Mythical Era: I Evolved Into A Stellar-Level Beast Chapter 21

21 Chapter 21: Beco Strong, Trading with Pain

Translator: 549690339

In the cultivation room, as the boiling Qi Blood subsided, Jack Clark slowly opened his eyes, and a faint sharp glint flashed in them, fierce and intimidating.

“Is this True Martial? It’s indeed powerful.”

With a sigh, Jack clenched his right hand slightly, and the muscles of his entire arm swelled a little, forming a strong force concentrated in his palm.

He could feel that his overall physical attribute had not increased much, only that his skin and muscles had beco a bit tougher.

However, after practicing the Dragon Elephant Power, the nature of the power in his body had changed.

The ‘strength’ changed from its original loose state to a more cohesive, overbearing, and substantial state, allowing him to unleash about twice the destructive power in his every move.

Don’t underestimate this improvent. If Jack’s punching power was 210 kilograms in the morning test, he would now be able to unleash as much as 400 kilograms, a terrifying increase.

And this is still without mastering the Dragon Elephant Power’s matching battle skills.

According to the Cultivation thod’s description, there are two battle skills that co with Dragon Elephant Power. Each skill allows the user to unleash far more than their limit, just like a giant elephant stomping on the ground.

After briefly sensing the changes within his body, Jack moved his thoughts and called up the attribute page.

Level: First Layer Heaven

Physique: 23

Strength: 24

Agility: 19

Spirit: 24

Talent: Soul Split

Cultivation thods: Lotus Platform ditation Skill[Complete]Dragon Elephant Power[Beginner, First Layer]

Avatar: …

Having just mastered the Cultivation thod, his physique increased by 2 points, his strength attribute increased by 3 points, and there wasn’t much else… “Huh! There’s no proficiency remark behind the True Martial Arts.”

Jack was slightly taken aback, and he looked at the remark behind the Dragon Elephant Power, only to find that there was indeed no hint of progress.

However, there was an additional level remark.

After researching for a while without any results, Jack shook his head, opened the door of the cultivation room, walked into the dressing room, and washed off the dried bloodstains on his body.

It was already past 5 pm at this ti, and no one was on the third floor, but surprisingly, Lori Parma was still in her office.

Upon seeing this, Jack knocked on the half-open door and greeted Lori Parma inside.

“Teacher, I’m leaving first.”

“Go ahead. By the way, Jack, I rember you also chose a weapon Cultivation thod.” Lori Parma called out to Jack again.

“Yes.”

Lori Parma reminded him, “The weapon Cultivation thod is not urgent. Now you should focus your main energy on the main Cultivation thod, and even after school, you should practice diligently.”

“You should know that the First Layer Heaven is still an ordinary person, just with a bit more strength than ordinary people. Only after breaking through to the Second Layer Heaven will the gap widen significantly.”

“Of course, excessive hard work can be counterproductive, so you should occasionally take ti to attend cultural classes, knowing when to relax and when to work hard.”

“Thank you for the reminder, teacher.” Jack nodded, then greeted her again before turning to leave.

As for this Martial Cultivation Teacher, Jack initially thought she was a stern and cold person, but today he found out that she was actually quite amiable.

After leaving Building C, Jack did not walk through the playgrounds to the main gate as usual, but followed the signs to the South Gate instead.

This route to the Cultivation Area was much shorter and was also the reason why martial cultivation students and culture class students rarely t.

They didn’t enter or exit through the sa gate, so it would be strange if they did run into each other.

When Jack arrived ho, it was already past 6 pm.

Fortunately, he had sent a ssage to Glenn Clark at noon, saying that he would be back late today. So when he opened the door and entered, he saw Glenn cooking.

“Bro, you’re back.”As soon as he turned his head, Glenn Clark exclaid in surprise, looking at Jack Clark: “Bro, how co you suddenly seem much more imposing after just one day?”

Jack glanced at him: “Is it that exaggerated?”

“No, really bro.” Glenn shook his head, trying to describe the feeling, but not knowing where to start.

Jack still looked the sa, but the previous delicate young man’s image was gone, seemingly replaced with a certain heavy and pressing aura.

Jack shook his head: “Alright, don’t think too much. It’s probably because I’ve successfully cultivated True Martial.”

“True Martial! Bro, you’ve achieved Foundation Establishnt?”

Glenn’s eyes widened, excitedly exclaiming, “Isn’t it said that Foundation Establishnt is very difficult for Seniors One? Many people can’t succeed in a month. Bro, you’re amazing.”

“Ha ha… Now I want to see who dares to say my brother can’t cultivate martial arts.”

Jack cultivating True Martial seed to make Glenn even more excited and happy than Jack himself. As soon as Doris Raven returned, he couldn’t wait to tell her.

However, as an adult, Doris was more composed. With slightly red eyes, she looked at Jack with a sense of accomplishnt and satisfaction.

That’s because as long as one becos a cultivator, regardless of their level of achievent, they at least have a unique skill.

In this era of increasingly powerful individual martial strength, power equates to status, as many groups and listed companies like to hire cultivators at high prices.

As for why those companies and groups want to pay high prices to hire cultivators, Doris didn’t know.

But she knew that as a cultivator, they would have preferential treatnt if they joined the police or military systems, and the criteria for civil servant assessnts would be lower than those for ordinary people.

Originally, Doris had never imagined that Jack could beco a cultivator. After all, she knew all too well how weak her eldest son’s physique was.

He would easily catch a cold if he wasn’t careful. A slightly more serious illness might be pneumonia or nephritis. He even had a high fever and passed out the day before the school started.

Who would have thought he would suddenly bring her such a pleasant surprise?

At this ti, she felt that all the hardships and tiredness she had suffered as a single mother raising two children had been worth it.

After dinner, while Doris was washing the dishes, Glenn eagerly pulled Jack aside, asking him to demonstrate how powerful True Martial was.

Jack tried to refuse but didn’t succeed, so he stopped resisting and went to the courtyard.

There was a dead peach tree on the left side of his small courtyard. The tree trunk was about ten centiters thick, and so parts of it had split open, and its branches were sparse.

Jack walked to the peach tree and signaled Glenn to stay back. He took a deep breath, his figure slightly lowered, his left foot stepped forward, and his upper body turned to the right.

It was already 7 pm, and the sunset was setting in the west.

A few elderly neighbors who had finished dinner ca out for a walk. Seeing the Clark brothers in the courtyard doing sothing, they curiously looked over.

Then they saw Jack let out a low shout. The muscles in his body instantly swelled as powerful Dragon Elephant Power coursed through his body. Using his waist as an axis, his right leg swung like a battle axe.

When he completed Foundation Establishnt, Jack’s kicking power reached 290 kilograms. After practicing Dragon Elephant Power in the afternoon, his entire body’s power had undergone a transformation.

Bang!

With a nearly 600 kg kick tearing through the air, Jack roundhouse kicked the tree trunk. The withered peach tree cracked under the imnse power, making a snapping sound as it was broken in half.

Thump!

The tree trunk and branches fell to the ground, making a heavy dull sound.action

The noise attracted Doris from inside, who, with Glenn, looked in astonishnt at the broken peach tree.

Outside the courtyard, the elderly neighbors taking a walk were also startled.

They couldn’t believe the person who just kicked down a tree was the Clark family’s sickly child?

As everyone was amazed at the broken tree on the ground, Jack had already retracted his leg and stood calmly, watching the scene with a faint aura of an expert.

Only his right leg was shaking slightly.

It couldn’t be helped; it hurt.

Although the physical resilience of his skin and muscles had been improved upon entering the realm of Dragon Elephant Power, his current strength was still limited and wasn’t to the point where it could withstand blades and spears.