Chapter 115: Breakthroughs for Both

"Hahaha! This suggestion actually works!!!" Chen Bo was overjoyed, but soon felt an unbearable pressure surging through his entire body. Startled, he quickly steadied his mind and began silently circulating the Nine Yang Divine Scripture.

An indescribable sensation washed over him, akin to a man dying of thirst in a desert suddenly receiving a bottle of water—it was incredibly refreshing!

With such a sacred training ground, Chen Bo certainly would not let it go to waste. He stopped doing push-ups and struggled to his feet. While maintaining the circulation of the Nine Yang Divine Scripture, he drew his longsword and began practicing the basic sword techniques of the Huashan School.

Chen Bo could feel that the concentration of primordial energy in this dungeon space was several times higher than outside, and far purer as well!

He had no idea who had created this dungeon, but it was a tailor-made sanctuary for any cultivator! Chen Bo could clearly feel his cultivation base slowly rising. This was definitely a good omen; as long as his strength was sufficient, it was not impossible for him to resist the gravity here.

He refused to believe that the gravity in this place would increase infinitely. Otherwise, this would not be a simple-level dungeon, but a hell-level one!

He swung the longsword slowly, as if it weighed a thousand pounds. Oh no, it truly did weigh a thousand pounds now!

Executing a tenth of the Huashan basic sword techniques felt like watching a slow-motion video. Every movement was agonizingly sluggish; even a tortoise would have moved faster.

"Holy cow! Don't miss this opportunity—it won't come again! The streamer is personally teaching us sword techniques! This is extremely rare; you won't find another chance like this! Forget it, I'm going to grab the eight-sided Han sword I spent thousands on a few days ago."

"666666, the guy above is incredibly sharp, seizing the moment! I'm going to grab my sword too. It's a shame I'm broke and couldn't afford a fancy one, just a cheap one for a few dozen bucks."

"Waaah, I’m about to cry. My mom asked why I’m crying in front of the computer. It’s because I didn't buy a pair of skateboard shoes—wait, no, it’s because I didn't buy a sword. Pfft, I’ve been reliving that song 'My Skateboard Shoes' recently and I'm hooked again. It’s terrifying. This song is literally poisonous!"

"I didn't buy a sword, but I bought a long saber. Although it's not a sword, there shouldn't be much difference in practicing sword techniques with it, right? Besides, I just love sabers, hahahahahaha."

"To the guy a few comments up, I was already sick of that song a year ago. I recommend the Yunnan folk song version of 'Old Driver, Take Me With You.' That one is absolutely toxic! Even foreigners are getting hooked on it."

Chen Bo sheathed his longsword and began practicing the Taizu Long Fist and the Nine-Fold Killing Fist he had obtained through lucky draws.

Of these three martial arts, the Nine-Fold Killing Fist was the most difficult to master. Yet, in this exceptional training environment, Chen Bo inexplicably broke through to the second level! This happiness came so suddenly that it caught him completely off guard.

Chen Bo had not expected that the Nine-Fold Killing Fist, which had been stuck at the first level for some time, would break through just like that. This technique was divided into nine levels; he was now at the second, with seven levels left to go. Well, that was still quite a lot, and Chen Bo had no idea how long it would take to reach the ninth level.

Each level of the Nine-Fold Killing Fist represented a doubling of power. At the second level, he could unleash twice his base strength! This was not a simple multiplication; it was adding his own base strength on top of the doubled power!

For instance, if Chen Bo's strength was 1,500 catties, doubling it made 3,000 catties. Adding his base strength of 1,500 catties on top of that resulted in 4,500 catties! In tons, that was over two tons!

Flipping a sedan with one punch would be effortless. Chen Bo felt the urge to take out the sports car that had been sitting in his system space for so long just to test his strength, but now was not the time. That would have to wait.

However, the Nine-Fold Killing Fist was not without limitations. It only increased physical strength, not internal energy, and using it too frequently would put a strain on his body.

But since Chen Bo had reached the second level, while using the full double-strength boost might be taxing, using a single-fold boost now carried no side effects.

Because of this, Chen Bo recklessly activated one level of power. More than half of the crushing pressure vanished instantly, and the feeling was absolutely incredible!

Chen Bo did not seize this opportunity to leave, as he discovered that the bottleneck of his Nine Yang Divine Scripture was also showing signs of loosening!

He quickly sat cross-legged and focused all his energy on circulating the Nine Yang Divine Scripture at full speed. Streams of scorching heat poured into his limbs and bones, turning his skin as red as a boiled shrimp.

If one looked closely, they could even see wisps of white smoke rising from his body! If one were to touch him now, they would find his body temperature as high as boiling water!

The rolling, pure primordial energy of heaven and earth was being constantly absorbed by Chen Bo. After entering his dantian, it flowed through his meridians into his muscles, continuously increasing his strength.

"Wow! Is the streamer about to break through to the mid-stage of the Minor Completion realm in the Nine Yang Divine Scripture? Poor me, I'm only at the late-stage of the Entry level!"

"Holy crap! Martial arts are generally divided into four stages: Entry, Minor Completion, Major Completion, and Perfection. Each stage is divided into early, mid, and late phases. You're already at the late-stage of the Entry level? A legendary genius! I need to touch your leg for good luck!"

"Damn it, I'm so envious! I'm only at the early-stage of the Entry level, a total loser. I'm going to cry in the bathroom."

"Pfft! I haven't even reached the Entry level yet. I choose death."

"If the streamer breaks through, what realm will he reach?"

"The streamer was at the mid-stage of Flesh Tempering. If he breaks through, he must at least reach the late-stage of Flesh Tempering. With the Nine-Fold Killing Fist, his strength could crush someone at the early or even mid-stage of Bone Marrow Tempering!"

"This feels so powerful, I'm so envious!"