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"Are you alright?" For the first time, Sea Emperor's tone showed a hint of concern.
"I'm fine, did I just pass out or fall asleep?" Guding's expression was slightly gloomy.
"Neither, you actually entered a mysterious state where your absorption of the potion increased more than tenfold. The effects of that one potion have been completely absorbed by you, and your Cell Comprehensive Index has directly increased to 18 points, one more than the fully absorbed 17 points."
"Oh." Guding's reaction was very calm.
Sea Emperor encountered this situation for the first time and didn't know what to say for a moment. "An 18-point Cell Comprehensive Index is already enough to cultivate the complete set of 'Extreme Body Technique.'"
"Yeah," Guding's reaction was still very simple, and he directly started flipping through the 'Extreme Body Technique' in his mind.
The complete version of 'Extreme Body Technique' had twelve layers, mainly divided into three sections: attack, defense, and movement technique. Among them, the attack moves mainly included Iron Fist, Ghost Kick, Thunder Elbow, and Flame Knee. The defensive technique was called Vigorous Body, and there was also a movement technique named Dark Step.
In this body technique, each attack move had six styles per layer, each more difficult than the last. The Dark Step, the movement technique, also had six steps per layer, with a small cycle every six steps. The fewest were the defensive techniques, Vigorous Body, with only one style.
Guding memorized all the moves and then began to practice them. The first layer was quickly completed, his outstanding Martial Arts comprehension allowed him to become fully familiar after practicing each move two or three times. After practicing the Extreme Body Technique several times in one afternoon, Guding's muscles began to feel sore.
"These moves put too much strain on the body, once you feel uncomfortable, you must stop immediately; otherwise, it will cause irreparable damage to the cells," Sea Emperor reminded from the side. "Let's call it a day, tomorrow you can prepare some Cell Activity Repair Agent, which can only be taken once a week, or else there will be side effects."
"Is there any way to practice these skills without putting too much strain on the body?" Guding suddenly asked, obviously not intending to rest so early.
"Isn't that what the virtual arena is for? Haven't you been there?" Sea Emperor asked in return.
"No, registering an account requires 1000 Star Coins, I didn't have that kind of spare money before." Guding shook his head with a wry smile. "I've always heard about this virtual arena and watched match recordings, but have never been there myself."
"Register one, I looked into it, and it's a good choice for honing combat skills. It just requires some spiritual power," Sea Emperor encouraged from the side.
"Alright," Guding nodded, he wasn't short of money now.
Sea Emperor quickly logged into the arena interface, and after Guding transferred the money, an invitation number soon arrived in his inbox. Entering the invitation number, he accessed the character creation page. The character creation was essentially just choosing a name used in the arena, the appearance generated was actually consistent with his own, but there was a 20% adjustable range. Guding didn't adjust it, and as for the registration name, he entered "This Killer Is Not Afraid of Cold."
[Create character "This Killer Is Not Afraid of Cold," confirm?]
"Confirm!"
[Character creation completed, enter the arena?]
"Yes!" Guding secretly muttered, "Why else would I spend 1000 Star Coins if I wasn't going in?"
[Detecting Spiritual Strength, completing spiritual connection, beginning transmission.]
Guding's vision suddenly darkened, and when he regained consciousness, he was already on the bustling outskirts of the arena. Hearing the enthusiastic cheers from inside, Guding headed towards the reception desk.
"Hello sir, are you here to watch matches, participate in competition, or join the betting?" the young female receptionist at the desk asked with a sweet smile.
"Let me watch the matches first." Guding hesitated for a moment, planning to first gauge the participants' levels.
"Okay, please wait." The receptionist quickly handed Guding a card. "The 1324th viewing hall still has seats, the battle on the stage is between 'Call Me Queen' and 'Hey, Airplane.'"
"It seems my name choice is still quite low-key..." Guding mused inwardly.
"Please swipe your card at the entrance of gate 13, and you'll be directly transported inside. Once you enter the venue, if needed, you can directly use the touch screen on the card for three types of services."
Guding walked towards gate 13, swiped his card, and was transported into a viewing hall. On the stage, two people were in combat.
The "Call Me Queen" was indeed a woman, clad in a black tight leather outfit, looking quite stunning, and she wielded a black leather whip, constantly lashing at her opponent.
"Hey, Airplane" was a young man, looking rather disheveled at the moment.
"They can use weapons?" Guding's interest was piqued; the woman's whip skills were as fluid as waves, clearly having reached a certain level. The young man hadn't had a chance to attack up close, so Guding couldn't discern his true level. But despite his disheveled appearance, he hadn't been struck by a whip the entire time, his footwork being quite skillful.
"Who do you think will win?" Sea Emperor suddenly asked.
"The woman will lose; she has been on the offensive for too long and will soon tire. Once her whip speed slightly slows or pauses, the man will have a chance to attack up close," Guding just finished speaking when the woman's whip speed slowed, and the man took the opportunity to force his way through the whip's shadow, enduring two strikes, and punched the woman's head apart. Her body shattered into fragments and disappeared.
Below the stage, the woman's form gradually reassembled, her face just slightly showing some dejection, seemingly without any real harm.
"It seems like any action is permissible on the stage now." Guding looked eager, worrying if his surging strength would injure opponents seemed unnecessary now.
In the following time, Guding watched twenty matches, with the strongest duo being ranked 1118043 and ranked 1112117. In his view, these two had many flaws. He had previously watched match recordings and estimated his strength to be beyond one million. However, after these days of cultivating the Extreme Body Technique, his strength had clearly increased, and his insight had also improved.
After a match concluded, the commentator's voice resonated around, "Our contestant ranked 118043, 'Her Mom Doesn't Like Me,' is still standing on the stage, seemingly ready to attempt consecutive challenges. Is there any contestant willing to give it a try?"
Looking at the stage, where a bald man nearly two and a half meters tall with a long scar on his face stood, Guding curled his lips, "Looking so intimidating, no wonder her mom doesn't like you."
"Aren't you thinking of going up to try?" Sea Emperor suddenly asked, "I think this opponent is pretty good."
"I was planning to go up after he stepped down, but since he won't come down, I'll take the initiative to challenge him." Guding said, pressing the challenge button on the touch screen card.
Guding's form quickly materialized on the stage, and his challenge data was clearly displayed.
Name: This Killer Is Not Afraid of Cold
Gender: Male
Age: 15
Challenges: 0
Wins: 0
Losses: 0
Draws: 0
(Frankly, I think the cover is quite well done, but it doesn't really match the story theme. My protagonist is a 15-year-old young man who is fated to become a highly sought interstellar pirate. Yet, the cover features a bearded old man in military attire. So I made a more amusing cover myself, but didn't expect it wouldn't get approved in the background review... Well, I'm saying so much just to seek some comfort, clicks, recommendations, and collections—don't be shy~~)
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