollably, crashing into the wall seven or eight meters away before sliding to the floor.

"Cough, cough..."

Old Chen clutched his chest and coughed twice; although he wasn't injured, the suffocating sensation left him feeling quite powerless.

He looked up at Jiang Ran, his eyes reflecting the look one might give a monster.

The time that followed turned into a one-sided tutoring session.

Old Chen pushed his ability to the limit, using every method he could think of to attack.

But Jiang Ran's way of responding was simple and brutal.

Dodge? Occasionally.

Most of the time, he took the hits head-on.

Normally, close-quarters physical combat should have been Old Chen's forte, but Jiang Ran's flesh, blood, and bones—tempered by the Blood Sensing Realm—were enough to withstand attacks bolstered by Old Chen's ability.

Two hours later.

Old Chen lay sprawled in the center of the training room floor, panting and unable to move.

Although there were no obvious wounds on his exposed skin, once the pale golden luster faded, one could see many areas that were slightly inflamed.

He stared at the ceiling and muttered softly, "You brat... you're too ruthless. Don't you know how to respect your elders?"

In the distance, Jiang Ran brushed the dust off his clothes, smiled, and said, "Haven't you read those speculation and analysis posts online about training supernatural abilities?

For abilities like yours that reinforce defense and strength, one of the best ways to familiarize yourself with them quickly is to get beaten up."

After saying this, Jiang Ran walked to the wall, picked up his jacket and backpack, turned toward the door, and waved his hand: "I'm off. Same time tomorrow, if you're free."

Old Chen, lying on the floor, let out a weak grunt of acknowledgment and did not stop him.

Several minutes after Jiang Ran left the training room.

The training room door opened once again.

An old man walked in quickly, a look of confusion on his face.

He walked up to Old Chen, frowned slightly, and asked, "Why did you stop me just now?"

According to Old Chen's previous instructions, the old man had originally intended to present a bag of Spirit Crystals when Jiang Ran left.

This was to maintain their relationship.

It was also a form of implicit investment and solicitation.

As it turned out, just as the training session ended, the old man received a cancellation message from Old Chen.

Old Chen listened, but did not answer immediately.

He lay on the ground, catching his breath for a few moments before slowly propping himself up with his elbows. He brushed the dust off his body, looked at the confusion in the old man's eyes, and said softly:

"I couldn't even bring myself to make a move..."

The confusion in the old man's eyes deepened.

Old Chen pushed off his knees to stand up, worked his still-aching shoulders and arms, and gave a wry smile: "From start to finish, I didn't have the slightest ability to fight back."

Hearing this, the old man thought for a moment and consoled him: "Jiang Ran has always been a fast learner; most people can't compare to his talent for combat."

Old Chen twitched the corner of his mouth as he listened.

"But what if I told you he didn't even activate his supernatural powers..."

On the other side.

Jiang Ran was already in a car heading toward Lin Xiaorou's home.

Sitting in the backseat, he sank his consciousness into his Profession Panel.

[Profession: Mixed Martial Artist Lv.6 (587/600)]

[Basic Profession Skills: Freestyle Fighting Lv.9 (165/900)]

[Jiu-Jitsu Lv.6 (122/600)]

[Taekwondo Lv.6 (48/600)]

[Blade Arts Lv.7 (410/700)]

[Core Profession Skill: Combat Intuition Lv.4 (378/400)]

[Congratulations, Basic Profession Skill Jiu-Jitsu has upgraded from Lv.5 to Lv.6 (2/600)]

[Congratulations, you have gained 2 Profession Points]

During the fight with Old Chen.

Jiang Ran had not used supernatural powers like Dragon-Tiger Fist, but instead relied on mixed martial arts techniques combined with the physical attributes of the Blood Sensing Realm to compete.

The results were unexpectedly good.

Not only did his Jiu-Jitsu successfully level up, but his other combat skills and profession experience also saw a significant boost.

This was within Jiang Ran's expectations.

He had already discovered this earlier with Li Xintong.

Shooting Coach and Mixed Martial Artist were both ordinary professions.

Using a low-tier profession to face a transcendent whose strength far exceeded that of an ordinary person was a bit like exploiting a bug.

He could farm experience rapidly.

It was just that during his previous training with Old Chen, the other party hadn't activated his supernatural powers.

So, it hadn't been apparent.

Now, however, since the other party wanted to train his supernatural powers, Jiang Ran could farm experience for his Mixed Martial Artist profession at a furious pace.

It was undoubtedly a win-win situation.

Ten-thirty at night.

Jiang Ran walked out of Lin Xiaorou's villa.

Tonight's tutoring session had been highly efficient once again.

Lin Xiaorou had too many weak points in math, physics, and chemistry; mastering each knowledge point brought Jiang Ran a considerable amount of experience.

[Chemistry Lv.5 (264/500)] → [Chemistry Lv.6 (12/600)]

[Congratulations, you have gained 2 Profession Points]

With this, for the entire day.

Jiang Ran had gained a total of 4 Profession Points.

"Perfect."

Jiang Ran was in a good mood.

Currently, both his Blood-Qi Circulation Method and his finishing move were still at Level 1. These 4 Profession Points could be distributed perfectly to raise one by 2 levels and the other to Level 3.

He was just calculating how to allocate the points once he got home.

The phone in his pocket suddenly vibrated.

Jiang Ran pulled out his phone, the screen lit up, and it was a message from Wang Zhenguo.

"Chairman, the Deep Realm Inspection Team is using multiple channels to collect information on your background and whereabouts, seeking to cooperate with you."