Tier Two Peak

Xu Wuyi sat back down on the platform and closed his eyes.

The Beast Pool had already recorded all the data from that punch.

Peak punching force, impact duration, energy consumption, force distribution—all the data had been sorted by category in the Beast Pool's operation logs.

He opened the data and examined the entries one by one.

His peak punching force was about sixty percent higher than when he had previously tested it on the crystal wall.

Not fifty percent, but sixty. The crystal wall's test results had been inaccurate because the material's limits had caused the excess force to go to waste.

Energy consumption had risen by roughly thirty percent, but energy conversion efficiency had improved by nearly twenty percent.

It was still "Break," with the same nine space nodes and the same 1.5-fold amplification. Energy consumption had increased, but punching force had risen by sixty percent, which meant the maximum force his body could output within a given time had increased.

That was the value of "Refine."

It did not let him throw more punches in battle. It made the same punch carry greater force.

He closed the data, stood up from the platform, and walked out of the circular building.

Across the purple-black grassland, the spring breeze rustled through the blades of grass. Dark red light spilled down from the dome and fell on his bronze skin.

He stood there, gazing at the boundless grassland in the distance and the dark red glow along the horizon, silent for a long time.

Then he withdrew his consciousness from the Beast Pool.

In the Cultivation Room, the Earth Fire Marrow Lamp's flame still flickered faintly in the corner. The sky outside the window had darkened, and an occasional low horn sounded from the river.

He stood by the window