Iron Armor Courtyard.
Xu Guang walked in, and the children who had already begun their cultivation of Pile Skill looked at him with awe.
The world respects the strong. Yesterday, Xu Guang subdued Zhao Fang with one move, and Zhao Fang was already the strongest among those children.
Although Xu Guang felt a bit strange being looked at with such eyes by a group of kids,
he didn't pay much attention to it.
He just scrutinized Zhao Fang with a peculiar gaze.
Zhao Fang didn't know the meaning behind Xu Guang's gaze, but he could clearly feel the malice.
So, since Xu Guang came, he hid his eyes filled with a bit of resentment.
He felt that he hid it well.
'Xu Guang is just a waste. Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west, sooner or later Xu Guang will pay for yesterday's incident!'
Zhao Fang swore secretly in his heart.
"What kind of look is that? Not convinced?"
Zhao Fang was still sneering in his heart when suddenly he heard a voice beside his ear.
He lifted his head abruptly, his expression changing dramatically.
It was Xu Guang!
"You… what do you want to do? If you hit me again, I'll tell my dad!"
"I'm hitting kids exactly!"
Xu Guang stepped forward and slapped Zhao Fang onto the ground.
[Martial Artist's Log: Undoubtedly, it's another horizontal pressure, Martial Artist experience +3]
Xu Guang ignored Zhao Fang's gaze, touching his own chin.
As expected.
A person only gets the most experience the first time they defeat someone. The more times they defeat them, the less experience they gain.
Having knocked out Niu the Third before already counted as defeating him once, so the experience is only 3 points.
Xu Guang felt a bit reluctant but could understand.
He looked at the children in the courtyard, as if he was looking at experience babies.
No training today, set a small goal, and go through all these experience babies.
"Do you want to spar with these children?"
Han Song's eyes were peculiar.
Martial artists admire the strong, always taking pride in challenging stronger opponents, but Xu Guang prefers to bully the weak.
This is a sign of losing the heart of Martial Dao.
"Ah, I've figured it out. Martial Dao is difficult to pursue. The Iron Armor Sect has nurtured me, and these children are the future of Iron Armor Sect. I am willing to offer my meager strength for this future, for Iron Armor Sect."
Xu Guang spoke sincerely, paused, and then solemnly hammered his chest with his hand.
"Iron Armor Sect, loyalty!"
Han Song's expression became even more peculiar.
But since someone is contributing to the sect, he couldn't stop him.
Seeing Han Song still hesitating, Xu Guang stepped forward, took out five taels of silver from his bosom, and stuffed it into Han Song's hand.
"Please make it happen, Instructor."
Han Song opened his hands, pocketed the silver, and his expression became serious.
"Ahem, then... so be it. Jade needs carving to become useful. These children eventually have to face people stronger than themselves. I'll leave it to you, Xiaoguang."
He paused, then spoke again.
"Don't be too heavy-handed."
"Rest assured, Instructor, when I'm handling things!"
At noon, after drinking Little Wan Soup.
The children who came for the entry test encountered a nightmare.
A monster with over a thousand jin strength and Martial Dao Entry Grade came to challenge them.
[Martial Artist's Log: Horizontal pressure, Martial Artist experience +5]
[Martial Artist's Log: An exhilarating horizontal pressure, Martial Artist experience +5]
[Martial Artist's Log: Another horizontal pressure, Martial Artist experience +5]
As the sun set over the western hills, children with bruised and swollen faces gazed at Xu Guang as if looking at a devil.
Xu Guang seemed oblivious, delightfully looking at the panel.
[Name: Xu Guang]
[Current Job: 1. Beggar Lv5 (513/600). 2. Level 5 Elephant Envoy (513/600). 3. Martial Artist Lv2 (513/300)]
[Professional Talent: Horizontal Pressure (When facing a martial artist with a lower realm than yours, exert horizontal pressure effects, your aura increases, blood recovery speed increases)]
[Professional Skills: Iron Fir Unyielding Skill Lv2 (30/30)]
[Next Job Change requires Martial Artist Lv5 and above]
Gains are extraordinary!
Over three hundred experience in a day, this gain is truly terrifying!
Xu Guang did not upgrade directly; the martial artist profession is different from other professions. The feedback from skills on the body is significant, and he needs to ensure sufficient blood and qi to avoid physical deficiency.
He was not in a hurry.
...
On a snowy and windy night,
Xu Guang's room was enveloped in white mist, steam rising.
He lay in a wooden tub filled with hot water, squinting his eyes, feeling the scalding medicinal liquid in the tub.
"Being a martial artist is really expensive. To prepare this bucket of medicine, I had to advance a month's salary."
As he felt the promotion of the Martial Artist's professional level and prepared for leveling up the Pile Skill.
He took a piece of dry, slender ginseng from the side.
This was prepared for General Wei.
"General Wei shouldn't miss a day of eating it, but maybe eating this piece myself, I might break through to the level of Ninth Grade Skin and Flesh Minor Cultivation."
Ninth Grade Skin and Flesh Cultivation is divided into two small phases: minor cultivation and great cultivation.
Minor cultivation makes skin like cowhide, able to withstand a hundred jin of force. Great cultivation makes it like a turtle shell, able to resist burning iron.
"Next, time to upgrade!"
Xu Guang's expression became solemn, Iron Fir Unyielding Skill Lv2 turned hazy, and reappeared as Iron Fir Unyielding Skill Lv3.
In an instant, countless experiences of standing postures emerged in Xu Guang's mind; each skill upgrade brought unimaginable changes to him.
Level 3 standing桩 is already a high level, and other Martial Artist skills, if they had levels, would not upgrade Pile Skill to Level 3.
So Xu Guang quickly discovered.
After Level 3 of Pile Technique, there was a kind of wondrous change.
'Iron Armor…'
Xu Guang first swallowed the ginseng to replenish his own deficient blood and qi.
After a long time.
He slowly lifted his palm, where a layer of crystalline, dense jade skin seemed to sweat like droplets.
He took a small knife from the side and lightly cut across his palm.
A strange elasticity came from the skin, as if wanting to bounce the knife away.
'Is this the effect of Level 3 Pile Skill? Although I haven't started minor cultivation, this level of skin toughness is absolutely not inferior to minor cultivation Ninth-Grade Martial Artists...'
'With my monstrous strength, plus this defense comparable to minor cultivation…'
"Who can say I'm not a genius?"
Xu Guang thought joyfully, suddenly standing up from the tub, water flowing down his body.
...
The next day.
Xu Guang was about to go out when Zhu Cheng stopped him.
"A big figure is coming to see General Wei, Xiaoguang, stay today."
Xu Guang was silent for a moment, then nodded.
He was still a tributor to the Zhu Family, so working for the Zhu Family was also expected.
Very soon, he saw Zhu Fu leading a young man coming this way.
"This is the Great Beast from Kunlun? Indeed enormous."
Song Di exclaimed in admiration.
Under Xu Guang's care, General Wei was indeed incredibly fierce. Such a giant beast made humans seem so insignificant in its presence.
Moreover, Song Di could feel an overwhelming sense of danger emanating from General Wei.
He was already an Eighth-Grade Grand Martial Artist, but feeling threatened by General Wei, what does that imply?
It means General Wei was not just big for nothing, it truly was powerful.
"Landlord, I have an impolite request."
Zhu Fu: ...