I will eventually become a god through sheer hard work.

All the old martial arts available on the market today are developed based on the premise that 'the cultivator is a human being'.

Even a highly difficult style like the Hidden Dragon Style, with its extremely demanding technique of "Pointing the Eye," is nothing more than a 'human trick'!

And now, he is a 'superhuman fighting race' that surpasses humanity!

The martial arts techniques that truly suit him, as well as the various applications of his own talents, all require him to research and develop on his own.

Xue Jing stared at the 'eye-dotting' mark on his right arm, where the power contained within had taken shape, transforming into an extremely ferocious true dragon.

Instead of throwing the punch, he forcibly controlled it, peeling it away bit by bit, returning it to his body.

Kinetic energy doesn't disappear into thin air. What he did was to infinitely divide a 1-ton equivalent TNT into 1-gram micro-bombs and release them onto his own body.

This is an extremely difficult and terrifying operation. The slightest mistake could detonate the entire 'TNT', and at the very least, it would blow his entire right arm to shreds.

Xue Jing's expression remained unchanged as he continued his tightrope walking, seemingly extremely dangerous, yet remarkably steady.

A dozen minutes later, the 'finishing touch' was completely stripped away and dissolved, vanishing into nothingness.

"……sharp."

Xue Jing clenched his fist, somewhat surprised.

Putting aside the difficulty of controlling his strength, the stability of his movements just now was truly terrifying.

It was practically inhuman, more like a machine that never made a mistake.

"Infallible stability, consistently 100% performance!"

"fear."

"As expected of an extraordinary skill, this characteristic alone is extraordinary."

Xue Jing touched his chin.

"Hmm? Wait a minute, this trick of mine seems to have a lot of potential for development..."

"If you can counter the 'finishing touch,' you can also counter other moves..."

"Even the enemy's moves..."

"If I could do that, I would be the true nemesis of martial artists. Any technique based on internal force would be completely ineffective against me..."

The more Xue Jing thought about it, the more promising it seemed!

"However, I was able to resolve the issue because I have an extremely thorough understanding of the Hidden Dragon Flow's energy circulation, which is why I was able to achieve this kind of unraveling effect."

"To neutralize any move, one must have a thorough understanding of the force applied in each move..."

"Furthermore, the speed of dismantling is also a problem. If a bomb that explodes in 0.1 seconds takes more than ten minutes to dismantle, then there's no point in doing so..."

“There’s still a long way to go.”

Xue Jing sighed.

"...However, if this move is truly mastered, then it can be called the 'ultimate technique,' and in the realm of 'techniques,' there should be nothing that can surpass it."

"Ultimate defensive technique... If we think about it the other way around, ultimate defense is also ultimate attack. Being able to neutralize countless forces means that one has reached the ultimate understanding of countless forces."

"If a punch is thrown, it contains countless kinds of force, encompassing all the variations of martial arts in the world. Unless the opponent also has the ability to throw this punch, it will be impossible to block it. This will be the strongest ultimate attack technique in the martial arts field."

"If we were to give these two moves a conceptual name, we should call them—moves that are close to godhood."

"Above that lies the realm of gods, transcending the scope of 'skill'!"

Xue Jing's eyes were bright.

This idea reminded him of a move from a work he had read—Return to Nothingness.

"【True Martial】can still be improved, but the upgrade requirements are..."

Xue Jing looked at the panel and frowned slightly.

[Upgrade Requirements: 167/10000 Experience Points, 1158/1000 Divinity]

Experience points are not a problem; if he works hard, he should be able to get 10,000 experience points in less than ten days.

However, the upgrade requires a thousand divinity points, the same amount required for fusion.

I still don't know how much divinity is required after Lv2...

"Can extraordinary skills be considered superior to divine skills?"

Xue Jing touched his chin.

Upgrading a Divine Skill at Lv1 only requires 100.

The requirements for extraordinary skills are ten times higher than those for divine skills—that's outrageous.

"As expected, the sublimated skill will also be an extraordinary skill, requiring a thousand units of divinity to upgrade..."

Xue Jing felt a bit of a headache.

"In that case, the gap in divinity would be enormous..."

Various divine skills were already in dire need of being developed, and now there are also extraordinary skills that require a large amount of divinity.

"too difficult."

With a sigh, Xue Jing stood up.

In just a moment, he realized something was wrong.

After Zhenwu was activated, he gained an unprecedented level of control over his body, and no abnormality could escape his perception.

His eye level was about 0.3 centimeters lower than before.

"It must be because of [Zhenwu] that changed my physical structure."

Xue Jing thought for a moment, then walked out of the cultivation room, went to the bathroom sink, and looked in the mirror.

Her appearance hasn't changed much, but her body proportions are better.

My wingspan has increased by about ten centimeters, and my legs are also a bit longer.

He reached out and tore open his training clothes, revealing his upper body.

The size and distribution of the muscles are more beautiful than ever before, even more perfect than before.

It is no longer sculpted by God, but God himself.

"good."

Since he was already there, Xue Jing took a quick trip to the restroom before returning to the cultivation room.

As soon as I entered, I saw Zong Shichan's small figure, mopping the floor with a mop.

"Hmm? Shi Chan, what brings you here?"

Xue Jing said casually.

“I’ve been watching the corridor surveillance footage in the monitoring room. When I saw you go to the restroom, I figured you must have finished your training, so I came over.”

As Zong Shichan spoke, she looked up at Xue Jing.

Then her face hardened, and she realized something was wrong.

"Hmm? Master, you've shrunk by 0.3 centimeters, your arm span has increased by 10 centimeters, your legs have grown a little longer, and your figure seems to have changed too."

Xue Jing: "..."

"Just how carefully do you observe me normally?" He twitched the corner of his mouth.

"Hmph." Zong Shichan's small face showed a smug look, with her two tiger teeth showing.

"I've just made a small breakthrough in martial arts," Xue Jing replied casually.

Zong Shichan asked in confusion, "Can a breakthrough in martial arts cause such a drastic change in the body?"

"That's how our Hidden Dragon School works. You won't understand until you've reached a high level."

"Is that so?" Zong Shichan scratched his head, then asked:

"Master, what are we going to practice today?"

Xue Jing thought for a moment and said, "Let's give you a day off today. You can practice the basic Hidden Dragon Technique and Shaking Armor Technique on your own."

The Hidden Dragon Ruyi Force has successfully reached Lv10, and the skill fusion is complete. There's no need to rush to exploit the little apprentice anymore.

Zong Shichan's eyes widened: "Master, are you alright?"

In the past few days, she has been treating Xue Jing as a Spartan-level strict teacher, the kind who trains her to the point of exhaustion unless she dies.

There are actually holidays?

"We martial arts practitioners value a balance between work and rest, and a proper level of relaxation. Blindly practicing will only have the opposite effect. You still have a lot to learn, my foolish disciple."

Xue Jing said earnestly.

“No… I don’t think that’s what it was said before.” Zong Shichan looked bewildered.

"My principles have always been the same," Xue Jing said without changing his expression.

"Is...that so?" Zong Shichan began to doubt herself.

Her extreme adoration for her master even led her to wonder if her previous experiences were hallucinations.

"Then that's settled. You can practice on your own. I have to go now."

Xue Jing coughed lightly and quickened his pace as he walked out of the cultivation room.

……

The next day at noon, Xue Jing was cooking lunch in the kitchen when there was a knock on the door.

"Tuk-tuk-tuk-"

Xue Jing flicked his hands, releasing a little force to shake off the grease, then walked out of the kitchen and opened the front door.

"Brother Xue!"

Outside the door, Ning Yuantai, carrying a high-tech-looking metal box, greeted Xue Jing.

"Oh, it's Yuan Tai. Come in and have a seat," Xue Jing said with a smile.

"I'm cooking, let's eat together later."