Battle Power Doubled

"Option three, option three! No, wait, option one, option one!"

Ning Yue wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. He had almost made the wrong choice.

[Congratulations, host, you have obtained the ability Body of Steel. The ability is incompatible with the current world. Converting...]

[Conversion complete. Congratulations, host, you have obtained the Iron Body Physique.]

[Physique fusion in progress. Initial Yang Physique detected. Fusing again...]

[Congratulations, host, you have obtained the Iron Yang Physique.]

Before Ning Yue could react, the system had already finished the entire process.

He felt no increase in his qi and blood value. It was nothing like the fusion with the Initial Yang Physique, and he couldn't help feeling puzzled.

Then he realized something and bent his arms, moving them freely.

On an impulse, he slapped his left arm with his right hand. A dull thud sounded, but Ning Yue felt nothing at all.

"So this physique added to my defense, not my attack."

He slapped the bicep of his left arm hard again. He still felt nothing, so he kept increasing the force, testing his defensive ability.

Only when he used qi and blood and slapped with all his strength could he feel a slight pain.

Even then, the pain quickly faded.

He was delighted by this.

Under certain circumstances, defense was more important than offense, and his ability to stay alive had greatly improved. Whether he faced vicious beasts or other races in the future, he would have a better chance of survival.

In the past, he had dreamed of roaming the jianghu with a sword and becoming a sword immortal.

Later, he discovered that sword immortals lived and died by their swords: when the sword broke, the wielder died. That was because so-called sword immortals were all glass cannons. Without their swords, a single attack would kill them.

Besides, defense was offense, especially when facing an enemy of equal battle power.

Now, with the same battle power plus defense, his battle power had doubled.

After breakfast, he arrived at school for another day of group cultivation and combat practice.

This time, Ning Yue didn't spar with Wang Qi again. Instead, he found a classmate ranked among the top ten in the class, whose qi and blood value was close to sixty points.

This sparring session made everyone see him in a new light. Even the homeroom teacher was somewhat gratified.

Ning Yue remained calm in the face of everyone's shock.

Once sparring was over, he went straight home, living a life that ran back and forth between two points.

It wasn't that he didn't want to go elsewhere and have fun. His parents drove over especially to pick him up, so he had no chance. He regretfully turned down Li Feng and the others' invitation to Shaba once again.

The next day, Ning Yue lay in bed, lost in thought.

He had always believed that keeping a low profile was the way to go, whether in life or in his dealings.

What he had learned about Blue Star over the past few days had changed his outlook on life somewhat.

For third-year high school students like them, the college entrance exam was a major hurdle in life, the most important choice they would face. And that choice was in their own hands: it came down to their grades.

From his predecessor's memories and what he had learned about the world of Blue Star over the past few days, he knew this world was different from his previous life.

Earth in his previous life had been a peaceful world. If you didn't compete, you would live a little worse at most; you wouldn't die.

This world was different. If you didn't compete, it was easy to die. If you didn't die in a vicious beast uprising, you died at the hands of other races. Deaths caused by battles between martial artists were also everywhere.

The weak were like ants, while the strong were like gods and demons.

The present peace existed only because the strong stood guard, the vicious beasts hadn't risen up, and the other races hadn't invaded. He was still living under his parents' wings, seeing a false peace, an illusion.

He had finally transmigrated here and been reborn. He didn't want to live too humbly, nor could he let the Myriad Heavens Simulator go to waste.

So he had made up his mind: he would work hard at simulations every day and stop lying flat.

He would begin his rise with this school-wide martial arts mock exam.

If he became the human race's guardian god in the future, novelists might write his life story into famous novels known throughout the world.

"Swinging His Saber a Hundred Million Times: Ning Yue, the Human Race's Strongest War God"

"With Him Among the Human Race, He Suppresses the Myriad Heavens and Worlds with a Turn of His Hand"

The thought excited Ning Yue so much that he couldn't stay in bed.

He rolled over!

He lay on his stomach on the bed.

With a backflip, he put on his shirt and pants in an instant.

By the time he landed and stood still, he was fully dressed. The whole process had taken less than a second.

"Tomorrow's the school-wide martial arts mock exam. Let's go!"

After giving himself a little encouragement, he decided to find a different place to activate the Myriad Heavens Simulator today.

Thunder Martial Arts Hall was one of the ten great martial arts halls in Xinyuan City.

Ning Yue had come to sign up and join Thunder Martial Arts Hall to learn martial techniques.

At the high school level, the school taught them no other cultivation methods or skills besides the Basic Body Tempering Formula. If they wanted to learn more, they could only go to the various martial arts halls.

The school-wide martial arts mock exam was tomorrow. This time, unlike sparring in class, it was a holographic mock exam, and his competitors would be every student in the school, from first-years to third-years.

Class sparring was called combat practice, but it was more like getting familiar with the Basic Body Tempering Formula. Whether or not the students knew other cultivation methods or martial techniques, they wouldn't use anything except the Basic Body Tempering Formula.

The school-wide martial arts mock exam was different. The battles took place in a holographic simulator, where there was only death or survival, followed at the end by the rankings.

So Ning Yue planned to learn another martial technique to increase his battle power.

A good martial technique could bring out anywhere from one to ten times the power from the same number of qi and blood points.

Before coming, Ning Yue had compared the ten great martial arts halls in Xinyuan City and ultimately chosen Thunder Martial Arts Hall.

For no other reason than that Thunder Martial Arts Hall offered one of its signature techniques to anyone who paid the tuition.

The other martial arts halls were different. Each had its own requirements: you either had to cultivate there for at least half a year or take a coach as your master and become an internal member of the hall.

Either it cost more money or it restricted your freedom.

Only Thunder Martial Arts Hall had no such restrictions. As long as you joined, you would be taught the Ninefold Thunder Saber, whether you intended to train for a month or a year.

The Ninefold Thunder Saber was a first-grade martial technique with nine levels of saber mastery. Each level mastered increased battle power ninefold, and reaching the perfected ninth level could increase it eighty-onefold.

With the aim of spending the least money for the greatest return,

Ning Yue had come.

But there were far too many people. Ning Yue looked at Thunder Martial Arts Hall, which covered an area equal to three Xinyuan Martial Arts High Schools. People streamed in and out, and he could see at least a thousand of them.

The crowd surged with people of all ages. Martial artists were a common sight, and some particularly fierce-looking ones were probably the so-called hunters, martial artists who made a living hunting vicious beasts in the wilderness.

For a moment, he didn't know where to go.

"Hey, you over there! What are you here for? If you're signing up, come this way. Don't block the entrance!" A girl with a perfectly curved figure spotted Ning Yue and shouted at him.

"Senior Sister, I'm here to sign up. I want to ask first: is it true that as long as I sign up, I can learn the Ninefold Thunder Saber?" Ning Yue called out.

"Haha... another little daydreamer..."

"Shut up! If you dare interfere with Sister Xiaoyao's business, are you asking to be sent to Mad Beast Hall for training?"