Gravity Training

Ning Fengzhi had an almost exacting sensitivity to numbers.

Just by reading the table of contents of this so-called Supplementary Study Book List, Han Tao already understood how difficult it was.

A single Real-Time Buff was already troublesome enough. Then there was the "Distraction Control Method"—in other words, one had to provide teammates with all kinds of buffs simultaneously and across multiple threads.

This placed extremely harsh demands on one's personal computing power, judgment, and sensitivity to numbers.

"Speaking of which."

Han Tao flipped to the end of the book list.

The contents grew increasingly outrageous. It stated that the pinnacle of Crowd Control was the birth of a Multi-Dimensional Domain: "Turn the past into known data, deduce based on reality, and observe the world's development as clearly as the lines on one's palm." It even claimed that the actual battle record was: "Seven Peak Douluo rebelled against the Storm God; three died, and the god perished."

"What a damn braggart!"

Han Tao closed the book. He did not believe it. On the Douluo Continent, where great power belonged to the individual, the idea of mortals defeating gods was simply laughably absurd childish nonsense.

That did not affect his respect for the first half of the book list, however.

"Could Ning Rongrong do this?"

Han Tao was somewhat puzzled. He had read the original story too, yet he had never seen Ning Rongrong perform anything so outrageous.

"Could Master and Tang San have led her astray?"

"A support-type Soul Master abandoned the pursuit of Crowd Control and focused solely on self-preservation."

"Perhaps, in their eyes, Ning Rongrong was merely an accessory."

Even so, Han Tao was still confused. Why had Ning Fengzhi's performance in the original story been so poor?

It could not be said to have been entirely poor. Compared to the description in the book list, however, the two were worlds apart.

Suddenly, a frightening possibility began to take shape in his mind.

"Whether Qian Renxue wins or Tang San triumphs, he benefits either way."

"Ning Rongrong obtained the bargaining chip that could decide the outcome."

Soon, Han Tao restrained his thoughts.

This was only his guess. A guess would always be nothing more than a guess.

Besides, he did not believe Ning Fengzhi was that incredible.

"This is Xiao Yuan, a level-54 offensive-type Battle Soul Master. His fourth Soul Skill is called Gravity Suppression, and it can subject enemies to twice the normal gravity."

At the Training Field in the center of the mountains, Manager Ning brought over an exceptionally muscular middle-aged man.

He introduced him to Han Tao.

"This is Han Tao."

After Han Tao became a Soul Master, he could receive Gold Soul Coins from Spirit Hall every month. Money could greatly improve his diet.

Han Tao was not weak or scrawny now, but compared with Xiao Yuan, he was far, far behind.

"Since it was the Sect Master's order, I will naturally complete the task. Go ahead—what do you need?"

His voice was neither servile nor overbearing. Although he looked down on Han Tao somewhat, he did not show it on the surface.

"I need your Gravity Soul Skill to assist me in my cultivation."

Xiao Yuan nodded and extended both hands, summoning his Martial Soul.

"Tyrant Bear, possess me!"

Bear-type Martial Souls could acquire gravity-based skills with great ease. This was studied in detail in "Sixteen Methods for Offensive-Type Soul Masters' Enhancement Plans at Every Stage." Han Tao had read it once, and now Xiao Yuan's Tyrant Bear happened to confirm the knowledge in the book.

"Fourth Soul Skill, Giant Lizard Thousand Jun!"

Xiao Yuan's Soul Power and gravity transmitted over from a distance. Han Tao could feel an extremely powerful weight pressing down on his body, like shackles binding his fate.

An increase in gravity was not the same as carrying equipment. The suppression brought by gravity seeped into every cell of the body and every piece of muscle tissue.

Bang! "Lower the intensity!" Han Tao hurriedly shouted.

Hearing the urgency in Han Tao's voice, Xiao Yuan smiled faintly and slowed the output of his Soul Power.

The pressure from Xiao Yuan's Soul Power had actually caused Han Tao's Soul Power Level to break through. Han Tao's Soul Power Level had now reached 13.

This sort of situation often appeared in the original story as well. When a high-level Soul Master exerted an aura-based suppression on a low-level Soul Master, the suppression of Soul Power made it easy to break through a level.

In essence, this was because the high-level Soul Master brought a stronger Soul Power impact.

That impact widened the low-level Soul Master's Meridians, thereby prompting an increase in his level.

However, this did not come without a price.

The Soul Power Suppression of others did not care whether your body could endure it. While widening your Meridians, the Soul Power impact would also damage the delicate Capillary Meridians and capillaries.

Damage to the capillaries could instead aid the recovery of the Physique, but damage to the Capillary Meridians was damage all the same.

Thus, this was essentially a form of compensation: squeezing one's own potential in exchange for an increase in Soul Power Level.

Someone like Tang San, with Innate Full Soul Power and the Mysterious Heaven Skill, did not lack that bit of potential, so it did not matter to him at all.

Han Tao could likewise ignore it.

That was because his first Soul Skill was Deep Treatment, which could repair his own Capillary Meridians.

"That's enough. This intensity is about right. Keep it going."

At Han Tao's request, Xiao Yuan continuously increased or reduced his Soul Power output. Finally, Han Tao called for him to stop at the appropriate level.

Gravity permeated every part of Han Tao's body—his skin, muscles, bones, Meridians, and internal organs. He could clearly feel that his internal organs were far less capable of bearing gravity than the other parts of his body, which had significantly affected the results of his training.

Han Tao did not possess any cultivation method for training his internal organs. In fact, he did not even have any common body-tempering techniques, so he could only use those commonplace training methods.

His body-tempering results were still somewhat better than what Yu Xiaogang taught.

Zhao Wuji's Gravity Domain had never been used by Yu Xiaogang for body tempering. Master's teaching strategy consisted of three things: running, running, and weighted running.

Training, treatment, and dietary supplementation complemented one another. Han Tao actually could not understand how Shrek Academy could conduct high-intensity training with that sort of food and medical support.

After a month, Han Tao's physique broke through the 10 mark. This panel attribute was already at the median level of a level-10 Clear Sky Hammer.

However, his Soul Power and Mental Power remained weak, no different from those of an ordinary Blue Silver Grass Soul Master.

At this moment, Han Tao encountered a minor problem.

Xiao Yuan had begun to have some objections to him because Han Tao's training required him to use his Fourth Soul Skill for long periods.

For a level-55 Battle Soul Master, this was clearly an insult. After all, Han Tao's Soul Power Level and combat strength were both extremely weak.

Han Tao was not Ning Rongrong. He had no noble identity, so why should Xiao Yuan assist him in training like this? "This is so damn aggrieving!"

Han Tao's senses were quite sharp, and he noticed Xiao Yuan's resentment toward him.

Bound by the Sect Master's orders, Xiao Yuan could not directly refuse him, but he could still cause trouble.

For example, he could make his Soul Power output rise and fall erratically while using his Soul Skill, preventing Han Tao from training properly.

Or he could use the Soul Skill for a while, then claim he needed to rest and recover, wasting both of their time.

"I have to do something."

Although nothing like that had happened yet, if he did not take action, the future might turn out differently.