Chapter 101 - 100: Huge Improvement (Part 2)

Chapter 101: Chapter 100: Huge Improvement (Part 2)

[Golden Armor Divine Skill - Giant Stone Chapter - ∞ (Outstanding: Inner Strength +40, Strength +15, Hardness +10, Special Attributes - Solid Rock Bodyguard +3, Stubborn Rock Seal +3, Meteorite Strike +2)]

That brought the total spent to 25,400 Experience Points, leaving him with 16,300.

[Black Tiger’s Tyrannical Gang Qi: -100/100+ (Uninitiated) -> 200/200+ (Initiate) -> 400/400+ (Beginner) -> 1200/1200+ (Minor Accomplishment) -> 3600/3600+ (Adept) -> 7200/7200 (Mastery) -> Black Tiger’s Tyrannical Gang Qi - ∞ (Perfection)]

Continue upgrading!

Besides, his powerful body could still take it.

His Inner Strength, physical strength, and bodily fortitude increased, though not as dramatically as they had with the Golden Armor Divine Skill - Giant Stone Chapter.

At the same time, an indestructible gas erupted from all the major acupoints on his body.

This energy was quite similar to Inner Strength.

But Inner Strength was ever-changing; it could be as hard as tempered steel or as gentle as wrapping silk.

This Qi Force, however, was like refined steel—impossibly hard.

Fine threads of gray Qi Force covered He Xiaotian’s entire body.

His body suddenly expanded.

His hoodie couldn’t withstand the force and instantly exploded, revealing the terrifying muscles of his upper body.

The world’s strongest strongmen would look like children next to him.

It seemed as if he could shatter the earth with a single, casual punch.

His eyes constantly flickered with a savage glint that inspired both fear and awe.

’Anyone with a weaker will would probably piss their pants, wouldn’t they?’

He was like a tiger stalking its prey, forcing anyone nearby to give him a wide berth.

[Black Tiger’s Tyrannical Gang Qi - ∞ (Perfection: Inner Strength +25, Strength +10, Hardness +8, Protective Gang Qi +5, Special Attribute - Predatory Instinct +2)]

He Xiaotian’s heart ached. After maxing out the two martial arts, he was left with a mere 3,600 Experience Points.

Just like that, over 50,000 Experience Points had been spent.

However, seeing the stats from the two martial arts, he felt a measure of relief.

At least they weren’t some useless, run-of-the-mill skills.

He Xiaotian looked at the list of martial arts in the top left corner of his vision. After a moment of thought, he took out a pen and paper and started scribbling.

A moment later, a set of stats resembling those from an online game appeared on the paper.

These were his own, but since the experience value system didn’t provide a systematic summary, he had to do it himself.

[Name: He Xiaotian

Inner Strength: 280

Strength: 63

Speed: 15

Burst Power: 9

Hardness: 59

Bone Density: 10

Internal Organ Strength: 5

Recoil: 5

Spirit: 20

Perception: 20

Insight: 20

Scorch: 25

Five Elements Resistance: Fire Resistance +20

Illusion Technique Resistance: 20

etc.]

’Looking at it laid out like this, my speed is still my weak point!’

It was less than a quarter of his strength.

’Sigh. Even though it’s still low, it’s three times faster than before. At this rate, as long as I don’t run into some abnormally fast master, I should be able to handle it. Besides, you can’t have the best of both worlds.

’And anyway, all three Qinggong manuals were generic. Even the maxed-out Eight Steps Chasing Cicada is nothing special, is it? Aside from having slightly better burst power, it can’t compare to the other two.’

Grasshopper and Flying Bird Crossing Skill at least had four supporting attributes: body lightening, wind riding, air-walking, and gliding.

With those, his actual speed should be higher than just 15 points.

’I’ll leave a message for the seller later. Have them keep an eye out for a better Qinggong manual for me.’

As the thought crossed his mind, a cyan flame flared up in his hand, instantly burning the paper to ash.

Then, He Xiaotian went back to enthusiastically watching a variety show.

He was only human, after all. He needed to relax.

BEEP BEEP!!

The notification sound of a messaging app suddenly rang out.

’I have an unread message?’

It must have arrived while he was lost in upgrading his martial arts.

He Xiaotian casually picked up his phone and swiped it open, discovering a private message from someone in a group chat.

He was very familiar with this group, too. It was the "Shanghai Modern Stories" group, the one that had earned him 60.5 million.

[A Real Man Never Looks Back at Explosions]: "You’re so young?"

He Xiaotian was baffled. If he remembered correctly, the owner of this messaging account should be Liu Rui’s daughter, Liu Nan, right?

But she was still lying in bed, no different from someone in a vegetative state.

’Hacking her account is really crossing a line!’

So, with fingers flying across the keyboard, he furiously condemned this immoral behavior.

[Call Me Sir]: "Hackers deserve to have their whole family die! Hope your hearse drifts! Hope you throw a rave on your own grave! Hope they turn your ashes into fried rice and you spiral straight to hell!"

Type. Send. Exit.

While he and Liu Nan weren’t exactly good friends, they had met, and he had earned tens of millions through her connections.

Oh, no, not just tens of millions. To be precise, it was 110.5 million.

BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!

Three consecutive notification sounds rang out. He Xiaotian sighed and opened his phone.

’Are they really not giving up?’

’Just wait, I’ll go on the forums and learn how the rage-bros flame people, then I’ll roast you six ways from Sunday.’

[A Real Man Never Looks Back at Explosions]: "What are you talking about?"

[A Real Man Never Looks Back at Explosions]: "Why did you suddenly start cussing me out like a maniac?"

[A Real Man Never Looks Back at Explosions]: "I don’t remember doing anything to offend you! Plus, you made sixty million off my little brothers and took five hundred thousand from me, and this is how you treat me? Men really are all pigs. Oh, and why did you change your name again?"

As he scanned the three messages, an idea flashed through He Xiaotian’s mind.

’No way! Could it be...? The last word the Pen Immortal didn’t write was... "brain"? Wait, I need to be sure. What if this is just some unscrupulous rich kid who found out about it through his network?’

[Call Me Sir]: "You’re saying you’re the account owner? Liu Rui’s daughter? The boss of Huang Mao and Green Hair? The one who’s 180 cm tall? And lives in Royal Garden, Villa A01?"

[A Real Man Never Looks Back at Explosions]: "[Shocked Emoji] How do you know all that? Are you planning something bad? Why else would you have investigated me so thoroughly?"

[Call Me Sir]: "Please. Anyone could find that information if they put their mind to it. How can you prove you’re the account owner, that you’re Liu Nan? I just came from her house not long ago. She’s still lying in bed, completely unconscious."

That one sentence silenced Liu Nan on the other end. After a long while, a new message finally appeared in the chat.

[A Real Man Never Looks Back at Explosions]: "I... I... I... Am I dead? No, I can feel my body. But... I can’t get out. Am I trapped in the computer? No wonder I could turn on your camera just by thinking about it. So what am I now? An intelligent lifeform? A hybrid lifeform? A computer person?"

[Call Me Sir]: "Wait, what did you say? You turned on my camera?"

He Xiaotian sucked in a sharp breath. ’I’ve been found out?’