The moment Lin Fan's fingers touched the two weapons.
Boom!
It was like a long-gathering flood bursting through its dam. Two entirely different, yet equally domineering energies surged madly into his body through his fingertips.
There was no time to adjust. They seemed to explode inside him.
"Ugh!"
Lin Fan grunted as every muscle in his body tensed at once.
Under the impact of the two energies, he felt as though he had been thrown into a giant blender.
Heat!
A scorching, dark-purple energy, carrying Calamity's uniquely domineering aura, burrowed ruthlessly deep into his body.
It didn't care how Lin Fan felt. It simply ground his original bones to pieces, inch by inch, with mechanical brutality, then put those fragments back together, inch by inch.
The bones it reassembled were tougher than before.
And the newly grown bone was no longer a sickly white. It had taken on a dark-purple sheen and had an astonishing density.
But that wasn't the end of it. The newly grown bones were smashed apart by the dark-purple energy once more, then pieced back together again...
"Holy shit..."
A light, razor-sharp, yet utterly cold stream of silvery-white energy was like a precise surgical scalpel. As the Calamity energy rampaged through him, it cut straight through the barriers of his sea of consciousness.
It ignored the brain's protective mechanisms and wildly expanded that mysterious region of his mind.
It felt as though someone were forcibly pumping more water into a balloon that was already full.
The pain reached deep into his bones and made even his soul tremble. Lin Fan was on the verge of passing out.
But then something even more despairing happened.
The silvery-white energy wasn't just expanding his sea of consciousness. It was also repairing it.
That kept him in an utterly clear state of awareness.
So even though Lin Fan's vision kept going black from the pain, he couldn't pass out. He had to feel every second of it.
"Argh!!!! Holy shit!!!"
Lin Fan finally couldn't take it anymore and let out a pained roar.
But as soon as he did, he realized something even more despairing.
Despite the unbearable pain throughout his body, he was actually feeling an intensely twisted kind of pleasure.
"No, it can't be, argh!!!!"
The muscles swelling beneath Lin Fan's once-taut combat suit made it creak, but that twisted pleasure only grew clearer.
To Lin Fan's relief, the sensation didn't come from the pain. It came from his body's functions continually improving.
"Thank goodness... thank goodness..."
As the energy continued to wash through him, fine, sticky black grime began to seep from the pores on his skin.
These were impurities that had accumulated deep within his body. Calamity's domineering energy had forced them out.
Then the grime on his skin began to crack and flake away, revealing the new skin beneath.
It was taut and resilient, with a faint sheen like polished jade.
Time slipped by in a silent tug-of-war between pain and renewal.
One hour.
Two hours.
Three hours...
At last, after washing through him for a full four hours, the two energies slowly faded away.
"Whew..."
Lin Fan opened his eyes. He looked tired, but more than anything, he was excited.
He slowly exhaled a breath of stale air. It streamed out like a long white ribbon, holding together for three meters before striking the wall and dissipating.
"My strength..."
Lin Fan lowered his head and looked at his hands.
They were slender and smooth, yet full of power.
He gently clenched his fist, feeling the explosive force between his fingers.
"Simply... a completely different person."
Lin Fan rose to his feet, slightly intoxicated by the feeling of being reborn.
If he had been a powerful beast before, now he was a tyrannosaur wearing human skin.
This strength wasn't just about raw power. His control over his body had reached an entirely new level.
Crack, crackle.
As he moved his joints, his bones let out a series of crisp pops, like beans sizzling in a pan. The sensation was exhilarating.
"I wonder what I can do now, combining the first level of the Force Application Technique from the Calamity Killing Art with my strength."
Lin Fan turned and fixed his eyes on the specially reinforced Punch Strength Tester in the corner.
He walked over to the tester and took a deep breath. He spread his feet and dug his toes into the ground.
He took his stance. His spine arched backward in an instant, making him look like a drawn bow—or a giant serpent coiled to strike.
"Break... the mountain!"
Lin Fan's eyes widened as he barked the words.
Power burst from his heels, surged through his lower legs, thighs, and hips, then traveled up his spine, building with each stage of amplification until it gathered in his right fist.
Boom!
As his fist shot forward, a visible ring of transparent ripples appeared ahead of it.
Before the fist even landed, the pressure of the wind had already started to cave in the tester's padded target.
Bam!!!
A deafening crash rang out.
The entire villa seemed to have been struck by a heavy bomb, shuddering violently as the chandelier overhead swung wildly.
A terrifying shock wave swept out from the target, knocking over the equipment racks in the basement and scattering their contents across the floor.
Crack!
The target took the punch head-on and exploded. The high-strength composite material inside it was as brittle as foam against that blow.
Even the alloy backplate behind it had been blasted inward, leaving a clear fist-shaped dent several inches deep!
Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep!!!
The tester's display flashed wildly, and its red warning lights glared through the dust.
The numbers climbed, then seemed to stall when they crossed some threshold. Finally, a line of bright red digits appeared:
[1,624,000 kg]
After displaying the number, the tester made a series of cracking sounds, then shut off completely, trailing a wisp of black smoke.
One million six hundred and twenty-four thousand kilograms!
Lin Fan slowly lowered his fist and stared at the number, hardly able to believe it.
Sixteen hundred tons of punch force. What the hell did that even mean?
A Peak War God could manage, at most, a value of five hundred tons. And Lin Fan? One punch had delivered more than three times that.
"Base strength combined with the amplification from the first level of the Calamity Killing Art..."
"One punch, and I hit it with sixteen hundred tons."
"If I landed that punch on a Lord-level Monster..."
Lin Fan looked at the completely ruined Punch Strength Tester and grinned.
"I could probably blow its head off, right?"
"Tsk, tsk. Three times the strength of a Peak War God..."
"Now that's badass."
Lin Fan turned to look at Calamity and Sky Splitter nearby, his eyes filled with emotion.
In less than a week since coming to this world, he had gone from an ordinary student to someone who had surpassed the Peak War God level.
And it was all thanks to these two companion divine weapons gifted to him by the system.
"Even though I've said it plenty of times already, I have to say it again: having cheats is great."
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