But as he spoke, Wei Wen felt a little strange. It was odd that he could one day say such pretentious words to his thigh, the famous Lord Luo.
Of course, Luo Feng didn't think that way. He interpreted Wei Wen's words as encouragement, and a look of determination suddenly appeared on his face.
"Come on, Wei Wen, something just occurred to me. Let's see how we match up!" Luo Feng's eyes lit up, excited by the challenge.
"Let's get started," Wei Wen said casually.
Luo Feng launched another punch at Wei Wen, who effortlessly dodged it once more. However, Luo Feng, being a mentalist, had an advantage with his mental power. After his initial attack failed, he used his mental strength to generate force out of thin air.
Luo Feng directed his mental power to the watch on his wrist, creating a sudden surge of energy. Because of this unexpected thrust, Luo Feng's fist shifted laterally by five centimeters.
[Your friend Luo Feng is practicing the mutated body technique, and your understanding of body techniques is continuing to improve.]
"Huh?" Wei Wen was taken aback; it felt as if he had actually been hit by Luo Feng's punch.
According to his understanding of micro-level body skills, Luo Feng's previous punch shouldn't have been sufficient to connect. However, being a spiritual master himself, Wei Wen recognized what was happening. Luo Feng had cleverly used his mental strength to regain control after the mistake!
This type of evasive ability was no less effective than a normal dodge; in fact, it was even more unpredictable!
"Looks like we're going to have to get serious," Wei Wen said, finally removing his hands from his pockets. He prepared to respond carefully to Luo Feng's attacks, blocking, counterattacking, and dodging as they resumed their spar.
Luo Feng concentrated his energy, quickly calculating Wei Wen's movements in his mind. He moved like a nimble cat, constantly dodging and attacking from all angles: forward, backward, left, and right.
For a time, the two were evenly matched with their quasi-warrior powers. However, Luo Feng hadn't truly reached the micro-level yet. Sometimes, his calculations were a bit off, leading him to take a hit.
"By relying on my mental power, I can make exquisite dodges and attacks with minimal movement, but sometimes errors occur," Luo Feng thought to himself with a sigh.
A warrior's physical fitness could be improved through practice, but mastering body skills required the accumulation of experience and an understanding of their mysteries.
Just because someone was physically strong didn't mean their body skills would be exceptional.
While Luo Feng relied on his mental power to simulate micro-level movements, Wei Wen had genuinely mastered them.
After their exchange, Luo Feng felt mentally and physically exhausted. The calculations and use of mental power put considerable pressure on his consciousness.
"Terrible talent and understanding!" Wei Wen took a deep breath.
During the battle with Luo Feng, he realized that his opponent had grasped the profound meaning of the micro-level technique in such a short time and was able to use it flexibly.
At least for Wei Wen, he felt that Luo Feng had made significant progress during this match, especially in terms of controlling the new power of his mental strength, which had become much more refined.
If it came to mental power control, Wei Wen knew he couldn't match Luo Feng.
In their sparring, Wei Wen felt the pressure from the genius Luo Feng. It was impressive how Luo Feng had reached the micro-level and perfected his body skills in just a few months, far surpassing Wei Wen's own understanding.
Fortunately, Wei Wen had a system that allowed him to catch up.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
The sounds of their spar echoed throughout the martial arts hall.
"Who's in there?" Jiang Nian had just exited the martial arts hall and walked straight to the fourth floor, asking Uncle Li, who was guarding the door.
"Wei Wen and Luo Feng have been fighting inside for over an hour," Li Bo said with a smile.
"Can Luo Feng really compete with Wei Wen?" Jiang Nian's eyes suddenly lit up.
It seemed that the unexpected surprise at the Yi'an District Extreme Martial Arts School was not just Wei Wen but also Luo Feng. If it hadn't been for today's whim, he would have missed this.
Excitedly, Jiang Nian walked up to the martial arts training hall on the fourth floor and stood at the door, watching as Wei Wen and Luo Feng exchanged moves and competed with each other.
Although their techniques were basic, they had new variations, appearing lively and unpredictable in their agility and coherence.
"Could it be that he has entered the micro-level?" Jiang Nian's eyes sparkled with realization.
His guess was not wrong. While Luo Feng hadn't truly reached the micro-level, he was utilizing his mental power to achieve a mutated form of it.
"Instructor."
Luo Feng, facing the door, stopped when he noticed Jiang Nian standing there, and Wei Wen also ended their discussion.
"Luo Feng, you can hold your own against Wei Wen! It seems you've made great progress. Have you also cultivated your genetic power and micro-level body skills?" Jiang Nian asked impatiently.
"I don't have subtle body skills yet, but I have cultivated my genetic power," Luo Feng replied honestly.
Luo Feng believed it was beneficial to reveal some of his talents.
"Come on, let's go to the boxing strength testing machine! Punch it and let's see how much strength you have now!" Jiang Nian's eyes lit up.
Soon, Luo Feng's assessment results came in:
Boxing Strength: 3333 kg
Speed: 59 m/s
Nervous Response Test: Excellent at the intermediate warrior level, passing at the advanced warrior level.
"Wei Wen, you continue practicing on your own. I'll take Luo Feng to the headquarters," Jiang Nian said, glancing at Wei Wen.
"Luo Feng's future is important; you don't need to worry about me," Wei Wen replied with a light smile.
He considered himself a "salty fish"—someone who was content to relax. If Luo Feng hadn't kept pulling him into discussions, he would have preferred to go back and lie down.
After all, the main purpose of his visit to the Extreme Martial Arts Hall today was to strengthen Luo Feng. That goal had been achieved; now, he just needed to wait for Luo Feng to progress further.
Jiang Nian was pleasantly surprised as he took Luo Feng to the Extreme Martial Arts Headquarters in Jiangnan Base City. Luo Feng also agreed to join the Extreme Martial Arts Gym in advance. Under Zhuge Tao's witness, he signed a lucrative contract and officially became part of the gym.
However, considering Wei Wen's earlier situation, Jiang Nian suggested that Luo Feng should also have the status of a warrior.
Zhuge Tao believed that Luo Feng's strength was solid enough to pass the actual combat assessment. Since Luo Feng had already joined the Extreme Martial Arts Hall in advance, it wasn't an exaggeration to say he was a warrior. Zhuge Tao immediately applied for warrior status for Luo Feng using his authority.
Time flew by quickly, and three days passed in the blink of an eye.
During those three days, Wei Wen and Luo Feng gracefully moved into the Mingyue Community.
Once Luo Feng and his family settled into the villa, his dream was fulfilled. Yet, he understood that everything in front of him was due to his talent and value.
Compared to Wei Wen, however, he felt he wasn't strong enough and needed to work harder.
So, whenever he had the chance, Luo Feng consulted with Wei Wen to hone his body skills. Helping Luo Feng also benefited Wei Wen, so he didn't refuse.
Luo Feng had a remarkably high level of understanding, and with Wei Wen's guidance and discussions, his progress accelerated far beyond what he could have achieved training alone.
After all, self-study might lead to mistakes, and even the right path could present bottlenecks. Particularly during their close-to-limit training sessions, only by genuinely challenging their physical limits could they identify their dodge limits.
Therefore, the results of these three days of practice were likely comparable to what one would achieve in a month of solitary training. His body skills had directly reached the subtle level, albeit in a mutated form.
[Your friend Luo Feng is cultivating body skills and has reached the subtle level of mutation. Your awareness of body skills is continuing to improve. Congratulations on reaching the perfect level of mutation: 1.]
When Wei Wen woke up the next day and saw this prompt, he instantly felt a surge of excitement.
"Good guy, when did it become 3 o'clock?" he exclaimed. "He's truly worthy of being the King of Volume... but what the hell is this mutated perfect level?" Wei Wen's mouth twitched in confusion.