Revival of Spirit Qi, 100% Physical Potential
2 Terrifying physical strength.

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"System loading complete, trillions of times physical potential system activated, 100 times physical potential activated."

This voice was loud and clear, as if it had traveled across endless time and space.

"System!"

Jiang Xiaolong's blood boiled instantly, and his heart was in turmoil.

In his previous life, as a bookworm who was addicted to online literature, he had once fantasized about bringing a cheat to fight against the heavens.

However, it had been eighteen years, and the system had not received the money. He had long given up hope.

He did not expect the system to arrive late today.

Jiang Xiaolong did not have time to think. The moment the voice sounded, an unimaginable force erupted in his body, rushing into his limbs and bones, sweeping through his internal organs.

This power had an indescribable divinity. Wherever it went, Jiang Xiaolong felt that every cell in his body seemed to come alive and crazily devoured this power.

Under the power, his body rapidly transformed.

This feeling was like a long drought that was met with a good rain. It was also like the shackles that had been on his body were being lifted one by one at this moment.

Every inch of his skin was moaning in pleasure.

Although he was limited by his low cultivation level, he could not directly look at the deepest changes in his body.

However, Jiang Xiaolong, who was lying on the bed, realized that he was different.

His eyes could actually see all kinds of energy flowing in the air.

The energy was mostly white.

"This white energy is the most fundamental source of energy for martial artists-Vital Qi.”

The color of Vital Qi was white. This was clearly stated in the textbook, and Jiang Xiaolong knew it.

However, Yuan Qi was like air, something that could not be captured by the naked eye.

At the very least, only a martial arts expert with the cultivation of a Great Grandmaster could see the color of Vital Qi with the naked eye.

At this moment, he, a Body Tempering Stage Three, saw the existence of Yuan Qi.

If this were to get out, others would probably think that he was crazy.

Jiang Xiaolong knew that he was not crazy. The pain subsided, and his mind had never been so clear.

He was shocked. A mere third-tier tempered body, an ant-like existence, could actually see the existence of Yuan Qi with the naked eye.

The next moment, his expression changed.”

That power was changing his body and increasing his potential. It was like a giant hand wiping away his past.

He had worked hard for two years to temper his body, and the third tier of Body Tempering cultivation he had obtained was rapidly fading away as if it was washed away by water.

However, in just an instant, Jiang Xiaolong's expression returned to normal and he became excited.

His cultivation base was disappearing, but the 300 jin of strength given to him by the third tier of Body Tempering did not disappear.

His strength was still there!

This was what excited Jiang Xiaolong.

Body Tempering Stage Nine. With every increase in level, one's strength would increase by 100 pounds. When one reached Body Tempering Stage Nine, one's strength would reach 900 pounds.

A strength of 900 pounds was considered abnormal in Jiang Xiaolong's previous world.

However, in this world, it could only be considered ordinary.

Body Tempering Stage Nine. Every time one's cultivation increased by one level, their strength would increase by 100 pounds.

This was a common situation.

However, in every world, there would always be a group of evil people who broke the norm.

In this world, there were some monstrous geniuses who were at the ninth level of Body Tempering. With every increase in their cultivation, their strength would not increase by 100 pounds, but by hundreds or even thousands.

His strength was still there even though his cultivation had faded. This meant that Jiang Xiaolong's strength would no longer increase by a hundred pounds with every increase in level.

Him! He was about to enter the ranks of monsters.

The increase in Body Tempering by one level would increase his strength by hundreds of thousands of pounds.

According to his understanding, his body would have a hundredfold potential. In the future, with every level of Body Tempering, his strength would also increase by a hundredfold, increasing by 10,000 pounds.

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At the thought of this, Jiang Xiaolong could not help but suck in a breath of cold air, his face full of horror.

A ninth-tier Body Tempering cultivator had a terrifying divine power of 90,000 pounds, let alone a person who had surpassed the ninth-tier Body Tempering realm and was an official titled martial artist.

Even titled grandmasters who were more powerful than titled martial artists could be killed by him with one punch.

An ordinary martial artist could at most have a strength of 9,000 Jin. Compared to the strength of 90,000 Jin, it was like a heavenly chasm.

Even Grandmasters who had just entered the Grandmaster Realm only had a strength of 20,000 to 30,000 Jin.

With a force of twenty to thirty thousand pounds, a speeding car could be shattered with a single punch.

This was already a terrifying figure who had transcended the mortal realm and could withstand bullet attacks.

However, such a person could still be killed with a single punch under the force of 90,000 pounds.

This was because even the most powerful grandmasters could only exert a maximum strength of 90,000 Jin.

This meant that his Body Tempering Realm was equivalent to the Grandmaster Realm of ordinary martial artists.

Body Tempering killed a Grandmaster!

Jiang Xiaolong was so excited that he was trembling.

This was like a myth.

Such a shocking thing had never been recorded in the history of martial arts.

It was almost unheard of for a titled martial artist to kill a titled grandmaster.

The potential of his physical body was a hundred times more terrifying!

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