One week was plenty of ti for jailbreak preparations, but if used for cultivation, it would be far too short.
Lu Bai didn’t waste ti and directly opened this Body Tempering thod.
The preface was only two pages.
After reading it, Lu Bai barely had a preliminary understanding of this cultivation system.
In this Deathmatch Arena’s worldview, those non-human experts were reasonable existences.
After all, everyone in this world had a Dantian in their body, and under the correct thod, they could nurture Internal Energy.
Successfully nurturing Internal Energy ant stepping onto the Martial Artist path.
Unfortunately, this human body’s Dantian was invisible and intangible, detectable only by personal sensation.
Yet sensation was too vague, different for everyone, with no quantitative standard.
So people could sense the existence of Internal Energy after cultivating according to the Body Tempering thod’s requirents for two or three days.
Others, even cultivating the most exquisite thod, might never get started in their lifeti.
This first step demanded too much talent; countless people were stuck and couldn’t get started.
But if Internal Energy was nurtured, that was sothing else entirely.
This Internal Energy wasn’t just for enhancing strength.
At that point, formal Body Tempering could begin.
These cultivation thods were collectively called Body Tempering thods precisely because Internal Energy could quench the Martial Artist’s body, comprehensively enhancing the Martial Artist’s physical fitness.
After using Internal Energy to quench the whole body, resisting bullets with the physical body like Biao Ge was no big deal, and living two or three hundred years was effortless.
So, did Internal Energy quenching the body have a limit?
The answer was yes.
After getting started, as long as they were willing to spend ti, Martial Artists could all achieve quenching the whole body with Internal Energy.
At that point, new problems arose.
Martial Artists would find their Internal Energy similar in intensity to others’.
Everyone had quenched the whole body, with similar physical fitness.
There might be so individual differences, but basically at the sa level.
This made such Body Tempering, to so extent, more like health-preserving exercises, at most with extrely harsh entry requirents.
However, geniuses existed everywhere.
Gradually, so Martial Artists discovered that Internal Energy could also quench Internal Energy.
After a long period of trial-and-error, it was confird that precisely compressing Internal Energy could indeed elevate its level.
From that mont, this cultivation system truly took shape.
Simply put, so-called cultivation refined the thod of Internal Energy control and the force of using Internal Energy.
From Manifest Force to Hidden Force, finally storing force in one mind.
This was why this cultivation system’s levels remained quite vague.
Only three broad levels: Houtian Martial Artist, Xiantian Martial Artist, Grandmaster, corresponding exactly to the degree of force exertion sophistication.
“Dantian, huh?”
Lu Bai thoughtfully closed his eyes and sensed Internal Energy according to the thod described in this Body Tempering thod.
He wasn’t worried about failing to beco a Martial Artist.
After three Deathmatch Duels, his talent had reached just over a hundred.
With ordinary talent around five points, this exaggerated value of over a hundred, even if not unique, should qualify as a one-in-ten-thousand Martial Arts Prodigy.
And that was exactly the case.
Lu Bai hadn’t even fully settled his mind, yet despite the constant woman’s cries from the next room interfering, he easily sensed a warm mass at his heart, like a wisp of morning mist.
Whether the ti to sense Internal Energy or this harsh environnt, it was enough to drop the chin of anyone who understood the difficulty of Martial Artist entry.
“Next up, Body Tempering?”
Lu Bai sat cross-legged.
Squeezing energy to gradually expand the Dantian’s Internal Energy, Lu Bai controlled it to surge through his limbs and bones.
But regrettably, after half an hour, he was far from fully quenching even one finger.
Instead, excessive energy consumption brought on intense hunger.
Internal Energy Body Tempering was a slow grind.
But Lu Bai felt he probably didn’t have that ti.
So, was there a better choice?
He hesitated, then began trying to compress the Dantian’s Internal Energy according to this Wu Gang’s thod.
The orthodox cultivation way was to sense Internal Energy, then spend enough ti fully quenching the whole body with it.
Only after physical fitness reached the current stage’s limit and becoming familiar enough with one’s Internal Energy would compression be attempted.
After all, Internal Energy compression carried risks; bottleneck breakthroughs failed nine out of ten tis, and that was considered high success rate.
It was like compressing a spring flat; any slip-up caused bottoming out and rebound.
Without sufficient physical fitness, one couldn’t withstand the violent backlash of Internal Energy.
Moreover, even compressing Internal Energy to Grandmaster Level still required ti to quench the whole body.
In short, early Refining Force was too risky with few benefits.
At best, it made Internal Energy’s power greater, but easily self-injured before striking due to inadequate physical fitness.
Under these premises, Lu Bai attempting Refining Force right after sensing Internal Energy was downright crazy.
But honestly, Lu Bai didn’t think his action was reckless.
In his sensation, this strange energy of Internal Energy was quite docile under his control, fittingly described as using an arm to wield a finger.
The fist-sized Internal Energy mass in his body was easily kneaded into various shapes by him.
Without grasp, he wouldn’t have tried so casually.
Settling his mind, he controlled the Internal Energy to gather and squeeze against each other.
Compress, compress… compress more.
He didn’t know how much ti passed.
Drip~
Lu Bai seed to hallucinate the sound of a water drop falling.
The misty Internal Energy gradually shifted from gaseous to liquid state.
Splash~
It was like rain falling in the Dantian, refreshing the mind.
“Manifest Force already? Seems not too difficult…”
Lu Bai paused to catch his breath, then closed his eyes again to continue compressing Internal Energy.
Next, he just needed to turn the liquid Internal Energy in the Dantian to solid state, and it would be done.
Yet, at this critical mont, soone always ca to disrupt.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The house door was roughly pounded; thanks to the inn room’s poor soundproofing, Lu Bai heard the cursing outside clearly.
“White Shark Gang at work, bystanders stay away!”
“Damn it, open the door!”
“I almost got bluffed by you, fuck, thought you had so background, turns out you just arrived in Chikan Bay today.”
“Open up quick, we see your room light on, don’t play mute!”
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