Wasteland Border Inspector

Chapter 53 Invincible Iron Body, Spreading Widely!
In close combat, injuries are inevitable.

Especially when one side is defending and the other is attacking, the defender is more likely to get injured.

But since Miao Yang had said so, Cheng Ye didn't stand on ceremony and immediately assumed the starting stance.

As the saying goes, laymen watch the excitement, while insiders watch the door.

Comparing the way he exerted force, Miao Yang shook his head at the crude, amateurish stance.

"Come on, use all your strength, don't hold back."

Cheng Ye did not answer.

Before Miao Yang could finish speaking, his thigh muscles suddenly tensed, and his left leg slammed into the ground with a powerful thrust, the sole of his sneakers screeching against the floor.

He charged forward like a tiger descending a mountain, his right fist aimed straight for Miao Yang's face with the momentum of his charge.

However, the moment the sound of something tearing through the air suddenly arose, Miao Yang also moved.

Cheng Ye only felt a blur before his eyes, and the target he had locked onto had already flashed to the left.

Damn it, so fast?

When Cheng Ye sparred with Liu Bi before, he could at least see the movements clearly, but just now, he only saw a blur before Miao Yang turned to the side.

No, this is advance prediction?
Cheng Ye's eyelids twitched, and he hastily withdrew his fist and turned it into a whip kick.

Just as his knee was raised halfway up the ground, Miao Yang suddenly appeared beside him and gently pushed him with one palm, kicking away at the air.

Seeing the distance widening, Cheng Ye had no choice but to follow up, unleashing a powerful straight punch.

Unexpectedly, Miao Yang did not dodge or evade this time. He blocked with both hands and took three steps back like a martial arts master, his body arching backward like a bow, completely dissipating all the force!

"Keep going, don't stop!"

Miao Yang gave a low shout.

Cheng Ye adjusted his breathing and continued his attack.

All things considered, this was the first battle after his body was strengthened, and he was indeed much stronger than before when he simply knew how to exert force!
Just like the change of movement from punch to kick and quick pursuit just now, in the past he would have lost his balance due to the distortion of the movement, but now he only felt that the moves were connected as smoothly as flowing water, and as soon as he had a thought, his muscle groups followed and exerted force.

He pressed forward again.

Catching the moment when Miao Yang's left shoulder dipped slightly, Cheng Ye slid to the side and repeated the same trick.

With a left jab, taking advantage of Miao Yang's dodge, a right fist aimed straight for his ribs at a tricky angle, intending to smash his liver.

Snapped!
The sound of the collision was like a muffled thunderclap.

Just as Miao Yang crossed his arms to block, Cheng Ye suddenly launched a knee strike towards his abdomen. Immediately afterward, he feinted with his left fist, and then suddenly changed direction with his right leg to kick Miao Yang's supporting knee.

This series of combos was as fast as lightning, with all the killing moves hidden in this one kick.

If you get kicked, you'll need to lie in bed for at least ten days to half a month to recover.

"it is good!"

Miao Yang finally lost his composure and rolled on the spot to dodge the kick.

But before he could get up, Cheng Ye had already turned around and launched a counterattack, his fists raining down like a storm, his offensive as relentless as a raging lion unleashed from its cage.

Pop, pop, pop.

Miao Yang kept reaching out to block, looking quite disheveled.

However, the two were ultimately too far apart in terms of raw strength. Even though Cheng Ye had gained the upper hand, he was unable to secure a victory for a long time.

Each punch was either anticipated and dodged by Miao Yang, or blocked by his hands.

If you can't hit the vital points, you can't break through the defenses.

With a jab forward, Cheng Ye withdrew his attack and stood there, panting heavily.

At the same time, he opened the panel with his mind and his gaze fell on the disassembled iron body.

"tired?"

Miao Yang rubbed his slightly numb arm and chuckled, "Your fighting style is too rough. I suppose Inspector Liu hasn't taught you yet. If you want to improve quickly, I have a standard fighting style from the Blood Dragon Legion. Although it's not sophisticated, it's good for beginners to build a solid foundation."

"Accept!"

A furious shout tore through the air!

Again?

Seeing Cheng Ye rush up again, Miao Yang shook his head slightly, but at the same time he couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

As expected of someone who first cultivated Dragon Force, his indomitable spirit alone surpasses that of many seasoned martial artists. With proper training, he could become a peerless master.
thump.

While lost in thought, Miao Yang subconsciously raised his arm to parry Cheng Ye's jab.

But this time, the fist that came from the ribs changed direction strangely in mid-air, darting through the gap in the block at an incomprehensible angle and slamming solidly into the abdomen.

"wrong!"

A piercing pain shot through him, and Miao Yang's eyes changed drastically. He suddenly bent down, trying to get off the ground to avoid the pain.

But Cheng Ye's whip kick swept in, the rhythm of the attack was completely different from before, and the timing of the waist twist was almost perfect.

"Can't hold on any longer!"

Miao Yang's heart sank.

Previously, he was able to predict Cheng Ye's attack method by observing the direction of his footwork.

But those two moves just now, each one felt like sparring with a master of the same level, making it impossible to predict or block in advance; one could only hastily react to each move.

Left with no other choice, Miao Yang could only extend his hand, turning his palm into a fist, and smash it into Cheng Ye's thigh tendon.

However, even though the punch was powerful enough to knock Cheng Ye to the ground, Cheng Ye remained unaffected, his strength and momentum undiminished!
boom!
The whip kick slammed into Miao Yang's hastily raised right arm like a cannonball, unleashing all its power.

It was like kicking a flimsy cardboard box; to Cheng Ye's astonishment:
Miao Yang, who had been so dashing just moments before, flew backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily into the ropes of the ring, causing the metal frame below to creak.

"What the hell?"

Although I knew that the brief body control I gained after activating the Iron Body was very strong, how strong was it?
Fearing that the unusual nature of his attack would be discovered, Cheng Ye quickly dispelled his skill and went to help Miao Yang up.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the iron body was unloaded, a tingling and itchy sensation came from his thigh, causing him to stumble and fall to the ground.

Depend on.

It hurts that much?
Cheng Ye grimaced in pain, and his leg was visibly swollen.

Forces are reciprocal.

Miao Yang's strike, colliding with the whip kick, would be absolutely unbearable for an ordinary person.

When he was equipped with the Iron Body, he felt no pain at all, only a slight itch that was over.

"You just now?"

Miao Yang pulled himself up by the rope, clutching his ribs and grimacing. Although he looked disheveled, he didn't appear to be injured.

"Hold the fetus?"

Looking at Cheng Ye lying on the ground, Miao Yang's eyes flashed with deep shock.

Legend has it that in the old martial arts era, those with a clear and pure Dao heart could enter the Embryo Realm with only a beginner's body, greatly improving their control over their body.

But once you actually reach that level and experience it, no one will believe it.

Because to achieve this state of complete absorption in both self and external things, one must first conceal one's strength within one's muscles.

Only by channeling one's energy into the twelve meridians can one liberate the nerves and significantly improve the precision of body control. "Damn it, this is unbelievable!"

"Rumors aren't just rumors, they really happened right before my eyes!"

When Cheng Ye got home that evening, Miao Yang carried him on his back.

There's no way he could stand up and walk back as if nothing had happened unless he was willing to expose his iron body to greatly reduce his pain.

"You door"

Miao Yang looked around at the surrounding houses in astonishment. Although the neighbors had all reinforced their doors, Cheng Ye's door was obviously much thicker and looked as if it were a whole piece of the wall, not at all like a repaired door.

"I can't sleep well at night because of the bad door."

Cheng Ye took out his key from his pocket and opened the door. The simple furnishings inside—a bed and a table—surprised Miao Yang once again.

"Prosecutor Cheng, you're being far too simple."

"Personal possessions are enough; why would I need so much furniture?"

Cheng Ye sat on the bed, patted the palm mattress he had brought back from the flea market, and couldn't help but smile.

The official products sold in the buffer zone are all soft rubber mattresses; it's really not easy to find a mattress that's as firm as the one you had before you time-traveled.

However, this smile fell on Miao Yang's eyes. He looked at the slightly worn mattress and couldn't help but swallow. He finally understood why Cheng Ye was able to enter the Embryo Realm without having developed the four powers.

This level of mind, unburdened by external things, is far beyond that of ordinary people!
"I brought some liniment for bruises and sprains. Let me apply it for you, and massaging it in will help with absorption."

"Thanks."

Lying on the bed, I took off my pants and looked at the swollen skin on my legs, a mixture of blue and black.

Miao Yang shook his head and began applying the medicine and massaging.

Cheng Ye's lips twitched in pain; this was pretty much what he had guessed.

While his iron body provides him with formidable resistance to injury, it also deprives him of the ability to feel pain.

If he hadn't been equipped with the Iron Body, Miao Yang's punch would have interrupted his attack.

There might be injuries, or a period of numbness, but it would never be as serious as it is now, requiring someone to carry you home.

"However, does that sudden increase in body control mean I've entered the Embryo Realm?"

Cheng Ye pondered, and Miao Yang's explanation flashed through his mind.

The "burning tendons barrier" is not discussed in ancient martial arts terms.

From the perspective of new martial arts, the essence is to hone the sensitivity and resilience of the body's main nerve pathways.

If the training is successful, it can establish a connection between the muscle groups that require subtle nerve control and the main nerve network, thereby relieving some of the control pressure on the subtle nerves.

When twelve major tendons are developed, the standard of the Embryo Realm is basically reached, which means that enough nerves have been freed up to support a qualitative leap in body control.

"So, am I cheating?"

It doesn't involve burning the tendons, but it can achieve the same effect by releasing pain nerves.

Cheng Ye was slightly startled.
As the saying goes, a small investment doesn't count as a real investment!

"This iron body is too dangerous to use normally, but in critical moments, it is a trump card to turn the tide of battle."

The thought that even a master as strong as Miao Yang had been sent flying by his own hammer and suffered minor injuries made him furious.

If you brought a weapon with you and used a whirlwind slash to twist it, it would be incredibly satisfying.

and.

With a thought, Cheng Ye opened the panel, switched to his personal interface, and his gaze became slightly serious.

[Collector: Cheng Ye]

Current Rank: Level 1 Trainee (4.7/100)

Life Level: 0

[Skills: Dragon Force Prototype, Beast Instinct, Iron Body (Talent)]

[Not yet unlocked.]

[Evaluation: Your Strength]

Although the evaluation remained unchanged, the basic power generation skill disappeared from the skill bar, turning into the prototype of Dragon Force as Miao Yang had described.

"I previously called it a basic approach to exerting force because, within my knowledge system, I could not accurately categorize this method of exertion; I could only vaguely classify it as one type of force exertion."

"Now that we've gathered information about ancient martial arts, our understanding is changing. Will the names of the skills also change as a result?"

It wasn't just a simple name change; the prototype of Dragon Force was found on Chu Yunfeng.

However, Cheng Ye failed to see any other fundamental forces at play, which implies two possibilities:

Either Chu Yunfeng only mastered Dragon Force, or the remaining three forces do not belong to level 1 skills.

"Is it possible to only develop dragon power?"

Cheng Ye shook his head, denying the conjecture.

Chu Yunfeng is a formidable individual with level 4 skills; it would be unreasonable if he hadn't even mastered the four strengths.

But why is his Dragon Power only level 1?

Thinking of Miao Yang's mention of a decline in cultivation level, Cheng Ye had a vague guess that Chu Yunfeng's story might be more complicated than he thought.

"Furthermore, it's difficult for me to cultivate Tiger Power with my current mindset, but as long as I can find this skill, I'm sure I can solve this problem instantly."

Cheng Ye wasn't foolish enough to actually force himself into a life-or-death struggle to seek a breakthrough in his mindset, even if he could take a shortcut.

"Okay, the medicine is applied."

Miao Yang withdrew his hand, put the medicine bottle that was one-third empty aside, and took out a new bottle of medicine and placed it next to him.

"Just call me if you need anything, I'll be there anytime."

"Thanks, Director Miao!"

Cheng Ye nodded and was about to ask about the cost of the medicine when Miao Yang turned and walked out the door, not giving him a chance to speak at all.

"Director Miao is a good person, just like Brother B."

Cheng Ye was stunned for a moment, then couldn't help but chuckle.

But at this moment.

The communication device on the bedside table rang, displaying a string of unfamiliar, unsaved numbers on the screen.

"Who?"

Cheng Ye picked up the defense communication device and answered it with a soft "hmm," but his expression changed drastically the next second.

Liu Bi's urgent, low voice came through the receiver.

"Cheng Ye, big trouble is coming soon."

"He Fei's body was not properly disposed of, and the source of infection has spread widely!"

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