A Thousand Jin of Strength

It might be because the cultivation level of the eight-hundred-year-old "Nüluo Blue Silver Grass" was too large, or it might be because the amount of vital energy contained in that half-pot of "Tenfold Tonic Soup" was too abundant.

Originally, Ling Yi could only perform the eight forms of "Beast Martial Soul: Xingyi Fist Form" once from beginning to end, or each form separately twice. However, with the support of two streams of energy, one cool and one hot, in his body, he performed the eight forms of the fist form more than seven times in a row!

After retracting the stance, I no longer felt exhausted or panting like before. Instead, I felt completely refreshed, with all my energy and spirit under my control. I could unleash my power or energy at will, and everything was entirely at my command. I felt extremely comfortable throughout my body.

"This feeling~"

Ling Yi stood on the ground, its surface soaked with sweat, and looked down at his hands. "It's like I've mastered the ' Great Shift of Heaven and Earth'— "

At this moment, the Martial Soul "Blue Silver Grass" had already unknowingly returned to his body. Ling Yi's hands were fair and slender, and the thin calluses that he used to develop from holding weapons such as knives, spears, clubs, and axes had disappeared.

With his right fist clenched, he swung his arm forward and slammed it down. Instinctively, his abdominal muscles tightened and contracted, and a force traveled up his back muscles, arm, forearm, and wrist, all the way to his fair fist.

"Smack—!"

A loud explosion suddenly erupted in the camp, which was about fifty square meters in size.

Ling Yi raised an eyebrow, lifted his hand, and looked at the skin, which was even more delicate, seemingly fragile yet as tough as cowhide. He murmured softly, "Manifest Force?"

He shook his head, suppressing his thoughts about the National Martial Arts system, and walked towards the weapon rack in the corner of the tent.

Reaching out, Ling Yi took the topmost battle sword, weighed it in his hand, narrowed his eyes slightly, then gripped the sword hilt with his left hand while his free right hand continued to reach towards the weapon rack.

"Clang!"

The heavy steel rod, weighing over seventy pounds, was taken down and placed horizontally in his left hand, where it bumped against the blade of the battle sword.

"Clang!"

The battle axe, weighing over fifty kilograms, was placed flat on a steel rod and a battle sword, and held up by Ling Yi's left hand.

"Bite!"

Like the fine steel rod, the steel spear, weighing about sixty pounds, was also placed horizontally and gently on top of the three weapons in his left hand.

Including the battle sword, the four weapons, all crafted from refined iron mixed with several other materials, were forged from Five Hundred Refinement and weighed a total of over two hundred pounds.

He weighed it in his left hand, then switched to his right, and feeling the weight, which was noticeably lighter than before, Ling Yi realized that his strength had improved considerably.

To determine the exact extent of the increase, we'll need to go to the military industrial camp later and weigh some large metal blocks to find out.

But based on preliminary estimates, it is probably already over 900 jin (450 kg).

Ling Yi even had a guess in his mind that was hard for outsiders to imagine.

That is, at this moment, his strength has reached a thousand jin!

More than a year ago, when he became Blacksmith, he practiced the "Beast Martial Soul: Xingyi Fist". His strength was nearly 700 jin. The further he went, the more difficult it became to increase his strength. He did not reduce the amount of sweat he put in and the more nourishing foods he ate, but his strength increased more and more slowly.

Until a few days ago, he had been tested and found that his strength was around 820 pounds.

In one go, he gained almost 180 pounds?

Thinking of this, Ling Yi didn't delay. He put the four weapons that seemed 'light' back on the shelf one by one and walked back to the open space in the center of the camp.

Clench your fists and place them on your waist; grip the ground with your toes; slightly bend your knees...

Beast Martial Soul: Xingyi Fist Style, First Form: Galloping Fierce Horse!

A few breaths later, Ling Yi calmed the rapidly circulating Soul Power within his body, and a look of genuine joy appeared on his rosy face, which was flushed from the surge of Qi and Blood and qi.

The amplification effect of "Soul Skill: Galloping Fierce Horse" is gone!

The amplification effect of the Soul Skill Soul Skill "Galloping Fierce Horse" from the tenth-grade white Soul Ring has an upper limit.

According to Ling Yi's calculations, this upper limit is a thousand catties!

Although Ma Huatao, the cavalry squad leader who provided the Soul Skill, only increased his own strength from over 600 jin to over 700 jin when he used the First Soul Skill.

However, looking at the thousands of Soul Master Ling Yi has encountered since the Martial Soul Awakening, there has never been Soul Ring with an amplification limit of more than a thousand jin.

It's like a shackle, firmly locking down the upper limit of Soul Master's Soul Skill output!

Lying down on the spot and closing his eyes, Ling Yi mobilized his spiritual power, combined with his calmed mind, to begin sensing the scene inside his body.

In an instant, a pure and flawless crystal figure appeared in Ling Yi Ling Yi's mind.

At this moment, Ling Yi was not in Deep Sleep, but merely in a state of concentration during the Crystal Meditation Method.

Spiritual power circulates through the meridians along with Soul Power, and the mind is attached to the hot blood flowing through the blood vessels. Two intricate circuit diagrams, one blue and one red, appear on the crystal person's body, without interfering with each other, yet overlapping each other.

After thoroughly examining his body inch by inch, inside and out, Ling Yi finally determined his current condition:

Perfect!

Even though he had previously pushed his limits in cultivating "Beast Martial Soul: Xingyi Fist Style" and greatly enhanced his physique, the damage to his body during that process was now being repaired and perfected by some mysterious power, leaving no sequelae or hidden injuries.

Reassured, Ling Yi opened his eyes, sat up straight, and went to his desk. From a small cabinet underneath, he took out an elegant brocade box with a dark purple hue.

Opening the brocade box reveals a white crystal ball about the size of a human head.

This is a Soul Tool specifically used to test Soul Master's Soul Power; it's the most basic kind.

These testing crystal balls come in different colors depending on their level. Generally, when the Spirit Hall go to the countryside to preside over the Martial Soul Awakening Ceremony for children of the appropriate age, the blue crystal ball they carry can withstand a maximum Soul Power Level of ten.

Ling Yi purchased the white crystal ball through the Blacksmith Association's Water Wood Duchy branch for 1,200 Gold Soul Coin. This crystal ball can withstand Soul Power tests up to level 30. If the Soul Power exceeds level 30, the crystal ball will explode.

Ling Yi picked up the white crystal ball and poured his Soul Power into it.

Suddenly, a point of white light appeared inside the crystal ball, and then rapidly grew larger in a very short time, occupying more than half of the entire crystal ball in the blink of an eye.

Ultimately, more than two-thirds of the space inside this head-sized white crystal ball was filled with dazzling white light.

With his eyes fixed intently on the crystal ball, Ling Yi instantly determined his Soul Power Level:

Level 22, 23%!