Chapter 218: Xueheng, Transcending Human Limits and Shattering Martial Saint Records! (4K)

Chapter 218: Xueheng, Transcending Human Limits and Shattering Martial Saint Records! (4K)



"Then let me give you a demonstration." Ning Yuantai said cheerfully.

He waved to the side, and immediately a staff member brought over a pair of shorts.

Ning Yuantai first took off all his clothes, revealing a rather muscular body. He then put on the shorts and opened the door to the transparent shower-like 'fleshly energy tester'. He stepped inside and pressed a few buttons on the control panel, positioning himself in the center with his arms outstretched.

After a few seconds, a faint blue halo rose slowly from the bottom up, scanning his entire body.

Suddenly, dozens of soft white tubes extended from inside the tester, each with an electrode-like patch at the tip. These patches adhered to Ning Yuantai's head, limbs, and torso.

As Ning Yuantai underwent the test, Xueheng chatted with Yin Muhu by his side.

"By the way, Yin, what about your master, one of the 'Three Jewels of Jade City,' Jin Gang Zhou? Where is he now?" Xueheng asked casually.

Master Li Qi, whose body had been crippled and the true dragon he cultivated within his body for half his life had been killed, had no choice but to leave the Inner Ring and eke out a miserable existence in the Outer Ring's Qing City.

As for the other two of the Three Jewels of Jade City, Jin Gang Zhou and Xiu Luo Chen, they should still be in the Inner Ring. Xueheng was quite interested in paying his respects to them.

Yin Muhu pouted at the mention of her master, showing a bit of disdain as she said, "The last time I heard from my master was half a year ago. According to my teacher, he seemed to have gone to the 'Tiger Palace' in the Seventh City Circle to prepare for battle, intending to try for the 'Overlord' title."

"But the Overlord battle ended three months ago. This session's Overlord is still Lu Sheniu, the 'White Emperor.' He has won the title four consecutive times now. If he wins again this year, he will receive the eternal title. I don't know if my master didn't participate or if he was eliminated..."

Xueheng's eyes flickered, "So he went to compete for a title?"

According to tradition, the seven major titles of the Zhuxia world are held in different locations: the Wusheng Battle at Yulong Peak, the Bingzhu Battle at Tianjing Lake, the Feijiang Battle at Pangushan Mountain, the Tianwei Battle at Purple Bamboo Forest, the Overlord Battle at Tiger Palace, and the True Dragon Battle at Millennium Island.

As for the 'Grandmaster' title, since it was a new addition to the martial arts ranking system, it did not have a fixed venue.

This was also one of the reasons why the 'Grandmaster' title was not highly regarded—its history was not long enough.

Yin Muhu folded her arms and shook her head, "I don't know where that old fool got his confidence. Lu Sheniu's 'White Emperor Blade' is known as the 'Most Vicious in the Mortal World.' Among the current titleholders, he is also one of the top-ranked. He was recognized long ago as someone who would undoubtedly attain the 'Eternal Title.'"

"If Master had set his sights on the 'Grandmaster' title, he might have had a chance. But the Overlord... I really don't know what he was thinking."

"Zhou Senior probably has his reasons," Xueheng said.

He sighed inwardly. The 'Three Jewels of Jade City,' once highly anticipated young masters, had, after decades, become existences that dared to aspire for the seven major titles... Regardless of whether they could attain one, they at least had the ambition.

He wondered what Master Li Qi would think when he heard this news.

As they chatted, Ning Yuantai finished his test and stepped out of the tester.

Wearing only shorts and with his upper body bare, he said, "3.9 grade... a bit better than last month. Sigh, still a bit off, not quite a 4."

Xueheng glanced at him and asked, "Is the calculation of fleshly energy grades the same as danger levels?"

Ning Yuantai nodded, "Yes. In theory, a healthy adult male who hasn't undergone special training has a fleshly energy grade of around 1 to 1.1."

"The values follow the Richter scale for earthquake intensity. Each increase of 0.1 grade means that the overall strength of the fleshly body is 1.414 times stronger than before. An increase of one grade is 32 times stronger, and two grades is 1,000 times stronger..."

"Of course, this calculation is for 'overall composite strength' rather than pure physical strength. Otherwise, a fleshly energy grade of 4 would be over 30,000 times stronger than a grade 1, and I would be a Krypton Superman by now." Ning Yuantai spread his hands helplessly.

"I see," Xueheng nodded.

He then turned to Yin Muhu and said, "Yin, why don't you give it a try?"

Yin Muhu was taken aback, pointing at herself, "Me?"

"It's beneficial to thoroughly understand your current strength. Give it a shot," Xueheng smiled.

Yin Muhu nodded, "If that's what Brother Xue says."

Ning Yuantai instructed the staff to fetch the largest-sized crop top and shorts for Yin Muhu to change into in the dressing room.

As she returned, Ning Yuantai gazed at her exposed, well-toned body and said with a hint of envy, "Sister Yin, you have a great figure."

Yin Muhu, her face angular and proud, slapped her right bicep, flexing her muscular arm as she said, "Not bad, huh?"

She stepped into the fleshly energy tester, and Ning Yuantai guided her through the process from outside.

"Press the red button and select the items you want to test... Yes, just like that. Now, follow the audio instructions."

Soon, Yin Muhu completed her test and stepped out of the machine.

"4.3 grade," she announced.

Ning Yuantai scratched his head, feeling a bit deflated. "Even though we're about the same age, and I've been training in the newer martial arts, my fleshly energy grade is still so far behind yours..."

"Is this the gap in talent?"

Yin Muhu gave him a meaningful look. "It's a bit early for you to be feeling dejected about this..."

She glanced at Xueheng, who was undressing and putting on a pair of shorts beside them.

Ning Yuantai waved his hand dismissively. "As for Brother Xue, I was already prepared for this. No matter the outcome, I..." His eyes widened as he stared at Xueheng's exposed upper body. "Brother Xue, your physique!"

He couldn't help but reach out towards Xueheng's abs.

Suddenly, a small shadow flashed by, and three bloody claw marks appeared on Ning Yuantai's outstretched palm.

"Meow~"

The cat sat on Xueheng's shoulder, shaking its right paw to flick away the blood droplets. Its emerald-like vertical pupils fixed on Ning Yuantai, radiating a warning chill.

Xueheng chuckled as he gently patted the slightly possessive cat. "Yuan Tai, it's fine to look, but keep your hands to yourself."

Ning Yuantai coughed awkwardly. "I couldn't help myself. Please don't misunderstand. This is purely an appreciation of a beautiful form, and I assure you, my sexual orientation is completely normal."

Xueheng didn't mind and proceeded to the tester. He placed the cat on the ground, opened the door, and stepped inside.

He first looked at the screen on the control panel.

[Please select the test items (select all for a comprehensive fleshly energy test)]



[1. Power]



[2. Stamina]



[3. Flexibility]



[4. Skin Durability]



[5... ]



There were over a dozen options in total, and Xueheng selected them all before pressing confirm.

"Please stand in the center and stretch out your arms," a mechanical, gender-neutral AI voice instructed.

Xueheng complied, and soon, a faint blue scanning halo rose from the bottom up, slowly scanning his entire body.

Then, dozens of white tubes extended, adhering patches at their tips to various parts of his body.

"Please punch forward with force. Use any amount of strength, no need to go all out."

Xueheng punched the air with about half his strength.

"Please punch forward again, but make it lighter or heavier than the previous punch."

...

After various tests...

"Testing complete. Generating results..."

Xueheng watched the spinning circle on the screen, patiently awaiting the outcome.

It didn't take long for the screen to light up and display his results.

[Age: 17]



[Gender: Male]



[Base Power: 13.75t]



[Left Hand Grip Strength: 9.82t]



[Right Hand Grip Strength: 9.82t]



[Vital Capacity: 697,000ml]



[Skin Durability: 4.92]



[Bone Durability: 4.72]



[Nerve Reflex Speed...]



The screen listed dozens of detailed data points down to the decimal places, and Xueheng scanned through them, eventually reaching the final one—[Fleshly Energy Grade].

[Fleshly Energy Grade: 4.8]



"4.8..."

Xueheng nodded; the result was close to what he had expected.

"However, my 4.8 is different from others."

"This machine can only measure surface data and can't see what lies deeper within me..."

He murmured to himself as he stepped out of the tester.

"Brother Xue, what's your grade?" Ning Yuantai asked eagerly.

"4.8."

"As expected of you, Brother Xue!" Ning Yuantai gave him a thumbs up. "A fleshly energy grade of 4.8 surpasses the requirements for the eighth-rank in the martial artist profession. It's not far from the ninth-rank requirement of 5.1, either."

Yin Muhu, standing beside them, furrowed her brows in thought. "That's strange. The eighth-rank is indeed impressive, but it doesn't seem to match the combat power Brother Xue has displayed."

"She recalled the scene of Xue Jing effortlessly crushing the Giant God Legion members earlier.

Yin Muhu refused to believe that Xue Jing was only an eighth-rank martial artist. After all, she had sparred with eighth-rank practitioners before, and none of them exuded such an overwhelming sense of pressure.

Hearing this, Ning Yuantai waved his hand dismissively. "Fleshly energy grade is one thing, and combat power is another. They are related but not entirely dependent on each other."

"This machine isn't specifically designed for martial artists, so it doesn't have options like 'channeling qi.' For that, we'll need to use a different machine..."

Ning Yuantai pointed to a large machine similar to a boxing machine not far away.

"That one is made of rare materials like dragon bone steel. Its endurance limit is... 5,000 tons of output!"

Ning Yuantai walked over to the testing machine and ran his hand over the black pad encased in alloy.

"People vary greatly. A typical martial artist, without using killer moves or secret techniques, can usually exert 1.5 times their qi power with a basic punch."

"As for those with bodies naturally suited for martial arts, top-tier geniuses, they can exert around 3 to 5 times their qi power."

Before he could finish, Xuejing excitedly stepped forward, channeled his qi, and threw a punch at the one-meter-wide pad on the testing machine.

"Bang—!!!"

A deafening explosion echoed through the spacious room, causing the dozens of busy staff members to turn their heads in astonishment.

The pad on the testing machine sank deeply and remained depressed for a long time before it could recover. The screen above began flashing numbers rapidly.

Soon, the numbers stabilized: 1,489,622 N.

And below that, a smaller number—152 t.

One hundred and fifty-two tons.

Ning Yuantai's eyes widened. "Almost one and a half million newtons... One hundred and fifty-two tons of output! This is a data point that even a ninth-rank martial artist couldn't achieve! Brother Xue, did you use a killer move?"

Xue Jing gave him a strange look. "No, didn't you say to use only basic qi channeling?"

"To exert 152 tons of output with basic qi channeling... Wait, what was your qi power measurement earlier?"

Ning Yuantai asked hastily.

Xue Jing recalled, "13.75 tons, I believe."

Ning Yuantai was a little dazed. "13.75... 152..."

The surrounding staff members joined in the excited discussion.

"What the heck? Over 11 times the base power?"

"Hey, wait a minute, I just realized—isn't this the guy who slew the pure-blood dragon species?!"

"So it's him, no wonder... But hold on, he's still incredible! This is 11 times the base power!"

"Hasn't this exceeded the 'theoretical human limit'? How did such a historic event happen so suddenly, so ordinarily, and so calmly right before our eyes?!"

Ning Yuantai swallowed, his voice a little hoarse. "Brother Xue, you've broken a record."

Xue Jing didn't seem too concerned and merely replied, "Oh, is that so?"

"Moreover, it's far beyond the previous record... The previous record for base power output was 7.9 times."

"...And the one who set that record was Li Taixian. Three years ago, he won the 'Martial Saint' battle five times in a row and earned the title of 'Eternal Martial Saint.'"

Ning Yuantai's face was filled with disbelief.

"That man was said to have perfect genes, a 'Hundred Meridian Congenital Connection' as described in ancient records, akin to the innate Taoist body in fantasy novels. His innate talent and aptitudes were supposedly the pinnacle of human potential, allowing him to channel his qi flawlessly without any hindrance."

"The theoretical limit of base power output is 8.5 times, and this requires not only perfect physical conditions but also the ability to consistently perform at 100% with no residual effort, coupled with an excellent mental state and peak battle intent... It's something that can only be achieved under the perfect combination of timing, location, and personal condition."

"But you..." Ning Yuantai trailed off, at a loss for words.

Xue Jing remained silent, channeling his qi once more and throwing another punch at the testing machine.

"Bang—!!!"

The room trembled again, and the testing machine displayed its readings.

1,489,699 N

152.01 t

The staff members present widened their eyes, setting aside their work and crowding around.

"Another test, and it's still the same—over 11 times!"

"Unbelievable! This means that the previous punch wasn't a lucky, exceptional strike but rather a consistent, regular punch!"

"How is that possible? Did he really not secretly use a killer move?!"

The staff members buzzed with excitement and disbelief.

...

(End of Chapter)

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