Chapter 240

"Pain! Too painful……"

In the VIP ward of the First People's Hospital, Lin Xiong bared his teeth, his face twisted.

Jiang Shijie and Wu Yong beside him felt their hair stand on end; it was too torturous.

Two burly male nurses in white were seen, one hugging Lin Xiong's arm, the other applying medicine.

Cotton swabs dipped in purple liquid, smeared on the skin surface presenting a charred black color.

Like pouring a bowl of water into a hot oil pan, the already stiff dead skin crackled and burst, turning into fine powder.

"Good, it's not a very serious problem. Your flesh vitality has been suppressed, causing slow recovery of injuries; rest well these few days, eat more high-energy nutrients."

The male nurse said in a coarse voice.

The deep, resonant voice made Lin Xiong, held tightly by the arm in intimate proximity, want to cry but have no tears.

A local Hengzhou hospital, how are the angels in white like this?

Each one broad-shouldered and thick-waisted, even more formidable than himself!

"Looking quite tall and sturdy, how come you scream in pain just from applying medicine? Sissy!"

The other male nurse finished applying medicine, threw the disposable utensils into the trash can, and casually slapped Lin Xiong's butt, startling the latter into a jolt.

"Cannot touch water for three hours, cannot move your hand again, otherwise scars easily form."

Only after the two wolf-like, tiger-like male nurses left did Jiang Shijie and Wu Yong dare to breathe heavily.

Just now they were afraid of showing presence, drawing fire for Lin Xiong.

"Lao Lin truly has 'no shallow romantic fortune'."

Wu Yong spoke first to joke.

"Scram to the side!"

Lin Xiong glared with bull eyes, cursing:

"That kid is too insidious. At first it felt like nothing, relying on life force operation could self-heal, but the more it went the more wrong it became, numb and itchy, arm couldn't lift strength……"

After he lost to Qin Shi, he originally wanted Hai La to deploy a medical kit, simply treat the injuries.

Result discovered that Professional-level life force actually could not heal the charred flesh, make it regrow.

No matter how Lin Xiong exercised his power, that injury was like a blocked river channel, difficult to dredge.

You should know, after breaking through to Professional level, the flesh vitality index reaches a peak value, greatly increasing life force purity.

A powerful Professional, even if an arm is chopped off, can complete limb regeneration.

Even if the heart is crushed, can maintain a certain survival duration.

But Qin Shi's that punch, thoroughly injured Lin Xiong, making him lose the Professional-level mortal body's self-healing effect.

Realizing the seriousness of the problem, Jiang Shijie immediately contacted the best hospital in the Tai'an Region.

After various instrument examinations, discovered it was a false alarm.

Qin Shi's that "sure-kill technique" penetrated the Professional Domain, broke the Pure Steel Whale Armor, and by the way used an extremely tyrannical method to "exterminate" part of the flesh's vigorous vitality, so it caused this situation.

"You must be careful! Lao Lin his horizontal training hard skill, placed in the Professional Army is also a number one famous named figure, he couldn't even block it!"

Wu Yong's expression was solemn, seriously reminding.

"Scholar talking nonsense? I was careless! Didn't guard against! Had I known that kid was this insidious, I would have directly opened a hundred percent defensive posture……"

Lin Xiong said resentfully.

"I have a count in my heart."

Jiang Shijie stopped this pair of "enemies" daily bickering, he stared carefully at Lin Xiong's that charred arm.

"Qin Shi his 'Bing Fa Combat Method' should have about eighty layers or so, lethality initially showing clues.

I heard the Division Commander say, in unarmed close combat this piece, the Fourth War Corps is king. Without wearing armor, taking two punches from them and you have to lie down; if playing for keeps, the ending is even more miserable."

Wu Yong however was not too convinced, he is the Seventh War Corps' Iron-blooded Member, most cannot stand hearing this:

"Star Era's large corps operations, who plays fist-to-flesh with you! Old Jiang without armor, all because considering that kid is a minor, didn't want to use Zhanshi training quality to crush him."

Lin Xiong opened his mouth, he recalled the middle-aged man encountered at the Nanhuang Dao Guan doorway.

Looking ordinary, yet had a trace of familiar aura only corps-serving soldiers could perceive.

That kind of flavor crawled out from a sea of blood!

"I feel……"

Lin Xiong hesitated.

"Lie down properly! I'll tell the Head Nurse later, you this person manic, have post-war psychological problems, let her arrange a few more male nurses for you!"

Wu Yong laughing and joking on one side, pulling Jiang Shijie away on the other.

"Scholar, your mother……"

Lin Xiong was so angry his mouth corner almost crooked, yet also helpless, could only greet a few sentences, obediently follow doctor's orders.

……

……

The next two days, Qin Shi did not step out of the quiet chamber half a step.

Entering Professional Domain, mortal body hundred bones brand new, no longer the original flesh form.

Qin Shi after completing breakthrough, produced a kind of strange illusion, as the pointer continuously moved and turned, he seemed to become stronger and stronger.

This speed far exceeds cultivation growth!

"The taste of becoming Professional-level, unexpectedly is this wonderful."

Qin Shi's eyes revealed an intoxicated color, he deeply believed nothing in this world's entertainment enjoyment could surpass this moment.

If expressed in data, his head top should emit streaks of halos representing upgrade, experience bars filled one after another, continuously "ding ding ding" sounding.

"All power, all comprehension, are being absorbed."

Qin Shi closed his eyes, the Ru Shen Ti roaring as if running at maximum power, as if welcoming the New Life Stage; the unrestrained flesh vitality was all crushed, pulverized, refined.

This process lasted a long time, often taking several hours to condense a trace of "Essence."

Like a faint glimmer, it swiftly merged into the Perfect Core that unified the mortal body's bones, making it ever brighter.

As the "fusion" deepened, various anomalies began to appear.

Under inner vision, Qin Shi saw his blood become heavy and congealed, each drop round like mercury, its hue gradually turning brilliant gold.

With every gesture and movement, surging like a vast ocean!

Immediately after, his entire skeleton became denser, like a rough blank struck by a heavy hammer, shedding many iron scrap impurities, then washed out of the body by blood and Qi.

Cycling repeatedly without stop, the strength of this flesh body increased several times over.

It could be said that unless a battalion-scale firepower was deployed for large-scale coverage strikes,

otherwise, armored tanks, airships, and great cannons could no longer threaten Qin Shi at his peak stage.

"Pity, still unable to fully master the 'Trait.'"

Qin Shi cultivated silently, without sleep or rest, immersing himself in a wondrous state, unwilling to end it.

By the third day, morning light shone through the broken, hole-ridden doors and windows, bundles of thumb-sized light pillars falling onto the wooden floor.

Fine dust floated in the air, with a "pop," invisible pressure spread out.

With a "whoosh," the dust was brushed away.

Qin Shi slowly opened his eyes, his pupils holding two rings of white-gold light, gradually condensing into a point, exuding an awe-inspiring, overbearing breath.

That was the main cultivation of the "Bing Fa Combat Method" combined with several other inheritances, finally achieving the perfect effect of balanced unification.

The motionless mortal body bones, tempered for three days and reaching the limit, finally rose.

Casual movements caused the air to erupt with visible, fierce ripples.

The doors and windows of the quiet chamber were struck and instantly shattered into pieces, like clusters of hidden weapons shot out, deeply penetrating the rockery outside the house.

"Full of vitality, all things competing to flourish... even the Membrane Pass Great Limit is about to break."

Qin Shi smiled with satisfaction.

The fifth New Life was approaching.

Perhaps it could help him break open the door to the seventh stage.

"Xiao Qin Shidi."

Old Yu stood gracefully outside the courtyard, her braid hanging down before her chest.

"Fish Senior Sister."

Qin Shi turned around, his loose practice robe rippling with waves, the muscles of his near-perfect state contracting, making him appear leaner and more upright.

Like a protruding strange peak, towering high, horizontally suppressing all directions.

His chest rose and fell slightly, his breathing rhythm like silent thunder shaking space, bursting forth with "boom boom" loud sounds.

"I fear few would believe you've only entered the Professional Level for less than three days."

Old Yu's eyes showed unusual colors, both joy and praise.

As the most outstanding student of Southwest United, she had seen geniuses like fish and shrimp in rivers and seas, countless in number.

Every student who crossed the threshold of the Four Great National Universities and received an admission notice was a heaven's pride of that Administrative New Star.

But among top students there were also high and low.

Yet Old Yu always remained in the front ranks, her talent far surpassing others, always looking down on her peers from a superior viewpoint.

"On the Southwest United school forum, many say you rejected the olive branch thrown by the Four Great National Universities, that you are ignorant of the immensity of heaven and earth, and will surely regret it for life."

Old Yu smiled serenely, stepping gracefully forward, entering the quiet chamber, coming before Qin Shi.

This Xiao Qin Shidi seems to have grown taller again?

She raised her head and smiled gently:

"I don't think so. Xiao Qin Shidi doesn't need the Four Great National Universities to gild you, but the Four Great National Universities will definitely regret missing you."

Qin Shi was not humble; from the moment he entered the Professional Level, he felt he was only one step away from He Lanchan and Qi Wuxiang.

"Fish Senior Sister."

"Mm."

Old Yu gazed at Qin Shi.

The latter's breathing was like scorching light smoke, unconsciously drifting over.

"I will win for you to see."

Qin Shi's gaze was firm, his tone calm, as if stating an inevitable fact about to happen.

"This battle has received some extra attention, but I never thought Xiao Qin Shidi would lose."

Old Yu smiled at the corner of her mouth, her voice gentle, like a warm spring breeze.

……

……

"Old Jiang, give me a straight answer—exactly how confident are you?"

Wu Yong jumped down from the military car that had picked them up and asked in a low voice.

"Around seventy percent."

Jiang Shijie answered honestly.

This was by no means looking down on Qin Shi, but an answer that only came from extreme respect.

No matter how he analyzed or deduced, he could not think of a reason for his own defeat.

Even an Active Consciousness Entity like Hai La, the "Brain" relied upon by the military.

After precise calculations by the large model, the probability of Jiang Shijie winning was directly obtained at over eighty percent.

The possibility of a draw is fifty percent.

As for defeat?

Less than fifteen percent.

"Then that's good."

Wu Yong sighed in relief.

He watched the scene before him: long guns and short cannons gathered outside the Nanhuang Dao Guan doors, crowds packed three layers deep inside and out, blocking the street so vehicles couldn't pass.

The Seventh War Corps Wind Scythe Sequence Army versus the Nanhuang Daoist Hall Disciple.

For such an explosive matchup, once word leaked, it would naturally attract countless media.

They rushed over like fish swarming for food, scrambling to uncover sensational news that would catch the eye.

"It's all Old Lin's fault—he went to the hospital, his identity information wasn't hidden, and was dug up layer by layer... turned out like this, and what's this called private sparring!"

Wu Yong complained.

He deeply knew everyone had their stance and identity, an "attribute" inherent within them, unavoidable by anyone.

Once Jiang Shijie and Qin Shi's sparring escalated into a "duel" in the public eye, its meaning would be entirely different.

"No matter."

Jiang Shijie shook his head, parting the dense crowd like cleaving waves.

No matter how hard media reporters dug for news, they wouldn't dare violate War Corps regulations.

If Lin Xiong hadn't been hospitalized and forgotten to have Hai La activate confidentiality measures, none of this could have happened.

"Who is he?"

"How would I know! He's a War Corps Sequence Army member! His identity is strictly protected!"

"Only know there's a Lin, these two don't know."

"To enter the Sequence Army, he should be Professional level, right? The Nanhuang Dao Guan Disciple hasn't broken through yet, this fight doesn't seem very suspenseful."

"Maybe another wonderful show of breaking through the Professional Barrier will be staged..."

The swarming media reporters whispered among themselves, but none raised their cameras.

Without official permission, leaking image content of active War Corps soldiers.

Is a grave crime!

They'll report it later; at most they'll capture Jiang Shijie's back, then give it a headline like 【War Corps Vanguard VS Old Martial Proud Sun】.

"Too bad we can't go in."

Someone watched Jiang Shijie step up the stairs, his tone full of regret.

For such an explosive headline, if there were on-site video, it could directly push the heat to the max.

"What beautiful dreams! The Dao Guan is a place not subject to Enforcement Authority interference; even if you hold a Patrol Department arrest warrant, you can't get through the door!"

Someone mocked.

The Nanhuang Dao Guan's great doors were pushed open.

Old Ren ignored the black mass of media reporters and the onlookers.

He turned sideways, reached out, and welcomed Jiang Shijie and Wu Yong inside.

Then snapped his fingers.

He had Xuan Ming expand the domain beyond the street; with a crackle of sparks, drones hidden everywhere malfunctioned and fell.

Not every media outlet knew how to follow the rules; paparazzi from third-rate tabloids always used any means necessary.

"Please rest assured, today's sparring will absolutely not spread outside, causing any reputation impact to your corps."

Old Ren gave his pledge.

But these words falling into Jiang Shijie and Wu Yong's ears sounded exceptionally grating.

"Also please the Nanhuang Dao Guan not to worry; the Seventh War Corps likewise won't take such an insignificant victory 'battle result' seriously—everything is friendly exchange, hoping your hall's disciple can get sufficient tempering from me."

Jiang Shijie met force with force, his words sharp.

Old Ren said no more; as for verbal sparring, the Nanhuang Dao Guan never liked it much.

Since Third Senior Sister had determined Little Qin Shidi would win, then he would firmly believe it.

"Please wait here a moment."

Old Ren led the two to the front courtyard; after Xuan Ming expanded the domain, this place became a broad open space, enough to contain the impact aftermath of two Professionals.

"Old Jiang! Don't hold back, crank up the intensity..."

Wu Yong said, clenching his fist.

But before his words landed, a domineering and overbearing momentum rushed in, making this Seventh War Corps reconnaissance vanguard's brow jump violently, sensing danger!

Boom boom boom, like a rampaging mammoth trampling the ground, amid an illusory tremor acting on the spirit, Qin Shi in red training clothes walked into the front courtyard unhurriedly.

Loose but not baggy clothing, flame patterns on collar and cuffs; the Vermilion Bird's wings, poised to fly, extended from the hem to his back, forming a raised red sun.

"Nanhuang Dao Guan, Qin Shi."

"Please instruct me."

The youth in black hair and red clothes, gaze restrained, looked over from afar.

But that invisible and heavy terrifying pressure was like mountains collapsing, lightning intersecting, rapidly expanding from within ten meters around him, directly crossing over a hundred meters away!

Compared to when he first entered Professional level, Qin Shi's strength had significantly increased again.

"He... doesn't look like someone who just entered Professional Realm!"

Wu Yong's scalp went numb, as if seeing a ghost.

Can this breakthrough speed really be possessed by humans?

At least it should take ten days or half a month to consolidate the foundation!

"Seventh War Corps Wind Scythe Sequence Army, Jiang Shijie……"

Jiang Shijie's answer had just landed when that invisible field, heavy beyond measure, almost enough to crush an ordinary person's bones and muscles to powder, surged again!

Like a raging flood, wanton and unrestrained, sweeping away everything!

"This kid's specialty trait is actually the most ordinary and common……"

Jiang Shijie's eyes showed astonishment, somewhat surprised.

"Enhancement?"

(Chapter End)