"The target mass is approximately 102 kg, and the estimated initial launch velocity is ≥17.5 m/s... The peak velocity may exceed 12000 Newtons... That is, at least one ton of instantaneous explosive force is required..."

"Some bone and muscle densities rapidly increased and then quickly decreased, with overall physical strength increasing to twice its original level in just 0.03 seconds..."

The data is cold and undeniable.

Solo understood, and this also confirmed his observations over the past period:

The knight system in this world is quite different from the internal energy martial arts of the Xuanhuang Martial World.

In Xuanhuang, martial artists consider physical training as the foundation, while internal energy is the root of their power.

A third-rate martial artist can withstand hundreds of kilograms with his bare body alone, and it is common for someone with superior power generation techniques to double the striking force.

For a second-rate martial artist, breaking through the 1,000-jin mark in physical strength is a significant achievement.

As for top-tier masters, they are those who have truly honed their physique to the limits of ordinary people, or even surpassed them.

The saying that one arm can move with the strength of ten thousand pounds is no exaggeration.

The knights Aurora and Barton before us, in their normal state, possess strength far exceeding that of ordinary strongmen.

However, it did not escape the category of "extraordinary mortals".

Compared to the third-rate warriors of Xuanhuang, knights may have their own strengths in terms of endurance and resilience.

However, it does not have an overwhelming advantage in terms of pure explosive power.

What truly sets them apart is the "seed of life" within their bodies.

Once the life energy within the seed is activated, even if it is only a tiny wisp.

Just like what Aurora just did, their physical functions will undergo a qualitative leap in an instant!

The analytical eye clearly captured the moment of the energy burst.

Aurora experienced a brief and dramatic increase in muscle and bone density in her main exertion areas, which then quickly returned to normal levels.

This is a kind of strengthening that works directly on the essence of life from the inside out, which is very different from the internal force mode that is driven by qi and circulates throughout the body.

Internal force is essentially a kind of energy that is attached to the body surface and can even be released and used externally.

For second-rate martial artists, internal energy can be transformed into powerful energy that flows out of the body.

For a martial artist who has just entered the first tier, their internal energy can be transformed into a more profound qi, but its nature is ultimately closer to an "external force".

Once internal energy is exhausted, even a top-tier master will perish.

The slow transformation of the physical body relying solely on internal energy is quite limited; in terms of sheer strength, it amounts to no more than five tons.

If we don't rely on internal energy to protect the body, and only consider the limits of what the flesh and blood can withstand, then...

It would be difficult to even protect itself from the crushing force of the hundred-ton king and the rolling steel coils.

Until the Heavenly Gate is broken and the physical body undergoes a true qualitative change, it is nothing more than a "glass cannon" with immense strength but no substance.

Without internal energy to protect them, no matter how strong their flesh and blood body is, it is difficult to withstand the charge and encirclement of armored cavalry.

Enemies who were once considered worthless can now take their lives.

When internal energy is depleted, even light-footed movements and agility are severely hampered.

What was once a simple matter of scaling walls and leaping through the air could become a fall due to exhaustion.

It is no laughing matter that a martial arts master can fall due to a misstep.

Therefore, regardless of their level, most internal energy cultivation methods prioritize "long and continuous breath circulation".

A qualified and superior internal skill can be practiced even if the practitioner has no time to practice during battle.

It also requires that even a slight distraction is enough to sustain a simple, non-stop dashing run day and night.

Life energy, however, is entirely different.

Judging from appearances alone, its enhancement to the physical body is far greater than that of internal energy.

This also aligns better with the original meaning of the term "internal strength".

It is a force that originates from life and acts deep within the flesh and blood.

Life energy seems to be able to "optimize" or even "reconstruct" the material basis of parts of the body in an instant.

The body is temporarily forged into high-strength steel, thus unleashing power far exceeding normal levels.

However, every wrongdoing comes at a price.

A martial artist's weakness is that once their internal energy is exhausted, their strength is greatly reduced. Even the most outstanding martial artists find it difficult to overcome this weakness.

Even cultivators are the same; once their magical power is exhausted, they can say that seven or eight tenths of their strength is gone.

Does that mean the power of the knight has no hidden dangers? That's impossible.

Thinking of this, Solo couldn't help but look at the knight's waist.

A small metal or leather clip with a slot hangs from the knight's belt.

The knights around him were dressed differently, but they all shared one characteristic: either on their waist or on their chest...

Inside each tube were two or three transparent crystal or glass tubes, each about the thickness of a finger, securely inserted.

Inside the tube sloshed about the vibrant green "life potion".

This medicine is clearly the key to replenishing what is "consumed" and repairing what may be "worn out".

The viscount's fury over the substandard potion stemmed from this—it directly shook the foundation of his military force.

Moreover, life potions must be very expensive and completely controlled by something; at least the Viscount Fran's territory does not have the ability to produce life potions independently.

A wizard's creation?

This is often the case, which is why knights have always been extremely cautious about frequently and thoroughly stimulating the energy of the life seed.

Not only because the explosive power of the seed of life, though powerful, will inevitably cause some kind of overdraft, which will put a deep burden and wear on the body's foundation.

Furthermore, because the life potion is so expensive, even the Viscount family, backed by the entire Fjord Island, cannot purchase too many.

Therefore, their daily training focuses on steadily strengthening their physical foundation through breathing techniques and honing their combat skills through repeated practice.

Never let the "seed of life" burn out completely unless it is a matter of life and death or a necessary moment.

"Well done, Brother Aurora." Solo's voice rang out at the right time, attracting everyone's attention.

"Watching this makes my hands itch! How about we compare swordsmanship without using that kind of power? Give me a couple of pointers?"

Barton dusted himself off, glared at Aurora, and then turned to Solo with a smile:

"Young Master Solo is interested? It would be good for him to stretch his muscles."

"Aurora! Did you hear me? If you dare use the same tactics you used on me again, I'll make sure you're lying in bed drinking porridge for the next three days!"

Aurora immediately straightened her back: "Yes, Instructor! It's purely a swordsmanship contest; we will not use the seed energy!"

The two selected unsharpened training swords of similar length and weight from the weapon rack.

They stood facing each other, holding their swords and bowing.

Solo took a deep breath, his gaze becoming focused.

His two months of wilderness experience allowed him to naturally abandon many of the flashy but impractical techniques that young people like to use.

Sword Wind, returning to its former form, tends towards simplicity, directness, and efficiency, carrying a ruthlessness honed through real combat.

He took the initiative, stepping forward and thrusting his longsword like a venomous snake out of its hole, aiming straight for Aurora's center with considerable speed.

Aurora's eyes narrowed, but she didn't take the hit head-on. Instead, she nimbly slid to the side, drawing an arc with her longsword.

By attaching himself to Solo's sword and drawing it outwards, he executed a standard parrying technique in knightly swordsmanship.

"clang!"

The two swords clashed, producing a crisp, metallic clang.

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