I'm a body cultivator, so it's normal for me to destroy a star with one punch, right?

Chapter 11: 2 Tons of Punching Power!
"Does that mean I can only rely on brute force and have no way to cultivate martial arts?"

Jiang He looked dejected and said, "Will I no longer be able to control mountains and rivers, pluck stars from the sky and seize the moon, or unleash a sword that can pierce the sky for 30,000 miles?"

"???"

Zhang San was speechless for a moment, then cursed, "What are you dreaming about?"

"Don't even mention that your meridians and dantian are ruined. Even if they weren't, with your talent, there's a 99% chance you wouldn't have reached this level... Not to mention you, even Qin Jiuzhou, the strongest person in our Great Xia, couldn't do it."

"If one truly cultivates to this level, one is probably not far from the legendary immortality... If our Great Xia really had such a powerful figure in charge, would we still need to fear those beasts behind the Heavenly Gate?"

"Tianmen?"

Jiang He asked in surprise, "What Heavenly Gate?"

"The third one!"

Li Si suddenly shouted.

Zhang San realized what was happening and shut up, saying no more.

Jiang He pressed for an answer.

However, the three brothers pretended to be crazy and denied that they had just mentioned the words "Tianmen".

Wang Mazi changed the subject, saying, "Jiang He, didn't you want to refine your body? I think you can give it a try. Start with the simplest thing: tempering your body and strengthening your physique. If you can really rely on physical strength to cultivate to the level of a martial artist, perhaps you can walk the path of body refinement."

"That's right!"

Zhang San said, "Even if my future achievements are limited, at least I'll have something to look forward to. If my body refinement can rival that of a third or fourth-grade martial artist, that's enough to live a wealthy life."

Li Si said, "Body refinement doesn't preclude the cultivation of martial arts. For example, basic movement techniques and basic fist techniques don't require the activation of true qi... Moreover, if you choose the path of body refinement, your best weapon choices would be a staff, axe, hammer, or heavy sword..."

Jiang He thought for a moment and said, "A heavy sword sounds good, but this is a mental hospital. Where would I get a sword?"

"This is easy!"

Wang Mazi said, "After you go back to 207, look under my bed. I remember there's a knife under my bed. It's not a heavy knife, but it's more than enough for cultivation... Alright, alright, you can go back now."

"This is a solitary confinement cell; only those of us who have made mistakes are allowed here... Oh, and could you please bring me the fruit platter from the coffee table?"

Lockdown my foot!

Jiang He cursed under his breath as he went to the living room, picked up the fruit plate from the coffee table, and was about to take it to the bedroom when he stopped, as if he remembered something, and turned and ran away.

Faint curses came from behind.

The river was completely ignored.

And while running down the stairs, he ate a piece of watermelon.

Back to ward 207.

Jiang He ate another apple and a few grapes before covering the fruit plate with plastic wrap again.

"Ding!"

"A balanced diet can increase your strength by 10kg."

"???"

Jiang He was taken aback.

Can eating some melon trigger a system reward that increases strength?
Take out your phone and open a webpage.

Jianghe typed "Is it good to eat fruit after dinner?" and then clicked search.

"Eating a moderate amount of fruit after dinner can help promote bowel movements, relieve constipation, replenish nutrients, and maintain good health..."

"That makes sense."

"So... what about having a late-night snack?"

Jiang He checked again.

Some experts say that eating late-night snacks is bad and can easily lead to weight gain, while others say that eating appropriate late-night snacks can supplement nutrition and alleviate low blood sugar and insufficient nutrient intake during sleep.

"so……"

"Is it reasonable to have a late-night snack?"

Take out three pills of "Twenty-Four Flavor Rehmannia Pill" and swallow them.

"Ding!"

"Rational use of medication, strength +10kg."

Jiang He counted on his fingers.

Three meals a day, three doses of medicine, and eight doses of "Twenty-Four Flavor Rehmannia Pills" resulted in a total strength gain of 140kg.

"Fruit after dinner, midnight snack... morning run, exercise after lunch, night run, totaling 50kg of strength training."

"In that case, through my own hard work and training, I can gain 190kg of strength a day...that's 5700kg a month, and nearly 7kg a year..."

A punching power of 1000 kg is considered to have reached the level of a martial artist.

A force of over 7 kg... "That shouldn't be worse than a third or fourth-grade martial artist?"

"Moreover, I think this system can be further developed. If I find other ways to increase my power, my strength will only increase faster... Even if I can't cultivate martial arts or supernatural powers, and can't pluck stars from the sky, I can still smash a planet with one punch!"

Think about this.

The gloom in Jiang He's heart vanished, and he became invigorated.

He lifted up Wang Mazi's bed and found a wooden box underneath.

The wooden crate was long and narrow, covered in dust.

There was a lock hanging on the box, but the key was nowhere to be found. Jiang He was too lazy to look for it, so he grabbed the lock and yanked it hard, breaking the small lock in two.

"Looks like my 430kg of strength wasn't wasted after all..."

Open the wooden crate.

Sure enough, there was a battle sword lying inside.

The blade is about 90 centimeters long, and its entire body is jet black, gleaming faintly under the light.

As a model young man of the 21st century, Jiang He probably only knows about knives in real life, let alone knives. He can't tell the quality of a knife anyway, and he's too lazy to judge it. He picked up the knife, swung it around a few times, and then felt a little soreness in his wrist.

"Good weight!"

"I have a strength of 430kg right now, and I already feel a bit strained after just a few swings and slashes... I'm afraid this knife weighs more than 100 pounds!"

Jiang He had practiced basic martial arts techniques before.

However, his "memory" is now in complete disarray, and he has long forgotten.

Fortunately, martial arts are now widely practiced, and these basic martial arts techniques are available online, along with many instructional videos.

Jiang He practiced the basic sword techniques in the ward, practicing for two or three hours until he barely grasped some of the tricks. He then found basic body movements and basic fist techniques to practice with.

It's early morning.

When they were hungry, they would eat melons and fruits as a late-night snack.

After finishing eating, I continued my cultivation.

Before I knew it, it was dawn.

"Let's go for a morning run..."

"Ding!"

"Proper exercise can increase your strength by 10kg."

Seven days in a row.

Aside from morning runs, post-lunch exercise, and night runs, Jiang He has been confining himself to his hospital room for self-cultivation.

When he arrived at pharmacy or mealtime, he would hide the knife to avoid being discovered by the hospital nurses and doctors.

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2024, April 8.

Day 10 of crossing the river.

It was also the eighth day of his training in basic martial arts techniques: swordsmanship, body movement, and fist techniques.

"Ding!"

"A balanced diet can increase your strength by 10kg."

"Ding!"

"Rational drug use, strength +10Kg".

After finishing breakfast and taking his medicine, Jiang He had a sudden thought and opened the system attribute panel—

Name: Jiang He

[Age: 20 years old]

Occupation: Mentally ill patient

Strength: 1880kg

"A force of nearly 2 tons... it was worth my seven days of arduous training."

"I feel like I've mastered the basic sword techniques, basic body movements, and basic fist techniques... I've also almost mastered the power generation technique I learned online; I can deliver a punch with nearly 2 tons of force!"

"However, I have strength but no real combat experience... I don't know if Wang Mazi would be willing to be my sparring partner."

Jiang He thought for a moment, rolled up the knife with a bed sheet, got up and went up to the fourth floor.

P.S.: I was busy all day, and only when I started typing did I realize that the button was broken. This was written in an internet cafe, so please forgive the late update.

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