"My heavens! That punch... just the residual force of the wind from it snapped a tree dozens of meters tall?"
"Is that really the kind of strength an ordinary Soul Master should have? That physical toughness and terrifying explosive power are downright inhuman!"
"That little girl called Xiao Wu was only a few centimeters away from being killed in an instant! Boss Han was completely holding back, or else..."
Xiao Chenyu couldn't help sucking in a sharp breath. His face was deathly pale, his heart pounding wildly. He was utterly astounded.
At the same time, a wave of lingering fear washed over him. Thankfully, he had backed down in time and hadn't fallen out with Han Qiu. Provoking a monster like that was simply courting death!
Xiao Wu stared blankly at the tree that had crashed to the ground. A fine layer of sweat had long since broken out on her back, and her legs were slightly weak.
Only moments ago, she had boasted that her speed and evasive skills were unmatched among those at her level. Yet before Han Qiu's incomparably powerful body, her movement technique, soft skills, and speed were as laughable as child's play.
Xiao Wu couldn't help muttering inwardly, Wait, this isn't Douluo at all! Which one of us is the Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast in human form, you or me?
She was absolutely certain she hadn't sensed a Soul Beast's presence on Han Qiu.
If his fist hadn't deliberately veered a little off course just now, she wouldn't have been able to resist it at all. And if it had hit her pretty little face, what would she have done with a pig's head for a face?
Can't afford to provoke him, can't afford to provoke him. If anyone tells me again that human Soul Masters are squishy, I'll beat him until he cries!
"No more, no more! I admit defeat!" Xiao Wu shook her head like a rattle drum.
"Boss Han, how on earth did you do that?" Xiao Chenyu hurried forward, his eyes full of excitement as he pressed him for answers. "That punch was incredible! Was it the power of your Martial Soul? You snapped the tree from that far away! Forget striking from a distance-even if I hit it up close with everything I had, I couldn't break that trunk!"
"Boss Han, I want to learn that!"
"Brother Han, I want to learn too! That move was way too cool!"
"Boss Han, please teach us!"
Han Qiu looked at the group crowding around him. With a faint smile, he slowly said, "No problem. If you want to learn, I'll teach you."
Hearing this, Xiao Chenyu grinned. "Thanks, Boss Han!"
Zhang Jian, Liu Long, and the others also looked at him eagerly. Even Tang San, standing to one side, showed a hint of curiosity in his eyes as he quietly waited to hear more.
Smiling, Han Qiu slowly uttered the words that instantly stunned everyone. "Do a thousand push-ups, a thousand sit-ups, and a thousand pull-ups every day, along with a ten-kilometer run carrying weights. Keep it up for six months, and you should be able to do about the same as me."
The moment he finished speaking, the entire place fell dead silent.
The excitement froze on the faces of those who had been eager to try just moments ago, their smiles gradually vanishing altogether.
Xiao Chenyu's mouth twitched uncontrollably. He was completely dumbfounded.
A thousand push-ups, a thousand sit-ups, plus pull-ups and a long-distance run carrying weights?
What kind of unparalleled divine technique was that? It was clearly self-torture!
Zhang Jian's face twitched, and he couldn't help asking dryly, "B-Boss Han... are you sure that just training like that every day will let us throw a punch like yours that breaks a tree from a distance?"
"That's right." Han Qiu spoke frankly. "I didn't use any special secret technique to channel my strength in that punch just now, and there were no hidden Martial Soul tricks either. It was purely physical toughness. As long as you complete the training, I guarantee you'll be able to do it too."
Everyone was struck speechless at once.
They had originally thought Han Qiu had mastered some special, top-tier secret punching technique, and had eagerly hoped to learn a move or two and ascend to the heavens in a single bound.
Who could have imagined that the truth behind his heaven-defying combat strength was grueling practice!
Xiao Chenyu wanted to cry but had no tears. He immediately gave up the idea of taking Han Qiu as his master and learning from him.
Three thousand sets of physical training every day, plus a long-distance run? Forget keeping it up-just hearing about it made his legs go weak.
Tang San's eyes flickered as he looked thoughtfully at Han Qiu.
He understood the gap in an instant.
"The weather's nice today. I should get back to meditating. Goodbye, Sister Xiao Wu!"
"Oh, it's mealtime already. I'm starving. Sister Xiao Wu, Boss Han, I'll be off first!"
"Can't learn it, no way I can learn it. I'm out of here!"
Voices rose one after another, and the group of children scattered and fled in the blink of an eye.
How could they possibly keep up such a hellish training regimen?
"Oh, Xiao Chenyu, how come you're the only one still here? Want to give it a try?" Han Qiu looked at Xiao Chenyu, the only one left standing there, and beckoned him over.
Xiao Chenyu jolted all over and groaned inwardly.
Who could stand that much training? Boss Han's physique is absurdly monstrous!
He couldn't help guessing to himself: could Boss Han's Vertical Eye Martial Soul be geared toward physical recovery, allowing him to possess such horrifying strength?
"Ahem... Brother Han, once I've improved my strength, I'll come ask you for guidance!" Xiao Chenyu hurriedly waved his hands and made excuses.
Han Qiu sighed softly. "I've laid my genuine cultivation insights right before you, yet none of you are willing to settle down and practice. What a pity."
Hearing this, Xiao Chenyu's mouth twitched violently.
Just then, Xiao Wu gave a soft huff and crouched down. Looking aggrieved, she gazed at Tang San with reddened eyes. "Little San, I hurt my foot in the fight just now. Carry me back later!"
Tang San immediately nodded in agreement and hurried forward, preparing to crouch down.
But as soon as he bent down, his legs went weak beneath him. His body swayed violently, and he nearly toppled straight to the ground.
Fortunately, he reacted quickly and braced himself against the ground with one hand, avoiding a face-first fall.
"I used up a little too much Soul Power just now, so I'm feeling a bit weak," Tang San explained awkwardly.
He felt helpless too.
He had fought Han Qiu for over an hour, and his already meager Soul Power had long since been squeezed completely dry.
Xiao Wu had been on the offensive throughout, consuming even more Soul Power.
Seeing this, Xiao Chenyu's eyes lit up. He hurried over and eagerly said, "Sister Xiao Wu! Me, me, me... aren't I still here? I'll carry you!"
"No way!" Xiao Wu immediately shot him a look of disdain and firmly refused.
Xiao Chenyu froze on the spot, looking a little awkward.
Just then, Han Qiu pondered for a moment before saying, "Forget it. I'll help you recover."
At these words, all three of them froze and looked at him in shock and doubt.
Recover? He can actually restore Soul Power?
"Han Qiu, are you serious?" Tang San looked surprised, utterly baffled.
He couldn't help wondering if the Hundred-Year Soul Beast Han Qiu had hunted had actually provided an extremely rare recovery-attribute Soul Ring.
But auxiliary Soul Rings were rare to begin with, and they might not be compatible with a battle-type Martial Soul!
Xiao Wu was equally astonished.
Restoring Soul Power was an ability exclusive to pure Auxiliary System Soul Masters!
"How can a man say he can't?" Han Qiu gave Tang San a meaningful look.
Xiao Chenyu shook his head repeatedly, taking Han Qiu's words for a joke. "Brother Han, stop messing with us! Your physical combat strength is so terrifying that you're obviously a top-tier Battle Soul Master. How could you possibly be an auxiliary Soul Master?"
Faced with their doubts, Han Qiu grinned. No longer concealing his abilities, he said in a deep voice, "Since you don't believe me, let me formally introduce myself."
"I'm Han Qiu, a first-year work-study student at Nuoding Academy. My Martial Soul is the Heavenly Eye! A level-sixteen Auxiliary System Tool Soul Master!"
The moment he finished speaking, specks of soft, shimmering white light quietly blossomed in Han Qiu's palm.