Chapter 219: You Forced Me to Say It

You must know, the defensive capability of an Elite-level Fierce Beast is only slightly stronger than a heavy tank.

Even if hit by a 150mm howitzer shell, there would be a threat to its life.

And the power of a 150mm howitzer shell can only penetrate a concrete wall over 1 meter thick; the yield strength and ductility of steel plate are far stronger than concrete, not to mention five times the thickness.

Therefore, if an Elite-level Fierce Beast were to take this arrow within a hundred meters, being penetrated is almost a certainty.

It is just that the amount of True Qi consumed by this move is truly too much; it is estimated that if it were a Martial Artist at the Vein Refining Late Stage, using it once would already reach their limit.

"True Qi amount, the amount of True Qi is truly the more the better."

Lu Yu could not help but sigh, deeply feeling the helplessness of insufficient True Qi; even though he had learned such a Powerful Skill, he could not use it because he lacked enough True Qi. He looked at the remaining Experience Value, which at this moment was only three or four hundred points left.

"Let's stop here for now."

Lu Yu thought to himself; compared to Experience Value, he was currently more lacking in Potential Points.

Therefore, he felt there was no need to rush out to hunt; taking advantage of these two days, he would use his Potential Points to break his True Qi through to one thousand points, and it would be best if he could reach three thousand!

By that time, he would be able to continue deep into the Wasteland to hunt Elite-level Fierce Beasts.

"Before that, I must first change my bow," he pondered to himself.

Now his strength was nearly 7000 points, and his pure muscular strength reached seventy thousand catties; a bow with a draw weight of ten thousand catties was truly too light for him, and it could no longer bring out the strength he should have.

Lu Yu entered the mall and searched carefully among the numerous products.

He discovered that the types of bows in the mall were indeed numerous, among which there was no lack of those with a draw weight of one hundred thousand catties or more, though the prices were basically all above ten million.

As for bows with a draw weight of over ten thousand catties but under one hundred thousand catties, the prices were between several hundred thousand and ten million.

Lu Yu's gaze finally landed on a bow with a draw weight of seventy thousand catties, which, along with the accompanying ten arrows, was priced at five million.

"This price is not expensive," Lu Yu thought to himself.

After all, counting the twenty percent discount, the actual cost to him would only be four million.

If Kang Yuan and the others heard Lu Yu say this, they would likely be so shocked they would spit out a mouthful of old blood; four million for a weapon, and he still felt it wasn't expensive?

"I'll buy twenty more arrows; as for a battle saber, I won't consider it for now," Lu Yu pondered, planning to use the remaining Contribution Points to purchase medicinal herbs.

However, what he wanted to buy this time were not the herbs for Blood Qi Pills, but the herbs for True Qi Pills.

Now that he had become a Pulse Refining Realm Martial Artist, once he passed the assessment, he would have the authorization to purchase resources related to the Pulse Refining Realm.

Thus, after Lu Yu completed the series of operations such as placing the order and settling payment in the mall, he went to wash up, preparing to rest.

……

The next morning, sunlight spilled into the dining room through the windows. Kang Yuan and the others looked at the glowing Chang Lei, exchanged glances, and expressions of surprise appeared in their eyes.

"Brother Chang, why do you look so happy this morning? Is there some happy event?" Jiang Yao asked curiously.

"What happy event could there be?" Chang Lei walked over carrying food with a smile on his face.

"Still saying there isn't one?" Kang Yuan bit into a steamed bun and said, "You've almost got the words 'happy' written on your face."

"Exactly, exactly," the others chimed in one after another.

Chang Lei scratched his head, feeling a bit embarrassed, and said, "Actually, there really isn't any special happy event."

"Brother Chang, you're not being a good friend like this."

"That's right, we've known each other for so many years, what kind of relationship is this? You're hiding good news from us, it's too heartbreaking."

"Sigh, the world is going downhill, people aren't as honest as they used to be," the group said one after another.

Chang Lei was truly helpless and had to say, "This is what you forced me to say; if I say it, don't blame me."

"Speak, speak," the group urged impatiently, full of curiosity in their hearts, feeling that this matter was somewhat inexplicable.

But if it really was some good news, they would also be genuinely happy for Chang Lei.

"My Twelve-Road Tan Leg," Chang Lei watched as the group pricked up their ears and stared at him without blinking, and said slowly, "has broken through."

"So that's it, no wonder, Brother Chang, congratulations, congratulations!" Kang Yuan said subconsciously. But soon, he realized something was wrong.

"Brother Chang, I remember, your previous Twelve-Road Tan Leg was already at the Great Success Realm, right? You said it broke through, could it be?"

As soon as Kang Yuan finished speaking, everyone held their breath nervously, staring straight at Chang Lei, as if afraid of missing any important information.

"That's right," Chang Lei said with a hint of shyness, "I have reached Consummation."

"!!!" At this moment, the group seemed as if they had been hit by an Immobilization Technique, shocked and frozen in place, completely unable to speak.

"I didn't want to say it at first," Chang Lei said helplessly. "It was you who insisted I say it, so I did." He looked innocent, as if he had done something wrong.

Kang Yuan and the others looked at one another, the expressions on their faces as if to say: This, how is this possible?

You must know, for an ordinary person to practice a martial art to the Consummation Realm is simply as difficult as ascending to heaven; even practicing to Great Success is already extremely difficult and enough to have the capital to brag to others.

The Consummation Realm requires not only effort beyond the ordinary but also extremely high talent.

Effort can perhaps be made up for later, but talent is destined from birth.

Chang Lei had been trapped at the Great Success Realm for several years; how could he suddenly have an epiphany and reach Consummation overnight?

For a time, the group felt both envious and jealous in their hearts.

"Brother Chang, how on earth did you do it? Can you tell us about it?" Jiang Yao finally couldn't help but ask.

Although she practiced palm techniques, they were both fist and foot arts; perhaps she could gain some inspiration from Chang Lei's experience, as the saying goes, "Stones from other hills may serve to polish the jade of this one."

"That's right, Brother Chang, with our relationship, don't keep it to yourself; if you have any insights, share them with us, I beg you." Even the usually steady Peng Hao had a look of naked longing in his eyes.

"Actually, there really aren't any special insights," Chang Lei said with a bitter smile. "If I really have to say it, I feel my leg technique's breakthrough has a lot to do with sparring with Brother Lu last night."

"What?"

"Brother Chang, are you saying?" Expressions of disbelief appeared on everyone's faces.

"That's right, Brother Lu's attainments in leg techniques far exceeded my imagination.

Even when he used the most basic, most fundamental leg techniques, he could surpass my Great Success Realm Twelve-Road Tan Leg.

It was precisely because of sparring with him that I received inspiration. After I went back, I practiced for a while, and suddenly, I broke through," Chang Lei explained earnestly.