Three Yuan Battle Art, Max It Out!

"Understood!" Wei Fan nodded, then asked, "After joining the Night Watch Team, can I move into the inner city?"

Wei Fan's original yellow-mud thatched cottage had a huge hole blasted through one wall. It was no longer fit to live in.

Repairs would be troublesome too, so Wei Fan wanted to change houses as soon as possible.

"A house? I'll take you there later. There happens to be an empty house beside mine. Just go back, pack up, and you can move in.

"Not only that, Night Watch Team members receive a certain amount of meat every month, along with a silver ingot as monthly pay!"

Shi Meng said, "Since today is your first day, you won't need to take part in the night watch. First familiarize yourself with the patrol routes and precautions. Starting tomorrow night, you'll have to shoulder your own responsibilities."

"Alright, I'll go back and pack up first!" Wei Fan said repeatedly.

After completing the formalities and receiving the "Three Yuan Battle Art," he was already itching to raise his strength.

Shi Meng gave him a few more instructions before leaving.

Wei Fan hurried home and found Wei Yingying waiting at the door.

"Brother, you're back! Lunch is ready!" Wei Yingying called with a smile.

"I'm here!" Wei Fan was delighted as well. His little sister was simply too sensible.

Wei Yingying had stir-fried a bowl of greens, served with rice and pickled vegetables. In Wushan Village, that already counted as a lavish meal.

Of course, to Wei Fan, who came from the great nation of foodies, such dishes and cooking skills were indeed somewhat crude.

But after Wei Fan joined the Night Watch Team, his standard of living could improve a little.

After the meal, Wei Fan said, "Yingying, I'm going into the inner room to cultivate. Pack up our things. This afternoon, we can move into the village's Inner Circle!"

"Moving? Brother, you joined the Night Watch Team?" Wei Yingying froze, unable to react for a moment.

Wei Fan had already joined the Night Watch Team. What was done was done; it was an unchangeable fact.

"Brother, it's actually fine to live in the Outer Circle too. Sigh..." Wei Yingying muttered softly, then lowered her head and began gathering their things.

Wei Fan entered the inner room. The huge hole in the wall had been covered with a wooden board.

"System, add points!" Wei Fan summoned the system panel.

Name: Wei Fan

Cultivation Arts: "Tiger's Breath Art" True Intent Level

True Intent State: Special Effects—immense strength, Tiger's Might.

"Iron Ridge Art," fourth layer (Extreme Breakthrough available)

"Three Yuan Battle Art" (not yet initiated)

Energy: 2

According to Shi Meng, once the "Three Yuan Battle Art" was cultivated to perfection, it could add three thousand pounds of strength. By employing its techniques, one could instantly amplify one's strength threefold, reaching ten thousand pounds—the threshold of the Divine Strength Realm.

Wei Fan thought about it. When he had cultivated the "Tiger's Breath Art" to the third layer, he had already possessed over a thousand pounds of strength.

After activating the True Intent State, he could even Grasping Iron into Mud. Conservatively estimated, he had three thousand pounds of strength.

Afterward, the fourth layer of the "Iron Ridge Art" had added another two thousand pounds of strength. In other words, Wei Fan's current strength had already reached five thousand pounds.

If he cultivated the "Three Yuan Battle Art" to max level, gaining another three thousand pounds of strength, then unleashed a threefold amplified burst—just how terrifying would his power become?

At that thought, Wei Fan's heart grew hot, and he said impatiently:

"Three Yuan Battle Art, max it out."

Boom!

A tyrannical surge of energy erupted within Wei Fan's body, causing his frame to swell violently until he stood nearly eight feet tall. Every inch of him was packed with muscles bulging to their limit, while his black hair fluttered without wind.

At that moment, Wei Fan gave off the dangerous aura of a primordial beast.

The energy that had appeared from nowhere rampaged through Wei Fan's body, ceaselessly tempering his bones and muscles.

In the end, it gathered in his chest and formed three vortex-like nodes. The vortices took shape—this was the sign that the "Three Yuan Battle Art" had reached perfection.

In battle, so long as he detonated the vortices, he could instantly amplify his strength threefold. Tearing tigers and leopards apart with his bare hands would be no difficult task.

"What terrifying strength!" Wei Fan swung an arm, and the air before him was instantly sucked empty, producing a thunderous roar.

"I wonder whether a Black Ghost Level monster could withstand a single slap from me!"

Wei Fan familiarized himself with his power, and his body returned to its original size.

After the "Tiger's Breath Art" reached the True Intent Level, Wei Fan could adjust his muscle density to a certain extent, shrinking his fearsome body back to a normal build.

"My current strength has already reached the Divine Strength Realm. If I revealed it, I could even take the position of Vice Captain in the Night Watch Team!" Wei Fan murmured.

But he could not reveal his strength for the time being. His improvement had been too rapid; exposing it now would inevitably arouse suspicion.

Wushan Village had experts above the Divine Strength Realm, as well as strange and mysterious talisman masters. Wei Fan did not dare expose his strength lightly.