Three-Times Peak War God

The moment Lin Fan's fingers touched the two weapons.

Boom!

It was as if a long-pent-up flood had breached its dam; two distinct yet equally overbearing energies surged wildly into his body through his fingertips.

Without the slightest buffer, they seemed to detonate directly inside him.

"Ugh!"

Lin Fan let out a muffled groan, his muscles tensing instantly.

Under the impact of these two energies, he felt as if he had been thrown into a giant blender.

Hot!

The scorching dark purple energy, carrying the unique, domineering aura of Calamity, forced its way deep into his body.

It didn't care about Lin Fan's feelings at all; it simply and violently ground his original bones to dust inch by inch, only to piece those fragments back together again.

These newly reconstructed bones became tougher than before.

Moreover, the new bone tissue was no longer a pale white, but stained with a dark purple luster, its density shockingly high.

But it wasn't over yet; these newly grown bones were shattered once more by that dark purple energy, only to be pieced back together again...

"Damn it..."

A nimble, sharp, yet chillingly cold silver-white energy flow, like a precise scalpel, sliced directly through the barriers of his sea of consciousness while the Calamity energy raged.

It ignored his brain's protective mechanisms, frantically expanding that mysterious cerebral region.

The feeling was like someone forcibly pumping water into a balloon that was already filled to the brim.

This bone-deep, soul-trembling agony made Lin Fan feel as if he were about to pass out.

But then, something even more desperate happened.

This silver-white energy was not only expanding his sea of consciousness, but also repairing it.

As a result, his consciousness remained in a state of extreme clarity.

Even though Lin Fan's vision was blacking out from the pain, he couldn't faint, forced to experience every second of the excruciating agony.

"Ah!!!! Damn it!!!"

Lin Fan finally couldn't hold back and let out a painful roar.

But the moment he shouted, he discovered something even more desperate.

Amidst the agony that made him wish for death, he actually felt a sensation of extremely twisted pleasure.

"No, no way, ah!!!!"

Lin Fan's originally tight combat suit creaked as his muscles bulged, but that twisted pleasure became even clearer.

What relieved Lin Fan was that this pleasure didn't come from the pain itself, but from the rapid improvement of his bodily functions.

"Thank goodness... thank goodness..."

As the energy continued to wash over him, fine, sticky black grime began to seep out from the pores on his skin.

These were impurities deposited deep within his body, forcibly squeezed out by the domineering energy of Calamity.

Soon after, the grime on his skin began to crack and flake off, revealing the new skin beneath.

This skin was firm, tough, and faintly shimmered with a jade-like luster.

Time slipped away in the tug-of-war between pain and rebirth.

One hour.

Two hours.

Three hours...

Finally, after four full hours of scouring, the two energies slowly dissipated.

"Hoo..."

Lin Fan opened his eyes, his gaze filled with more excitement than exhaustion.

He slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air; the stream remained condensed like a white ribbon, shooting out over three meters before hitting the wall and slowly dissipating.

"My strength..."

Lin Fan looked down at his hands.

They were slender and lustrous, yet filled with power.

He gently clenched his fist, feeling the explosive strength between his knuckles.

"It's like... I'm a different person."

Lin Fan stood up, the feeling of being reborn making him somewhat intoxicated.

If he had been a strong beast before, he was now a tyrannosaurus in human skin.

This strength wasn't just physical; it was an ultimate improvement in his control over his own body.

Crack, crack.

As he moved his joints, his bones emitted a series of pops like roasting beans, feeling incredibly refreshing.

"I wonder what level I can reach now, combined with the power-output technique of the first stage of the Calamity Killing Art."

Lin Fan turned his head, his eyes burning as he looked at the custom-made heavy-duty punch tester in the corner.

Lin Fan walked to the tester, took a deep breath, spread his feet, and dug his toes into the ground.

As he set his stance, his spine arched like a drawn bow, his whole body resembling a giant python coiled and ready to strike.

"Mountain... Crushing!"

Lin Fan's eyes widened, and he let out a low shout.

Power exploded from his heels, traveling through his calves, thighs, waist, and hips, surging up his spine, amplified layer by layer, and finally gathering in his right fist.

Boom!

As he threw the punch, a visible ripple appeared in the air before his fist.

Before the punch even landed, the wind pressure caused the leather target of the tester to cave in.

Bang!!!

A heaven-shaking roar echoed.

The entire villa seemed to have been hit by a heavy bomb, shaking violently as the chandelier overhead swayed wildly.

A terrifying shockwave swept outward from the target, blowing the equipment racks in the basement over until they clattered to the floor.

Crack!

The target hit head-on shattered instantly; the high-strength composite material inside was as brittle as foam before this punch.

Even the alloy backplate behind it was forcibly dented with a clear, several-inch-deep fist print!

Beep, beep, beep, beep!!!

The tester's screen flashed frantically, the red alarm light looking particularly harsh amidst the dust.

The numbers jumped, then seemed to freeze for a moment as they exceeded a certain threshold before a line of crimson numbers appeared.

[1,624,000 kg]

After displaying this number, the tester emitted a "crack" sound, the screen went dark, and a wisp of black smoke rose from it.

1.624 million kilograms!

Lin Fan slowly retracted his fist, looking at the number in disbelief.

1,624 tons of punching force—what kind of concept was this?

A peak War God could at most punch out 500 tons, and he had just delivered more than three times that in a single blow.

"Basic strength combined with the power-output amplification of the first stage of the Calamity Killing Art..."

"One punch, and I hit 1,600 tons."

"If this punch landed on a Lord-level monster..."

Looking at the completely destroyed punch tester, Lin Fan's mouth curled into a grin.

"I should be able to blow its head off, right?"

"Tsk tsk, three times the power of a peak War God..."

"Truly awesome."

Lin Fan turned to look at Calamity and Sky Splitter not far away, his eyes filled with emotion.

In less than a week since coming to this world, he had progressed from an ordinary student to a height surpassing a peak War God.

And all of this was because of these two companion divine weapons gifted to him by the system.

"Although I've sighed about it many times, I have to say, the feeling of using a cheat code is truly great."