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

Chapter 59 People's physical constitutions are different!

"What?"

Wei Jian thought he had misheard: "Chop...chop you?"

Jiang He nodded.

"This……"

Wei Jian was both amused and exasperated. He said, "Brother, I've also read the instructions for using the Earth Dragon Blood. Tempering the body with Earth Dragon Blood only increases the body's recovery ability. Moreover, you've only used two vials of Earth Dragon Blood, so the effect is limited. You don't actually think that refining two vials of Earth Dragon Blood will give you the same regenerative abilities as the Earth Dragon King, do you?"

This guy...

That's really fast!

wrong!

He's not just acting crazy, he's insane!
In Wei Jian's view, the other patients in the hospital were all genuinely sick, but he was different. He truly had a sword in his head, but they just didn't believe it!

Sooner or later, I will split open my head, take out that sword, and prove myself!

"If I tell you to chop, you chop. What are you standing there for?"

"Can you do it?"

"Why is a grown man dawdling and talking so much nonsense?"

Jiang He's short temper flared up instantly, and he grabbed his S-grade alloy battle knife and threw it over.

How can a man say no?

Wei Jian took the knife and said in a deep voice, "This is what you asked for... Don't blame me when your arm grows back... Huh?"

"Is this a Shadow-type S-rank alloy battle sword?"

"This sword costs as much as 3800 million at the Martial Arts Administration Bureau. My dad uses this battle sword!"

This guy...

What is the beginning?
A mentally ill person who is a master of body cultivation, could afford the Earth Dragon Blood and the Great Sage Fist?

Can you afford the Shadow series S-class alloy battle knife?

Holding his S-rank battle sword, Wei Jian licked his lips and said, "Big brother... are you really going to fight?"

"I am a martial artist!"

"This is another S-grade alloy battle blade. The blade is sharp and has an extremely strong armor-piercing effect. Even a third-grade ferocious beast cannot withstand this strike!"

"cut!"

brush!
Wei Jian gripped the sword with both hands and raised it high!
He had only passed the martial arts assessment for a little over six months, and his arm strength was only around 1300 kilograms. He still had some difficulty using an 880-pound battle sword, but he could easily make a single cut!
The battle blade cleaved through the air, slashing down heavily!
It struck Jiang He's wrist with perfect accuracy.

Zheng!
A sound like steel clashing rang out.

Wei Jian cried out, the immense recoil causing a sharp pain in his hand. He staggered backward, taking three steps back, and the knife slipped from his grasp. The sharp S-grade alloy battle blade spun a few times in the air before piercing the wall with a soft thud.

Ignoring his trembling hands, Wei Jian rushed to Jiang He's side and looked at Jiang He's wrist.

"without……"

"Is everything okay?"

Wei Jian was stunned.

Jiang He rubbed the spot where he had been slashed. The red mark that had been there was gone after he rubbed it. He was furious and cursed, "Useless! Even if I gave you an S-grade battle sword, you wouldn't be of any use. You couldn't even cut through the skin!"

Wei Jian: "..."

Jiang He got up, pulled out the sword from the wall, and had to do it himself, so he stabbed himself in the arm.

A small cut appeared.

The wound was bleeding at first, but soon...

The bleeding stopped.

Jiang He put on his clothes and began studying the [Heavenly Demon Disintegration Technique] and the [Great Sage Fist]. He practiced for more than two hours while following the video explanations. Around 9 o'clock, he took another look at his arm.

The cut has scabbed over.

Only after picking off the scab did I realize that the cut had almost healed.

"At this rate of recovery, I'll probably be fully recovered after a good night's sleep. Is the earth dragon blood really that effective?"

Is it really that powerful just from two drops of the Earth Dragon King's essence blood?

Jiang He checked the Martial Artists' Forum and found that some martial artists had also used the Earth Dragon Blood, but none of them had such powerful effects.

possible……

Are people's physical constitutions different?
Jianghe could only think this way.

"Ding!"

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

"Ding!"

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

After taking his fourth dose of "psychiatric medication," Jiang He showed off three more "Twenty-Four Flavor Rehmannia Pills," then went to the sofa, opened the fruit plate, and ate a slice of watermelon and an apple.

Fruit after dinner.

"Ding!"

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

He stood up and asked, "Wei Jian, do you want to go for a run?"

Wei Jian: "No."

He was standing in the corner facing the wall, banging his head against the wall.

"What's the matter with you?"

Jiang He stepped forward and asked curiously.

Wei Jian: "My head hurts a little... Can you hear that? The sword in my head is vibrating!"

I heard you fucking idiot!

Jiang He was speechless for a moment!
What a dog-like thing, yet it acts all wronged and says it's not sick?
This person is seriously ill!
He can bang his head against the wall right now, but he could chop himself up with a knife in a minute...

Thinking of this, Jiang He quickly slung the knife over his shoulder, afraid of getting it stained with blood... but even so, Jiang He was still worried.

What if I go for a night run?

What if he runs back and has already smashed his own skull open?
After a few seconds of hesitation... Bang!
Jiang He delivered a swift chop to Wei Jian's neck.

Wei Jian's vision went black, and he collapsed to the ground.

Jiang He nodded in satisfaction, clapped his hands, and said, "That way he won't hurt himself... I can go for my night run without worry!"

They left the ward.

A 20-minute night run.

"Ding!"

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

On the way back to the ward.

Jiang He discovered that the four patients in the next room, 405, were playing with beanbags in the corridor...

It's a mental illness.

It's good enough that he didn't poop in the hallway.

on the ground.

Wei Jian was still dizzy.

Jiang He stepped forward, pinched Wei Jian's philtrum, and called out, "Wei Jian... wake up, wake up quickly, the ground is cold, go to bed."

"what?"

Wei Jian opened his eyes groggily, his gaze filled with confusion, and asked, "Who...who am I?"

"I……"

"What's wrong with me?"

Jiang He: "You are Wei Jian. You said you had a headache, so you banged your head against the wall and knocked yourself unconscious."

Wei Jian: "..."

His eyes gradually regained their clarity...

It seems that's really the case?

Why does my neck hurt so much?
Now that the person is awake.

Jiang He then turned on his computer, took three "Twenty-Four Flavor Rehmannia Pills," and began practicing the [Great Sage Fist] and [Heavenly Demon Disintegration Technique].

"Ding!"

"Rational drug use, strength +10Kg".

Strength: 21700kg

Feeling his own strength growing and his physical fitness improving in all aspects, Jiang He felt that his life was fulfilling and satisfying.

"Unfortunately, the Great Sage Fist is too difficult to master."

"I've practiced for so long, but I still don't know the trick."

"Condensing Qi and Blood... Transporting Qi and Blood?"

"How exactly do we move it..."

However, Jiang He is starting to get a feel for the [Heavenly Demon Disintegration Technique].

This technique is not difficult to master.

The only drawback is that it can easily damage one's foundation, so many people, even if they have cultivated it, will not use it easily.

soon.

It's 12 o'clock.

Jiang He closed his laptop, took out three "Twenty-Four Flavor Rehmannia Pills" and swallowed them, then got up and walked to the bedside.

Bed.

Wei Jian was already asleep.

"Wei Jian, wake up..."

After shaking him a few times, Wei Jian groggily opened his eyes and asked sleepily, "What's wrong?"

Jiang He: "Want to go for some skewers?"

Wei Jian: "I'm not going."

As he spoke, he closed his eyes again.

Aren't you going?
state!
Jiang He thought for a moment, then punched Wei Jian.

"It would be safer to knock him out before going out for a late-night snack... Otherwise, what if he gets up to pee and then hurts himself because he can't figure it out?"

Humming a little tune.

Jiang He dashed out of the mental hospital and arrived at the familiar stall of the night market vendor. He said, "Boss... give me ten large kidneys, ten lamb skewers, three bottles of ice-cold beer, and two flatbreads... remember to add chili to the flatbreads and cut them into small pieces!"

"Jianghe?"

As soon as the shop owner saw Jiang He, he immediately came to greet him.

Jiang He asked in surprise, "Weren't you quite afraid of me last time? Why aren't you afraid this time?"

The barbecue stall owner said, "I was blind before... The news of Mr. Jiang killing Fang Tailai and Xiang Rongshan, two members of the Heavenly Demon Cult, has spread in the past two days. Well done! Those damned Heavenly Demon Cult members deserve to die!"

soon.

Jianghe's barbecue is ready.

The owner also brought out a grilled fish.

Jiang He: "Boss... I didn't order grilled fish!"

The owner was grilling a large skewer of lamb in front of the grill. His eyes were red, whether from the smoke from the charcoal or something. He rubbed them with the back of his hand and smiled at Jiang He, saying, "The fish was a gift from me. Mr. Jiang, if you want to eat barbecue in the future, come anytime. We won't charge you a penny."

"I just hope that Mr. Jiang will kill a few more of those sons of bitches from the Heavenly Demon Sect in the future."

"My son..."

The boss's voice choked with emotion: "My son was caught in the bombing attack launched by the Heavenly Demon Cult members. He's been gone for four years now. It's a pity I'm not a martial artist, otherwise I would definitely kill a few of those beasts from the Heavenly Demon Cult with my own hands!"

P.S.: Post first, edit later!

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