Free Web NovelChapter 530: Chapter 457: Training and Protective Treasure (Two-in-One)
In the training room, time seemed to stretch and distort.
Two identical figures intertwined at high speed within a confined field, colliding.
The dull explosive sound of fists hitting flesh resembled dense war drums, and the sharp whistling as legs swept through the air was like ghostly wails.
Every attack aimed at the opponent’s most vulnerable joints and energy flow nodes, and every defense blocked or deflected with the minimum range and precise force.
Jeming’s right arm contorted at a strange angle to block the residual image’s hand strike aimed at his temple, while his left knee thrust like a venomous dragon towards the opponent’s abdomen.
The residual image seemed to anticipate this, bending its waist like willow leaves, evading the knee strike, whilst a kick swiftly arced like a scorpion tail towards Jeming’s chin.
Bam!
Jeming leaned back, narrowly dodging, the foot’s wind brushing past his skin, leaving a burning pain.
He continued, using the momentum from leaning backward to prop with one hand, his legs whirling like a windmill to unleash a chain of kicks, trapping the residual image’s lower stance.
The residual image leaped into the air, its palms slicing downward like knives, the gusts sharp as real blades.
Both possessed identical memories, skills, and combat instincts, with equal control over every muscle and energy of their bodies.
Predicting the other’s prediction, breaking the other’s break; each move felt like battling a mirror image, perilous to the extreme.
Sweat and blood splattered in fierce motion; the training clothes already tattered, the exposed skin covered with bruises and fine wounds.
Their gazes were frighteningly calm, like emotionless killing machines, extracting every ounce of potential at the limit.
Initially, Jeming fought with unusual difficulty.
The Time Residue perfectly replicated all his current abilities, feeling like moving a mountain of equal weight and toughness.
Yet gradually, changes began to occur.
In a direct punch, Jeming felt less shock in his arm bone compared to the opponent.
While enduring a heavy kick, the visceral upheaval was less than anticipated.
His body, under the extreme pressure exerted by the "self" that fully understood his attack patterns, began to activate the Body Refining Technique’s adaptive evolution trait with unprecedented efficiency.
Pain turned into nourishment, damage into stepping stones for progress.
Muscle fibers reorganized and strengthened on a microscopic level; bone density quietly increased; nerve response speed broke limits under life-and-death stimulus; even the Body Refining Technique’s operation paths were forced into more efficient adjustments under this extreme struggle.
Gradually, Jeming began to grasp some previously unnoticeable micro-flaws originating from his own habits.
His attack rhythm slowly and steadily evolved, integrating more bursts of insights surpassing the existing model.
His defense became more rounded; some attacks were even absorbed using the newly evolved subtle resilience of his muscles and bones, at a lesser cost.
The combat balance started to tilt towards Jeming, at an imperceptible yet palpable speed.
"Hah!"
Finally, amid a perilous close-quarter entanglement, Jeming seized upon an energy flow stagnation caused by the residual image’s continuous high-intensity moves.
His left arm locked the residual image’s blocking arm like an iron clamp, with his right fist gathering the abruptly exploded strength of his entire body, a faint golden rune flashing briefly at the fist’s edge.
With speed and force surpassing any previous attack, he fiercely struck the center of the residual image’s chest!
Crack!
A clear sound of bone breaking echoed.
The residual image’s body stiffened suddenly, the icy gleam rapidly dimming in its eyes, its gaze turning scattered.
The elements that composed its body began to uncontrollably dissipate, its figure becoming blurry and transparent.
Jeming did not pause, following with a savage elbow strike to the opponent’s throat, then a spinning whip kick fiercely targeted the side of the residual image’s neck.
Poof...
Accompanied by splattered blood, the Time Residue shattered like broken glass, utterly dissolving into a mist of light dots, gradually disappearing into the training room’s energy filtration system.
"Huff... huff..."
Jeming knelt on one knee, gasping heavily as sweat streamed like rivulets from his forehead and temple, dripping on the equally sweat-soaked floor.
His entire body ached everywhere, multiple bones showing fractures, and his internal organs suffered severe concussive injuries.
Yet his gaze was astonishingly bright, filled with exhilarating satisfaction and fulfillment after a breakthrough.
He struggled to stand, dragging his weary body, slowly leaving the training room.
Outside the door, the Black Giant Priest silently handed him a warm towel.
Jeming took it, hastily wiping sweat and blood from his face and neck, then walked straight to the designated washroom nearby.
Cool water streamed over his burning skin, washing away exhaustion and grime.
Then, he stepped into an enormous tub, already filled with aromatic medicinal infusions.
The warm medicinal liquid enveloped his whole body, its pure efficacy seeping through pores, swiftly repairing injuries, nourishing overused cells, and resonating with the Body Refining Technique to consolidate freshly achieved breakthroughs.
A Black Giant Priest began detailed scanning and data collection on Jeming using various portable detectors from beside the tub.
A light screen lit up beside the tub, data rolling and refreshing:
[Basic Physical Strength Increase (Compared to Previous Round of Testing): +287%]
[Average Bone Density / Resilience Enhancement: +255%]
[Muscle Fiber Energy Transformation Efficiency Improvement: +198%]
