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Chapter 326 Because he was afraid of being too weak, he added all his strength.
It started raining early in the morning; autumn is always rainy.

However, according to the calculations of the Heart of Terra, the main reason for the more frequent rainfall than in previous years is the strong convection worldwide caused by Little Ai's Ice Storm General.

"Keep it up! Keep it up!"

Loud, energetic shouts came from outside the window.

The elf girl with pointed ears lay on the soft, comfortable bed where no one would criticize her, feeling the pattering rain and the noisy slogans entering her ears, and groggily greeted them.

Good morning, everyone... Hmm, I'm still a little sleepy.

"Ah~"

The spirit, well past sixty, sighed in a daze. Half-asleep, he sat up, stretched, and struggled in bed for a moment before lying back down, pulling the blanket back up.

In this rainy weather, being able to sleep is such a wonderful thing, Frillie said with a blissful expression.

Snapped!
Behind the door that was pushed open with force, a menacing figure appeared, and a large hand reached out to grab the elf who was curled up on the bed.

"How can you sleep at your age?"

This lazy elf naturally wouldn't get up early to practice her skills, but Jagi, who never respected the elderly or cared for the young, wouldn't indulge her.

The escapist magician, Old Deng, was lifted upside down by the ankle by one hand and carried out of the room, then forced to complete his washing up automatically.

"Hmm... how exactly should I practice?"

Still in a sleepwalking state, Frilian asked lightly with her eyes half-open. She had changed out of her original magician's robe into a sports vest that allowed her to move around more easily and revealed her fair arms.

Naturally, there were no magic books or spellbooks to teach Frillie magic here, so what stood before her were a row of Nanto Kenpo practitioners, forming a human wall.

“Eagle, waterbird, flamingo, egret, phoenix, eagle, swallow, osprey, falcon, cardinal, owl, crow, white eagle…”

Everyone here has their own unique skills, and every style of boxing has its own unique features. When Jagi was introducing them, he glared at Frillie, who looked like a useless elf, which made her a little more awake.

"See their muscular physiques, honed through countless trials? Now, you'll be training alongside them!"

Jagi tossed her the lightest dumbbell. Frilian, who was temporarily staying in Nandou, nodded reluctantly.

At first, Frilian didn't quite understand... what did it mean that increasing physical strength could make her magic stronger? Were the two related? If she had the aptitude of a warrior, why didn't she pursue both magic and martial arts?

Frilian was indeed shocked by the numbers Rao displayed that day, but that was all she was shocked about. She didn't really care about the strength of the numbers... She only decided to stay a little longer because she could eat white rice and have unlimited hamburger patties.

But when Frilian heard Jagi say that their "magic" had reached such a high level that they could survive for three months without food or water, her foolish eyes suddenly cleared.

She had suffered like this before, trapped in the enemy's barrier. If it weren't for the monks in her party using the goddess's power to buff them, she probably would have turned into a skeleton elf by now.

If I could master that, wouldn't I be able to eat only one meal every three months? That would be so convenient!
This filled her with determination.
"Keep it up! Keep it up!"

Before long, Frillie, harboring some ulterior motive, also joined the group's workout. "How can I quickly increase my muscle strength?"

Jagi asked Angelia, who was hovering around him like a ghost, poking and prodding here and there.

"Hmm... want something good to eat?"

The blonde girl bit her finger, her eyes filled with uncertainty.

“Perhaps strengthening with drugs could work…” Amoeba, who lives here, held ten syringes between his hands and shared his opinion. He recently obtained his professional medical license and is ready to make a name for himself.

Given the powerful metabolism and drug resistance of martial arts practitioners, it would be a waste not to give them a few injections of super veterinary drugs before and after meals.

"It's not about being wrong, it's about believing!"

Jagi patted his firm chest muscles and said that what they said made a lot of sense, but it was still too logical. "Trust your muscles wholeheartedly! They will definitely respond to you!"

Magic is turning the impossible into the possible.

[Shana: This looks so familiar... Isn't that the Freedom Law?]

[Big Cute Goddess: That's right, it's this one!]

Take Shana's current permanent technique, "Phoenix Calling to Fight the Sky," for example. It was originally just a technique with a completely different operating system, but through research and development, it is possible to create new techniques.

Since most magic is just made up anyway, wouldn't it be enough to let Frilian use her amazing wisdom to analyze and create a magic called "Giant Fist"?

Just like how only demons could fly at first, but were later stolen and refined by humans, the greatest strength of humans is their ability to imitate and pirate, and they can even innovate on this basis.

It's worth noting that in some worldviews, even Ultraman needs to circulate his inner energy to unleash Tiga's explosive punch or fire a beam of light. So why can't one use magic to unleash a world-destroying punch?

Imagination, isn't it amazing?

After a whole day of non-stop training, when even Frilian herself was surprised at how she had persevered and unknowingly become so engrossed in it that her whole body felt as if she had been pulled out of the water, she suddenly sensed something different.

While exercising, she could feel a kind of energy existing in the air slowly seeping into her body, gradually transforming it. Her strength improved significantly, and the source of this energy was…

"Such intense flesh pressure!"

Strangely, after a long period of physical exercise, she was able to feel the pressure from her muscles again, and the person who gave her the strongest sense of pressure was the man named "Rao".

All the fluctuations originated from him and spread outwards. The closer one got to him, the higher the concentration of that special power became, and the greater the sense of oppression one had to endure.

She pinched her arm; outwardly, there seemed to be no change, but her tendons and ligaments were stronger than before. The density of her muscles, and even her breathing and heartbeat, were more powerful than before. Once she exerted force, she could unleash even greater power.

But... she's a mage, so why is she suddenly gaining power? Will she end up casting a light spell and then wielding her staff to fight enemies in melee?!

(End of this chapter)