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Using Strong Muscle Powder was just a beginning, but to truly transform the medicinal strength absorbed by the body into one's own power, that still required Body Refinement to accomplish.
It was simple, through high-intensity training, to temper the muscles, absorb the medicinal strength into the cells, and promote cell enhancement.
Chu Hao started with weighted running.
He tied a sandbag to each of his legs, small sandbags, each weighing only about 5 kilos.
Chu Hao had ambition and lofty goals but was not reckless.
One cannot become fat with just one big meal, and his foundation was too weak. Unlike absorbing the power of Strong Muscle Powder, he had to start from the very basics.
The training ground was vast, although it couldn't compare to a football field, it was about the size of a basketball court. One lap was roughly one hundred meters, and Chu Hao began to run.
After starting to run, the power of the two sandbags immediately became evident, which was completely different from gaining ten kilos.
After about ten minutes, Chu Hao's breathing became extremely labored, his breath forming a dragon-like stream of vapor, and sweat from his forehead started rolling down like streams.
No energy left. So tired. So heavy. Really want to stop.
But if he were to stop now, the medicinal strength of the Strong Muscle Powder absorbed by the body could not permeate into the cells and would gradually dissipate, just like having been soaked for only three to five minutes.
For Chu Hao, this was naturally not a problem. His physical quality was average, but deep down, he had an unyielding tenacity, so how could he possibly stop now? Run. Run. Run.
He swung his arms, maintaining a steady speed, neither fast nor slow.
His body started to heat up again, but this time it was not burning hot but rather unusually warm and even a bit comfortable. It was like a spring was injected into his dry body, restoring his strength once more.
This was the cells absorbing the medicinal power, truly starting to take effect.
To judge whether the medicinal strength had been completely absorbed was easy—simply look at the skin color. If it returned to its original tone, it indicated that the medicinal strength had been fully absorbed, or otherwise dissipated.
Half an hour, one hour.
On Earth, unless one was a professional marathon athlete, running for an hour straight would definitely be deadly. But because Chu Hao had absorbed the power of the Strong Muscle Powder before, it now continuously nourished his body, supplying him with energy, allowing him to keep running.
On the side, Uncle Yu was watching with a pounding heart. The young master, either not practicing at all or once starting, practised with such a vengeance.
His heart couldn't take it.
After running with weights for two hours, Chu Hao finally stopped. But after just walking slowly for a few minutes, he began doing frog jumps.
This exercise took another half an hour.
Then, he did push-ups, weighed squats, pull-ups... After a total of four hours, Chu Hao's complexion finally returned to its normal rosy hue.
He couldn't continue any further.
Without the support of the medicinal strength, overexertion would only damage the body. And under the intense training and the fierce impact of the Strong Muscle Powder, several areas of Chu Hao's skin had cracked, with streaks of blood seeping out, and his internal organs had also been injured.
This was the time for the Strong Body Pills to come into play. They could heal him in a couple of days, after which he would continue taking the Strong Muscle Powder, creating a cycle.
Once he stopped, Chu Hao directly collapsed on the ground, completely drained of energy to even wiggle a finger, and a pool of water quickly formed beneath him—from his sweat.
"Young master, you haven't eaten yet, you must be starving," said Uncle Yu as he approached with concern.
Chu Hao forced a weak smile, "Let me catch my breath before eating."
After resting for at least half an hour, Chu Hao got dressed and made his way to the living room. Uncle Yu had already brought over some rice and dishes that had cooled down and been reheated, covering the table. Chu Hao didn't hold back and immediately started devouring his food.
Having gone through an ultra-high-intensity workout, he was so famished that his eyes could have lit up, so naturally, his appetite was astonishing.
The Strong Muscle Powder only made cells more vigorous, but the source of strength still came from the food consumed.
In one meal, Chu Hao consumed at least two to two and a half kilos of food, mostly meat.
This was just the beginning of his journey in martial arts. If it were Chu Tianyun, it wouldn't be surprising for him to eat up to fifty kilos in one meal. The question is, can a person's stomach hold that much food?
Naturally not.
However, some rare meats contain super high energy, akin to how a small nuclear warhead can destroy a city. Just a few kilos would be sufficient. But such meats are not provided by ordinary beasts; they must come from ferocious beasts.
Ferocious beasts, a special product of this world, like Martial Artists, are classified into levels. The higher the level, the more formidable they are, and the more nutritious their meat.
In the afternoon, Chu Hao slept for a while, allowing his body to recover properly. By three o'clock, he was back at the training grounds.
This time, he was not there for Body Refinement, but to practice punches.
Strength is the most core element for a Martial Artist, but having strength alone is not sufficient. One also needs technique; otherwise, if you can't hit your opponent, all the power in the world would be in vain.
Thousand Winds Academy does teach basic fist techniques, but such techniques are too ordinary. As a Vajra Realm powerhouse, Chu Tianyun certainly had his own unique Martial Techniques.
Mad Wind Fist and Sneaky Shadow Sword.
Martial Techniques are classified by their power. For instance, "Wildfire Fist" taught in the academy is an Elementary Martial Skill of the lowest level. Beyond that, there are intermediate, advanced, and top-grade levels.
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Mad Wind Fist and Sneaky Shadow Sword both belong to the ranks of advanced martial techniques.
Chu Hao decided to practice the fist technique first before the sword technique.
This precious secret technique lay unveiled before Chu Hao, consisting of nine forms, each made up of dozens of movements, extremely intricate.
Now that the Chu Family lacked a powerful protector but possessed advanced martial techniques, it was like a fool carrying a golden treasure on the streets, unaware of how many covetous eyes it would attract.
He must become strong as quickly as possible.
The movements of Mad Wind Fist revolved over and over again in his mind, his strong derivation abilities came into play, analyzing and reassembling every move, each cycle of analysis and assembly deepening his understanding.
After only about ten minutes, he began to practice, moving from awkward to skilled, quickly becoming as smooth as flowing clouds and water.
"What's so hard about this?" Chu Hao stopped, expressing a trace of surprise, "The commentary on the fist technique says that it takes an ordinary person five days to master the first form, and a genius several hours or even a day, but I've learned it in just a matter of minutes."
"Right, it's because of my derivation abilities."
"It's like a computer, once the data is inputted, it's all recorded. But was my derivation ability ever this strong before?"
Chu Hao stroked his chin, his previous derivation ability was indeed strong, but it shouldn't have been this terrifying.
Perhaps the fusion of two souls had enhanced this aspect of his abilities.
"But martial techniques aren't so simple, according to the fist manual, the first eight forms do indeed merely require imitation, but the last form possesses spirituality and requires one's own intent within it."
"Never mind that for now, I'll focus on mastering the first eight forms."
Chu Hao redoubled his efforts, and in just over an hour, he had completely mastered the first eight forms of the Mad Wind Fist.
This martial art took a fierce and tough approach, mastering the basic motions was just a start, to fully unleash the power of the technique, it would be best to combine it with specific potions, soaking the fists daily, to train them to be as hard as iron.
The ninth form was indeed difficult, sheerly in terms of complexity, it was double that of the first eight forms combined; he couldn't master it before dinner. But there was no rush, it was just after the New Year, and he still had 15 days of spring vacation left. By the time he returned to the academy, he would be a changed man.
At dinner, Chu Hao's appetite was slightly less, but compared to his food intake on Earth, it had still increased several-fold.
He didn't continue with body refinement or practice the fist technique, but instead flipped through the family's collection of books.
Know when to relax; it was time to take it easy.
Although he had all of Chu Hao's memories, that guy was naturally slow to respond, and it was already quite good that he could read, so how many books could he have read? Moreover, there were many characters he didn't recognize; naturally, he needed to make up for it.
Just how large was this world? What lay outside Eastern Cloud City? Why was it called the Lower World?
Chu Hao was a person with an intense curiosity, he just wanted to know.
But there were no books describing this world, most were about ferocious beasts and Spirit Grass. Ferocious beasts were dangerous, naturally set in absolute opposition to humans, the two were enemies in a relationship of mutual predation.
Spirit Grass, on the other hand, held immense value. The materials for Strong Muscle Powder and Strong Body Pill originated from Spiritual Medicine, but they had to be refined through special methods.
Such techniques were exclusively in the hands of the City Lord's Mansion.
Absolute profits.
Though the purchase price for Spirit Grass was not cheap, it was not exceptionally high either. No one knew exactly how much material was needed to concoct medicine like Strong Muscle Powder and Strong Body Pill. Of course, the City Lord's Mansion would never reveal the formula, so no one knew how much money the City Lord's Mansion made off it.
Chu Hao had thought he would suffer from insomnia that night, but because he was so tired during the day, sleepiness hit him before ten o'clock, and he fell into a deep sleep until he woke up the next morning at about six o'clock.
He immediately got up and found no sore back or pain. His cracked skin had also basically healed—the medicine of this world was quite extraordinary.
He felt his strength had increased substantially.
Chu Hao could clearly feel a burst of explosive power within his body, as if he could punch through a wall.
Of course, that was just his illusion, but the reason for such a strong illusion was that his strength had indeed increased greatly.
Chu Hao was very much looking forward to it, how much had his strength surged?
He ran immediately to the training ground; there was a Strength Tester there.
Grabbing the handle of the Strength Tester, Chu Hao planted himself in horse stance and then tugged with both arms.
The dial started spinning immediately.
Chu Hao had tested his strength the day before, and the limit was 97 jin, which was normal for a 17-year-old boy, neither high nor low. But now, he found that the value had already surpassed a hundred with just a little effort.
What about the limit?
Chu Hao shouted loudly, pushing his strength to the utmost.
158.
The dial displayed the final value in the numerals of this world.