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

Chapter 13 The Blade of Annihilation, with the power of ten thousand jin!
"Fighting can actually increase strength?"

This……

It's understandable that it uses cheats.

"Can……"

"Zhang San was just standing still, and I punched him, does that count as a fight?"

"Why doesn't my beating up of Lao Wang and Feng Shaoyu that day count as a 'battle'? Is it because Lao Wang and Feng Shaoyu are just ordinary people?"

A thought flashed through my mind.

Jiang He snapped out of his daze and shouted, "Third Brother..."

He quickly ran to Zhang San: "Third Brother, are you alright? It's all my fault, it's my fault for hurting you."

His tone was full of concern and self-reproach!
Zhang San, who had been leaning against the wall and groaning incessantly, immediately straightened up upon hearing this and sneered, "Kid, you're overthinking it. You think you can hurt your brother with your weak punches?"

Li Si and Wang Mazi also realized what was happening.

Both old men looked shocked.

Especially Li Si.

He circled the river from top to bottom, left to right, front to back, carefully examining it before asking in confusion, "Sixth Brother, did you specially temper your physical body before?"

"The explosive force of your punch just now was almost 2 tons, wasn't it?"

"Only close to 2 tons?"

Jiang He sighed, "My power generation technique is still too poor; I didn't achieve even the slightest amplitude!"

His current strength has reached 1890kg.

If the technique of exerting force is slightly better, even a 10% increase in strength can unleash a punch with more than 2 tons of force.

"Power generation techniques require practice to become proficient; they need to be practiced more and constantly applied in actual combat."

Li Si said, "I misunderstood you before... Come on, Sixth Brother, go all out and attack me. I'll spar with you."

"it is good!"

Jiang He was just trying to find out the upper limit of "increasing strength in battle" when he heard this, he immediately put down his knife and got into a fighting stance.

"Basic martial arts fist technique, first move: Bow stance punch!"

With his hands behind his back, Li Si's thin body exuded a towering, imposing aura. He commented, "Your stance is quite good. It seems you've been practicing a lot these past few days. If there were a martial arts exhibition match, you could get good results just by striking a pose without doing anything else."

"But you must understand, kung fu is a killing technique, not a fancy display for show!"

"In real combat, your opponent won't give you time to put on airs... Make your move!"

The last two words were uttered suddenly. Although the voice was not loud, it sounded like the roar of a beast to Jiang He's ears, shaking his soul!
This caused a sense of fear to rise in his heart.

It was as if the person standing in front of him was not Li Si, but a savage behemoth!
"Whatever it is, I'll smash it with one punch!"

However, this deep-seated fear did not affect Jiang He's punch. He roared inwardly, stomped his feet heavily on the ground, cracking the wooden floor, and shot towards Li Si like a cannonball.

Li Si gracefully sidestepped, avoiding Jiang He's punch.

His hand, which had been behind his back, suddenly appeared and gently waved in front of the river.

Jiang He felt a fragrant aroma waft towards him, followed by a dizzying array of stars before his eyes. He collapsed to the ground, still conscious, but limp and powerless.

"Fourth!"

"Fourth brother!"

Zhang San and Wang Mazi's voices rang out, scolding, "How could you use poison to feed your own brothers?"

Li Si chuckled and said, "Sorry... I'm used to it. But Third Brother and Fifth Brother, you don't need to worry. I used a muscle relaxant, not a deadly poison."

He paused.

He added, "This will teach this kid a lesson. Even if a grandmaster is in front of me, he should be careful to deal with me, lest he fall into my trap... He knew I was the Deadly Poison Master, yet he still dared to be so stubborn. If he doesn't learn a lesson, he won't live long."

"Ding!"

"You have survived a battle, strength +10kg."

on the ground.

Although the river could not muster any strength, it could not move.

He heard the conversation between the three clearly and couldn't help but think to himself, "Fourth Brother is right... I was careless. After all, I can't cultivate martial arts and can only rely on my brute strength. My means of survival are definitely much fewer than those of a normal martial artist..." "So I have to be more careful and cherish my life more."

"If I ever encounter someone like Fourth Brother in the future, I'll stab them in the back rather than confront them head-on..."

I rested for a full 20 minutes.

Jiang He then felt his strength returning somewhat.

He was pulled up by Wang Mazi again, who said, "Come on, let Fifth Brother test your knife skills."

Jiang He asked in confusion, "But Fifth Brother... you don't have a knife."

Wang Mazi's face was covered in pockmarks, and he usually had a sleazy look, but at this moment he had an indescribable aura about him.

Although he had no knife in his hand, the feeling he gave Jiang He was...

It's as if he himself is an unsheathed sword; once drawn, it will surely be earth-shattering.

Jianghe picked up the knife.

Tear the sheet that was wrapped around the knife off.

He discovered that the black dagger in his hand, perhaps influenced by Wang Mazi, was trembling slightly beyond his control, emitting a trembling sound.

This surprised Jiang He.

Holding the knife, he was unsure how to proceed.

"Sixth!"

Wang Mazi's aura intensified, and he coldly said, "A swordsman should have an unwavering belief, slaying gods and demons alike. With a sword in hand, one can eradicate all injustice in the world... What are you standing there for? Draw your sword!"

The river draws its blade.

Having learned from Li Si's lesson, he didn't put on airs, but instead slashed at Wang Mazi one blow after another.

"Too slow! Your knife is too slow!"

"As a body-refining martial artist, you can't learn advanced sword techniques, so you're inherently weaker than others... If even the most basic sword strike is this slow, how can you compete with others?"

Why are you still practicing body cultivation?

What kind of sword practice?

Zheng!
Wang Mazi flicked his finger, sending the black sword flying. The sword transformed into a streak of black light and embedded itself in the wall. He shook his head and said, "You have plenty of strength, but your swordsmanship is terrible. Don't practice alone anymore. Come to the fourth floor every day, and I'll guide you in your swordsmanship training."

"Ding!"

"You have survived a battle, strength +10kg."

Jiang He clasped his hands in a fist and said earnestly, "Thank you, Fifth Brother."

Wang Mazi grabbed the black blade from a distance and said, "This Annihilation Blade is here with me. Don't bother practicing it blindly without my guidance."

He gently stroked the blade, his eyes filled with tenderness.

It's as if what you're holding isn't a knife, but your dearest and most beloved person!
The black blade trembled and sang incessantly, as if it were cheering and jumping for joy.

Wang Mazi murmured, "Besides, I taught you swordsmanship not for your sake, but simply because I didn't want my Annihilation Blade to be tarnished..."

Upon hearing this, Li Si said, "Fifth Brother is skilled in swordsmanship, while I am confident that my mastery of movement techniques is unmatched below the Grandmaster level, in addition to being good at making poisons. Starting tomorrow, I will instruct you in movement techniques."

"........."

Zhang San was taken aback for a moment, then said, "One of you is teaching him swordsmanship, and the other is teaching him movement techniques, so what am I supposed to do? I can't exactly teach him to play with fire, can I?"

Li Si chuckled and said, "Didn't Third Brother say before that if Sixth Brother could knock you back half a step with one punch, you would give him a treasure that any body-refining martial artist dreams of? You can go and help Sixth Brother get that treasure!"

Zhang San looked pained.

He gritted his teeth and said, "It's too early for Lao Liu to use that thing now. I'll give it to him when he can cultivate his physical strength to a level comparable to a fourth-grade martial artist."

"Third Brother, we can't go back on our word."

Wang Mazi spoke up for Jiang He, saying, "To cultivate physical strength to the level of a fourth-grade martial artist, one needs at least ten thousand jin of strength. Even if Lao Liu has the talent for body refinement, how can he achieve it in less than three to five years?"

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