Douluo Continent: Invincible Physical Body, I Became a God with a Mortal Form

A group of well-dressed, arrogant aristocratic students stood on the second floor, looking down at Wang Shuo and his group.

The young man at the head of the group looked at the students with disdain and immediately let out a sneer.

"So you're just a bunch of poor wretches who can't even afford decent clothes. You think you're worthy to eat in the same cafeteria as us?"

"That young girl is quite pretty, but unfortunately she's a lowly commoner. Why don't you become my slave, and I'll guarantee you a lifetime of wealth and luxury! Hahahaha!"

"And that blockhead kid, I bet his muscles are all in his head."

These sarcastic remarks made Wang Shuo's face darken, and his anger surged.

Xiao Wu was naturally strong-willed, and she couldn't tolerate such an insult.

She stomped her right foot on the ground, leaped onto the table, her face flushed with anger, and shouted, "What right do you have to swear at me! Watch your mouths!"

"Oh, the little girl is angry!" The noblemen burst into laughter.

"What, you're not happy? This is our territory, you bunch of lowly people, get out!" the young man shouted, showing no mercy whatsoever.

"Damn it, I'm going to kill you today!"

Wang Sheng was the first to rush forward, angrily swinging his fist at the nobleman's son who was laughing the loudest.

Conflict is imminent.

The two groups of people immediately rushed forward and started fighting. Xiao Wu even took a step forward and charged towards the noble children on the second floor.

Wang Shuo's eyes were cold and sharp. With a slight movement, he rushed into the crowd, his powerful body knocking several noblemen's sons flying.

Just as the nobles in the hall were about to swarm and deal with the group of ungrateful work-study students, a stern voice resounded throughout the entire dining hall.

"Stop! Fighting is prohibited in the cafeteria!"

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw Yu Xiaogang standing at the door, his serious gaze sweeping over everyone present.

At this, all the students in the cafeteria stopped what they were doing and greeted him in fearful tones, "Greetings, Master!"

Yu Xiaogang ignored them, glanced at the fallen student, looked at Wang Shuo in the crowd, and finally focused his gaze on Tang San, his expression softening slightly.

"Little San, come have dinner with me. I have something to tell you," Yu Xiaogang invited, his tone full of affection and intimacy.

Tang San shook his head slightly, politely declining, "Thank you, teacher, but I'll eat with my roommates instead."

Yu Xiaogang nodded slowly. He knew that Tang San needed to make some friends, so he left after saying a few words.

"Go ahead, wait for me at the cafeteria entrance after you finish eating."

After saying that, he went straight up to the second floor.

The conflict subsided temporarily. The nobles were very wary of Yu Xiaogang's identity and dared not cause any more trouble. They all dispersed on their own.

"Tang San, why do you call him teacher? Did you become his disciple?" Wang Sheng asked with a puzzled expression.

Tang San nodded slightly, a hint of pride on his face.

"Ah! You must have been deceived by him. This is not a master at all, just a theoretical master who freeloads at the academy." Wang Sheng hurriedly revealed Yu Xiaogang's true colors.

Tang San's face darkened at this moment. Although he was a man of few words, he had great respect for those who were kind to him.

He stared coldly at Wang Sheng and warned, "He is my teacher, and I don't want to hear you insult him. Otherwise, don't blame me for being impolite!"

Wang Sheng paused for a moment, then pursed his lips and said nothing more.

Tang San looked displeased. After greeting Xiao Wu, he turned and left the cafeteria.

Wang Shuo shook his head as he watched this scene, then patted Wang Sheng on the shoulder and laughed, "Don't be shy, it's my treat today, eat more later."

Afterwards, Wang Shuo treated the group to a lavish lunch. When it came time to pay the bill, Wang Shuo looked down and found that his wallet was almost half empty.

His lips twitched involuntarily, his heart bleeding.

After eating and drinking his fill, Wang Shuo bid farewell to the others and went alone to the back mountain of Notting Academy, a secluded and quiet place that was perfect for cultivation.

He found a flat spot, sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and began to recall the details of his recent fight with Tang San.

Tang San remained extremely calm during the battle, demonstrating precise timing in his attacks and masterful control over his footwork and techniques.

His actions flashed through Wang Shuo's mind, and through repeated recollection, Wang Shuo felt he benefited greatly. He could feel his combat experience increasing little by little.

Wang Shuo studied for a whole afternoon, and after dinner, he continued to cultivate in the back mountain.

Through analyzing Tang San and Xiao Wu's combat skills, he realized that relying solely on brute force and soul skills was far from enough. He needed to master a powerful combat technique to stand at the pinnacle of strength.

"I remember an anime mentioned the strongest ultimate fighting technique in the universe, which focuses on maximizing the body's potential," Wang Shuo said, recalling an anime he watched as a child.

"Yes! It's the Eight Extremes Heaven, a combat technique that can only be mastered by honing one's physical potential in extreme environments!"

At this moment, Wang Shuo seemed to have found his direction in cultivation, his eyes filled with longing for the future.

The Eight Extremes Heaven has eight forms: Bursting Foot, Breaking Sheath, Devouring Evil, Trembling Blade, Shaking Mountain, Painting Flower, Falling Listening, and Escaping Breath.

These are the versions of moves he knows. He remembers there were other different versions, but the moves in them all had similarities.

Of course, there are also self-created moves, such as Milon's sword-cutting technique.

Wang Shuo simply wanted to imitate the training methods of Bajitian and the concept behind its self-created moves.

Having found a direction for his cultivation, Wang Shuo was already filled with excitement. He wanted to create these techniques through cultivation.

With such top-notch fighting skills, Wang Shuo was confident that it could rival Tang San's Xuan Tian Gong.

He slowly opened his eyes, a resolute glint in them.

Since you've decided to cultivate the Eight Extremes Heaven, you can't just blindly practice. You must clarify the moves, principles, and training direction one by one, and formulate a complete and feasible cultivation plan.

Wang Shuo sat cross-legged, his fingertips lightly touching the ground, slowly outlining the veins of the Eight Extremes Heaven on the soil.

Bajitian emphasizes the combination of speed and destructive power, using extreme environments to temper and master the body's potential.

The first two moves focus on burst damage and offensive cutting, the middle three moves focus on survivability, armor penetration, and crowd control, and the last three moves enhance pursuit, perception, and self-healing.

First is the foundation of the Eight Extremes Heaven: the first move, Explosive Foot.

This is the starting point of Bajitian and the foundation of all high-speed moves. Its core is extreme explosive power and the technique of instant step.

Without the explosive kick, all the subsequent moves are just empty shells.

Next comes the full set of the second main attack.

Breaking the sheath, flashing the sword, thunderous blade strikes, and swirling clouds—these are the sharpest moves of the Eight Extremes Heaven, specializing in cutting, assault, and combos.

Its characteristics are speed, accuracy, ruthlessness, and leaving no room for error.

Further on are the third to eighth forms, which he has not yet practiced. He can only judge and practice them based on the words.

Wang Shuo took a deep breath and incorporated the positioning and characteristics of these six styles into his long-term plan.