Chapter 85: Watch Carefully, This Is How You Punch

【Name: Rena】

【Age: 20】

【Race: Pure-blooded Witch (Tiger-person template)】

【Rank: Elite Witch】

【Talent: King of Beasts (SSR), Beast Intuition (SR), Tiger King Battle Body (SR)....】

【Specialty: Body of a Thousand Hammers (SR), Killing Impulse (SR), Strength Amplification (SR)......】

【Skill: Tiger Secret Fist Technique (SR), Battle Method Enhancement Mastery (SR).....】

【Total Mana: 250,000 Mana】

And then the three-dimensional... *pfft*, the six-dimensional data.

【Strength: A】

【Speed: B】

【Physique: B】

【Spirit: B】

【Inspiration: B】

【Precision: C】

As a rigorous witch of the Path of Omniscience, Dorothy was accustomed to organizing the memories in her mind into categories. Therefore, after confirming the identity of the person who came, this character familiarity table, which she had roughly calculated based on Alice's descriptions in the past, surfaced.

Because it was just an estimate, not a precise measurement like a personal ID card, the data on this mission card couldn't be 100% accurate. But Alice had fought this Sister Rena more than once, and the little witch's most recent data was from two months ago.

This way, this character card should be close enough. After all, in this short summer vacation, the other party's strength wouldn't have a qualitative leap, at most just some minor improvements.

It was just that, was it really worthy of being the second seat of the Armed Society? This attribute table was truly quite luxurious, especially that long row of nearly twenty talents and specialties. This made Dorothy feel very envious, jealous, and hateful.

Damn it, these witches with good aptitude are truly infuriating. Not only do they come with more gacha chances from the womb, but they can also be willful with their mana later on, evolving the specialties they need to their heart's content. Why don't they have to be as stifled as me?

Recalling her own pitiful three innate talents, and then thinking about her usual stingy self who didn't dare to waste mana to evolve specialties and could only try every possible way to "freeload" everywhere, Dorothy was so sour that tears almost fell.

Hmph, so what if your mana aptitude is good? Don't think that just because you have a lot of mana you can do whatever you want. After I finish this job and earn money, I'll let you see what it means to be truly able to do whatever you want when you're rich.

High-end ingredients, hurry up and replenish my mana.

Fortunately, although Dorothy had fewer talents and specialties, their quality was decent—enough to be worth ten or so of others'. This could be seen from her own luxurious six-dimensional attribute talent chart.

The ratings for a witch's six-dimensional attribute talent chart, from low to high, are E, D, C, B, A, S, SS, SSS, and EX.

It was just that, in fact, for an average witch, an attribute rating reaching A was already quite remarkable. S-level and above ratings belonged to the realm of big shots, generally only reachable by top-tier Grand Witches and above.

After all, these basic attribute ratings could only be improved through corresponding talents and specialties; there was no other way.

If you stayed in the Witch World for a long time, you would find that very few witches went running or exercising. This was because human exercise was too inefficient for them.

A witch's physical fitness was mainly related to her total mana and six-dimensional talents. For every 1 mana a witch gained, this 1 mana would also provide a corresponding basic attribute bonus to the witch based on the rating of her six-dimensional talents.

Generally speaking, it was about E: 1, D: 2, C: 4, B: 8, A: 16, S: 32...

And this was just the basic bonus; it didn't prevent you from using enhancement magic on top of it. These could all be stacked, which was why witches could eat, drink, and play every day without ever exercising, yet possess powerful physiques that other races might not be able to train even if they trained to death.

Of course, this didn't mean that exercise was completely useless for witches. In fact, it was still useful, and very useful. After all, there were quite a few specialties that could be acquired through acquired training, such as the Body of a Thousand Hammers (SR) possessed by the black tiger lady in front of her.

This was a powerful specialty that could simultaneously enhance all six-dimensional attribute talents. The way to acquire it was also quite simple: as long as you didn't train yourself to death, just train until you die. When you trained your physique to a certain level, you could first acquire the lower-level specialty of Body of a Hundred Refinements (R), continuing to train would lead to the Body of a Thousand Hammers (SR), and going a step further would lead to the Body of Ten Thousand Forgings (SSR).

This series of specialties had always been powerful and had no threshold for acquisition; as long as you were a witch and willing to endure hardship, it should logically be very popular. But in fact...

Hmm, still the same saying: although witches possessed powerful strength, their nature remained human, and human nature is lazy and hates hardship.

Dorothy had actually wanted to "freeload" this series of specialties at the beginning, but after training hard for a period of time, she found that this damn thing required draining all her strength and breaking through her limits every time. Breaking through the limit 100 times counted as a hundred refinements, 1,000 times was a thousand hammers, and 10,000 times was ten thousand forgings.

Consequently, after trying it once, she gave up.

This wasn't because she was afraid of the pain during the process of draining herself and then breaking through.

Hmm, really not.

The main reason was that her innate six-dimensional panel was too high—so high that she didn't even know where her limit was. After trying to run with weights without mana enhancement, running for seven days and seven nights, breaking several treadmills, yet not sweating a drop and not feeling tired at all, Dorothy realized.

This series of specialties might be something she would never be able to obtain.

Sigh, sometimes having too strong a physique is really a kind of trouble.

In short, the six-dimensional attribute ratings and talents/specialties were complementary. Talents/specialties would increase the rating of the six-dimensional attributes, and a high six-dimensional attribute rating would lower the threshold for those talents/specialties that were originally difficult to evolve—that is, the "discount" treatment Dorothy enjoyed when freeloading those two specialties.

So, looking at Miss Rena's attribute panel now, one would know she was truly strong. A 1A 4B 1C six-dimensional attribute panel was simply not a panel a student who hadn't graduated should have, especially that Strength A, which already indicated the terrifying absolute strength of this black tiger lady.

And this was a ruthless person who had trained the Body of a Thousand Hammers. There was no need to doubt her fighting will; if she could be that ruthless to herself, she would surely be even more ruthless to her enemies.

This was undoubtedly a strong person, and it served that foolish sister of hers right to be beaten up in various ways by the other party.

It was just a pity...

"I heard you are very good at close combat, especially liking to compete with others in strength. Hmm, this body is really fit; the muscles are well-trained. It is indeed the physique a strength-type player should have."

Dorothy stepped forward.

A second ago, she was hundreds of meters away from this black tiger witch, but the next second, the Dragon Witch's figure had already appeared beside Rena. She even reached out and lightly poked the abs on the lower abdomen of this wild beauty, who was dressed quite scantily, and commented as such.

One had to say, she really envied such beautiful abs. If she could, she wanted them too. When she was a shut-in male in her past life, she really envied people with abs. It was just a pity that in this life, she seemed to still only be able to envy them.

No way, still the same saying: her physique was too strong, exercise had no effect at all. She couldn't train abs, and that slender waist that could be gripped in one hand couldn't be thickened no matter how she trained. It always remained as white, tender, and slender as a white snake, always smooth and soft.

Rena: "....."

Because she was thinking of obeying the first seat's instructions, the black tiger witch, who had originally prepared to defend as much as possible and stall for time, was startled by the touch on her lower abdomen. The big cat-girl's fur stood on end in an instant.

Damn it, how did she get over here? I didn't see it at all.

The fit black tiger lady was shocked in her heart. She had never encountered such a bizarre situation before. She subconsciously wanted to punch back, but...

A finger lightly held up the punch she threw, making it difficult for this full-force punch to advance even an inch.

This bizarre scene made the big cat-girl's pupils shrink. Although now, due to the suppression of the array, she only had about 13,000 mana to use, the punch she just threw still had the power to instantly destroy a building. How could such a punch be caught by a single finger?

Uh, no, it seemed this scene wasn't the first time. Rena remembered the scene when she first threw a punch at the society president years ago. That time, the president also used a single finger to catch her full-force punch and commented on her like this.

"Your punch has strength, but the force is too scattered. It looks like it can break buildings and shatter mountains, but in reality, the force is scattered everywhere. At least 50% of your strength is wasted."

A voice rang in Rena's ear, making the black tiger witch subconsciously nod.

Yes, yes, yes, that was how the previous president commented on her. It was just that that time it was said that 70% was scattered. Now that only 50% was scattered, it seemed I had improved.

She had just thought this, but immediately froze.

That's not right. Didn't the president not come yet? Then who was the one who spoke just now?

Rena looked up in horror at the opponent in front of her, who was wrapped up tightly and looked like she didn't want to show her face.

She clearly saw the terrifying opponent who was blocking her attack with one finger slowly raise her other free hand, then merge her five fingers, make a fist, and smash down.

"Watch carefully, this is actually how you punch."

This was the last sentence Rena heard while she still had consciousness.

Of course, she didn't just watch herself get hit without fighting back. She also threw a punch with all her might to counter.

It was just that, the moment the two fists collided, the black tiger witch's face changed instantly.

She knew she couldn't take this punch.

Incomparably terrifying power came from the opposite side. That power was so condensed, as if twisted into a strand like a hemp rope, and spiraled forward like a drill, with the force of a bamboo being split.

And Rena's own punch was like waves crashing against a reef compared to the opponent. The waves looked imposing, but after the waves passed, the reef stood unmoved, while the waves were split in two.

So, this punch smashed her finger bones in an incomparably domineering way, tore her arm, and then heavily smashed into her face, which was full of astonishment, letting her finally hear the sound of something cracking.

*Boom...... *

Accompanied by this loud noise, Rena, who was still standing, suddenly changed her race template, turning from a big cat-girl into a headless knight. The headless torso still maintained the posture of standing and fighting back, but the beautiful cat-head on the neck, which was originally full of wild vitality, had disappeared.

And if one looked back along the neck position where not even blood flowed out, at a sand dune at least several thousand meters away at the same height, a small tunnel penetrated by a fist shape was clearly revealed.

Soon, this fist-print tunnel was buried by the collapsing quicksand, and the headless corpse finally fell. In the arena, which seemed to have been muted, only one voice rang out.

"It's a pity, it seems the power of a tiger is ultimately no match for a dragon."

"Then hurry up, next one. Or if you are all at this level, then come together."

Dorothy calmly withdrew her fist and said so.

"I think I might be able to fight eleven."

..... Shut-in witch acting wantonly..... ===== CHAPTER 86 =====