Taking a deep breathe he felt full of energy and vigor, he felt that he was very much unstoppable at this mont.
"So, this is the third stage?" he muttered weakly, before collapsing backward on the bed, his entire body sore but stronger than ever.
Every fiber of his being pulsed with unimaginable lifeforce. His cells had evolved completely different from the first and second stage.
Each one of them now had stores traces of kinetic energy, like tiny capacitors waiting to unleash power at will.
As he collapsed on the bed the light from the necklace in his hand grew dimr, its glow fading as the last traces of its energy flowed into him.
Finally, when the last flicker of light disappeared, Jeff opened his eyes. His eyes glowed golden and his vision had beco even more extraordinary.
Staring at the ceiling he can see an ant crawling, staring at it deeper as if his eyes had beco microscopes, revealing the grotesque architecture of the ant’s face in terrifying detail.
"Wow my eyes had beco a freaking telescope," He could not help but exclaid from this weird ability of his.
After a while of lying there the fatigue from earlier vanished, replaced by a surge of vitality. He clenched his fist, feeling the air ripple slightly around it.
"So this is the power of reaching the third stage? I really want to test what my limits are now," he muttered quietly, a faint smile forming on his lips.
He stood up and picked up his phone, but the mont his fingers touched it, a sharp cracking sound filled the air followed by a faint electronic buzz.
He froze and looked down at his hand, realizing what had happened.
His phone had been squeezed flat like paper. For a mont he could not believe it.
Panic and anger rose within him at the sa ti as he stared at the broken device in disbelief.
That was his phone, and now it was completely destroyed.
The scraps fell to the floor, making him want to cry, but no tears ca.
Rembering that he was rich, he almost wanted to smack his own face as he laughed at himself.
Leaning back and tossing the broken pieces of his phone aside, he stared at the necklace that had now turned into an ordinary-looking accessory.
"This is really a gift from heaven. I wonder what kind of background that girl has to own sothing like this," Jeff said as he carefully held the necklace in his hand.
He handled it with great care as he slowly placed it on the table, afraid that he might destroy it just like his phone.
Once it was safely set down, he let out a sigh of relief.
Glancing around his room, he noticed the ss caused by his earlier breakthrough.
He imdiately went to work, cleaning and organizing everything that had been thrown out of place.
After so ti, the room finally returned to its normal state. Standing still for a mont, he began to think.
If he ever needed to cultivate again, he would have to find a secluded place where no one could disturb him.
"If I cultivate here and accidentally have another breakthrough, it will cause a huge problem," he thought to himself.
After breaking through, he noticed that the shockwave he released each ti had beco stronger.
He wasn’t entirely sure, but if he wasn’t careful, it might end up destroying his Aunt Rose’s place.
Realizing that the situation was far more serious than he first thought, he knew he needed to make a plan.
But before that, he had to test just how strong he had beco.
Lying down on the bed after finishing all the cleaning, he closed his eyes and entered the white room.
The familiar instructor appeared before him once again. Seeing the man standing there made his blood boil, and even his muscles tensed with excitent.
"This ti, I’ll beat you, you bastard instructor!" he shouted.
To his surprise, there was no fear in his voice anymore. Instead, he was filled with pure confidence.
[Let the Training Comnce]
As the system announced it, he prepared himself and his focused was on high alert since he knows that instructor Jakol might beat him up again.
The it started, Jakol’s feet shifted once, it was barely audible and then suddenly, a small sonic boom sounded.
The air cracked as his body blurred forward, moving like a ghost cutting through space. A gust of wind slamd against Jeff’s face.
Seeing the fist in front of him, Jeff was surprised not by the speed of Jakol but his perception, this ti, he saw it.
He could see it clearly now. Before, his eyesight had been too poor, forcing him to predict which part of his body would be hit.
But this ti was different. His golden eyes glowed sharply, and the look of surprise in them was unmistakable.
The instructor’s fist, which used to blur with speed, now moved in slow motion before his eyes.
Reflexively, he just leaned sideways, the strike missing by re inches.
The shockwave from the punch split the air behind him rippling violently.
Jakol then twisted his body low, his right leg sweeping in a flash. The motion was fluid like lightning bending around his core.
But before the kick could reach him, Jeff’s was cald as the ocean and his response is by jumping back, the air screeching under his speed.
He wasn’t just fast, rather he was faster. Each strike that followed blurred into a flurry straight punch, hooks, elbows, and sweeps that shattered the air, breaking into miniature shockwaves.
His golden eyes could tracked them all. His body bent, turned, dodged, and swayed with perfect precision, each ti he moves becos sharper than before.
His breath synced with the rhythm of Jakol’s attacks inhale, exhale, pivot, step and every movent beca part of the flow.
To anyone watching, it looked like two storms colliding in a space of silence.
Jakol’s knee darted upward as Jeff crossed his arms and blocked it.
If it was before the impact would have sent him sliding backward, but he just remained still like it was just air.
But then Jakol exert more force on his foot throwing him away, his feet darting on the white floor skidding him all the way.
BOOM!
He hit the wall hard, the sound echoing across the space. But he was not hurt at all, rather he felt fine and energetic making him surprised.
As the echo faded, he straightened his posture and brushed the dust off his shoulders, even though there was hardly any there.
He did it coolly like a boss, knowing full well that he was now far stronger than before, which made him laugh quietly to himself.
"I can finally have my revenge," he exclaid, his voice filled with excitent.
But the calm didn’t last long. The sound of the wind being torn apart suddenly echoed throughout the place.
SHHH!
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