After leaving the clinic, Su Wangchuan returned to the Weapon Room to change into a set of dry clothes. He then ate the at buns Chen Ergou had bought from the dock to reduce his Hunger.
Although the ti spent cultivating [Fish Scale Technique] had not been long, his Hunger had risen at an astonishing rate.
Su Wangchuan glanced at his [Status Panel]. His health was still slightly depleted, resting at 134, yet his mood was excellent.
The [Blood-Activating Pill] worked.
Physician Liao’s circulation-promoting massage technique worked as well.
Within one hour, he could recover 17 health points.
Even if he cultivated once per hour, he could gain 7 or 8 experience points in a single day. If he trained twice more at night to make it an even 10 points, then used his rest ti to recover his health, he could certainly raise [Fish Scale Technique] to [Minor Mastery] within ten days.
The thought of conquering the difficulty of [Fish Scale Technique] filled him with satisfaction.
However, he was not content with this speed.
Returning to his room, he logged out of the ga and opened his eyes on the bed.
He stood up.
Carefully sensing his physical condition, he confird that his body was at peak state. A smile spread across his face.
“When the character in [spirit realm] is injured, the damage is reflected onto the real body in the real world, but there should be so delay. I need to confirm whether [Fish Scale Technique] can be trained in the real world like [Lightfoot on Grass], effectively doubling the training speed.”
Su Wangchuan was a man of action. Once he decided, he acted imdiately.
Recreating the chanical [Copper-Plated Wooden Stake] from the ga was even easier in reality.
Inside his room, he installed a 100-kilogram barbell suspended from above, fixing it to the wall with a traction rope. He then gradually tightened the rope, increasing the barbell’s potential energy.
To be safe, he instructed his robot to calculate the conversion of potential energy into impact force. When the result showed 200 kilograms of impact force, he nodded.
“That should be about right.”
“The impact force of the [Copper-Plated Wooden Stake] is roughly at this level.”
He then arranged a large foam cushioning zone behind himself.
Everything was ready.
He activated [Fish Scale Technique]. His skin tightened all over, and his entire aura rose noticeably.
He released the rope.
The barbell swung down in an instant. The heavy sound of cutting through the air resembled the chanical stake in the ga world. The iron plates wrapped in soft padding slamd into him, sending him flying three to four ters into the foam cushioning area.
Su Wangchuan climbed to his feet. Aside from a slight numbness in his forearm and pain that was sowhat sharper than in the ga, everything else felt fine.
“Robot, apply ice.”
He gave the command.
The robot imdiately walked over, opened its toolbox, and sprayed the prepared ice compress solution onto his forearm.
The discomfort vanished instantly.
Modern high-tech recovery thods were far superior to those in the ga world.
The ice compress solution had even stronger blood-circulation properties, providing imdiate protection.
Again.
Su Wangchuan grinned and secured the barbell once more, beginning the second round.
Bang!
He was sent flying.
Ice spray. Circulation restored.
Before minor injuries could accumulate, they were eliminated at once, returning him to peak condition.
In any case, the ice spray was extrely cheap.
His account balance had long surpassed one million.
After repeating the process more than twenty tis, Su Wangchuan still felt in good condition and capable of continuing.
However, to be safe, he logged into the ga to check his [Status Panel].
His eyes lit up.
The experience of [Fish Scale Technique] had risen to 3/100.
Training in reality truly worked.
Moreover—
Training in the real world seed even faster.
The continuous intervention of the ice spray over twenty rounds had protected his body far more effectively.
After so thought, Su Wangchuan grew excited.
Continue.
He logged out again and resud training.
Ti after ti, he stood before the barbell.
Ti after ti, he was knocked backward into the foam cushion.
Each ti he stood up, the robot imdiately applied ice spray to promote circulation and disperse stasis.
Roughly one cycle per minute.
After an hour, he logged back into the ga and checked.
The experience of [Fish Scale Technique] had reached 6/100.
Joy surged through him.
He had completely conquered the difficulty of [Fish Scale Technique].
If he sold this intelligence to the company, it would be priceless.
Among the ga studio’s players, including the Martial Artists in the land-clearing teams, [Stamina] was the hardest attribute to raise.
By conquering [Fish Scale Technique], he could help soone like Lin Xun quickly advance to a First-Rank Martial Artist. The significance was enormous.
Only upon becoming a First-Rank Martial Artist could one qualify to cultivate second-rank martial manuals.
Su Wangchuan nearly shared the discovery with Lin Xun imdiately.
But when he rembered that everyone in the Warring States Ga Studio had concealed the secret of the real world and the ga world being interconnected, refusing to speak of it, he dismissed the thought at once.
It felt as though everyone was hiding sothing.
The company possessed extensive intelligence.
Instructor Yu possessed extensive intelligence.
Everyone in the land-clearing team—from Lin Xun to Monk Dalong, to the woman he had encountered at the gym—each of them had their own secrets.
After much consideration, Su Wangchuan decided to keep silent and bury his discovery deep in his heart, continuing to cultivate quietly.
He trained the entire night.
The next morning, when he logged in, his character’s health had fully recovered.
He symbolically visited the clinic and completed two rounds of cultivation, then logged out again to continue his secret training.
Around noon, he calculated his progress and returned to [spirit realm], just as he heard the system notification he had hoped for:
“Ding!”
“[Fish Scale Technique] has advanced to [Minor Mastery]. Reward:
1 [Stamina].”
“Next realm: [Practice Makes Perfect].”
Su Wangchuan was overjoyed.
He opened [Fish Scale Technique] to view the detailed information.
[Fish Scale Technique]: [Minor Mastery]
Current realm:
3 [Defense]; certain probability to block external attacks; certain probability to cause the enemy’s attack to miss.
Next realm: [Practice Makes Perfect]
Next realm effect:
5 [Defense]; certain probability to block external attacks; certain probability to cause the enemy’s attack to miss.
“Defense
3. With 200 kilograms of impact force, it probably no longer provides effective training.”
“No matter. I will test it first.”
He circulated [Fish Scale Technique]. His skin tightened instantly, as though a thin current of air covered his body. His aura rose another level.
He did not return to the clinic’s pond. Instead, he logged out and went back to his small apartnt to test the barbell again.
The result—
Just as he expected.
A 200-kilogram impact struck his body and rely forced him to step back slightly. His forearm felt neither sore nor numb, as though he had been lightly tapped by an ordinary wooden stick.
He had no choice but to increase the barbell’s potential energy. The robot calculated an impact force of 220 kilograms.
Bang!
He was struck, but only took a small step back.
“A difference of 2 points of Defense is this strong?”
He patted his forearm, deeply shocked.
He quickly increased the impact to 240 kilograms.
Still no significant impact sensation.
Only when he raised it all the way to 280 kilograms did he finally get slamd hard into the foam cushion.
His forearm felt slightly sore and numb.
The robot stepped forward skillfully, applying ice spray to promote circulation and disperse stasis.
Su Wangchuan moved his limbs and muttered to himself, “This should be about right…”
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