Cosmic-Level Demon God
Chapter 183 - 183 130 Hell Level Difficulty Martial God Level Awareness

183: Chapter 130: Hell Level Difficulty, Martial God Level Awareness 183: Chapter 130: Hell Level Difficulty, Martial God Level Awareness Who is this jerk!

Qin Shi’s head popped up with several question marks.

The “guardian boss” projected by Xuanming exuded an air of arrogance, making one irresistibly want to punch that face.

Xuanming didn’t answer this question, just reminded him:

“Mr.

Qin, please prepare quickly.

After passing the barrier, Nanhuang Daoist School will prepare a high-level ingredient feast for you to replenish your energy.”

A conspicuous countdown appeared, with an hourglass icon next to it.

Qin Shi put away his curiosity and shifted his gaze to the wall, where a large section of text was projected.

He sat down cross-legged and read carefully for a few minutes.

The ever-growing spiritual power was particularly concentrated, imprinting one character after another in his mind, then breaking them down and thoroughly chewing them over.

This was the learning method Qin Shi summarized after being “beaten” by the Void Meditation Technique.

If comprehension isn’t enough, just force yourself to understand!

“The Cultivation Furnace considers the mortal body as a furnace, with the five internal organs, the bones, and flesh as all the primordial qi fueling it… Sounds like an advanced inheritance of ‘I’ll just eat and eat’.”

Qin Shi believed that the steady enhancement of spiritual power was beneficial for improving one’s aptitude.

In the past, he would feel his head swell and become drowsy while reading the obscure and mysterious Old Martial Sect inheritance.

But now, even if he had to force himself to take a moment, he could savor a bit of its essence.

After about fifteen minutes, Qin Shi had roughly mastered seventy to eighty percent of it.

The “Cultivation Furnace” proposed by Nanhuang Daoist School views the mortal body holistically.

Every person, from birth to adulthood, consumes primordial qi through all movements and exercises.

Over time, the body becomes pitted, rusted, corroded, and turns into waste iron.

“So it needs to be repaired!

Wherever it’s faulty, fix it!

How to fix it?

By eating and eating!

Stuff the furnace with things, have the blood circulation and organ movement grind them down, turning them into essence to nurture every part of the body!”

For the first time, Qin Shi felt like a true genius.

With his exceptionally focused spiritual power, he naturally understood the “Cultivation Furnace” of Nanhuang Daoist School.

Looking at the hourglass icon with only five minutes left, he smiled faintly.

Since Xuanming said that mastering the Cultivation Furnace allows him to challenge this cool guy.

Then let’s do it!

Qin Shi warmed up his fists and adjusted his breathing, changing the flow.

In the Cultivation Furnace technique, the flow and force were reversed.

The energy surged from his feet to his waist and hips, coiling like a python around his spine, spreading across his back, reaching his arms, and finally converging in his head.

This unusual route, he had never seen before, was like a person walking on their hands.

Fortunately, with the accelerated training trait of a Working Warrior, he quickly got the hang of it.

The energy surged from his soles, like adding firewood, rocketing upwards.

Previously ingested minerals had settled in his flesh and blood.

Now, ignited by this “fire,” they instantly melted, making the energy leap and surge even more!

“If I use this energy and force, how fierce would my blows be?”

Qin Shi was inwardly startled, deciding to test the effect.

He took a sudden step forward, clenched his five fingers into a fist and struck towards the centerline.

After so many days of training with Mr.

Ren, his technique experience had increased tremendously.

Qin Shi already understood the principle of taking the central palace and hitting the centerline with imposing momentum and assertive force.

His waist and spine exerted force together, combined with the Cultivation Furnace’s force flow, this step was incredibly fast!

Like a flood dragon leaping, he crossed over ten meters in an instant.

But the shoulder-length black-haired, exceptionally muscular, and domineering figure remained motionless.

He raised his hand to protect his chest, palms inwardly wrapping.

Boom!

A large stream of air exploded outward!

It was like a cannonball hitting the ground, making the ground hum and tremble!

“Is this all the strength you have?

Too weak!”

The burly man’s voice was hoarse, his eyes showing a genuine disdain and scorn.

He immediately grabbed Qin Shi’s arm, attempting to capture him.

Bang!

He hurled Qin Shi down forcefully!

“Such high fidelity!”

The twelve major muscles in Qin Shi’s body suddenly tightened.

He broke free from the burly man’s grip, his body stalled mid-air, then flashed out of the attack range in an instant.

He looked at the projected boss at the barrier’s end in astonishment, feeling that the opponent was incredibly lifelike, especially with that mocking expression, making him fuming with rage.

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“It took him fifteen minutes to learn the ‘Cultivation Furnace,’ his talent is far inferior to mine.

Could it be that his perception is his shortcoming?

But with insufficient perception, how could he possibly inherit He Lanchan’s legacy.”

A white-haired old man sat in a wheelchair, in a pitch-black room.

His withered arms, chest, and even forehead were attached with sensors, complex wires connecting to devices, simulating his twenty-five-year-old self.

“Kid, stop hiding.

Let me see your true strength!

If you want the Cultivation Furnace to achieve great success and perfection, you must constantly add fuel and burn, refining your mortal body completely!

I’ll give you this opportunity, defeat me…”

The white-haired old man laughed like a night owl, his eyes feverish.

His twenty-five-year-old self had unrivaled combat talent, having only lost to that He Lanchan!

If his disciple could defeat him, it would prove that he has the potential and future to rival Stone Buddha!

…

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Bang!

Qin Shi skillfully peeled himself off the wall, squinting at the foul-mouthed, arrogant, and presumptuous burly man.

“Too weak, too weak!

Your punches are as soft as a woman’s, your moves as slow as an old man in his seventies or eighties!”

Is this guy really a simulated image created with resources?

I really want to shut him up!

Qin Shi slowly calmed his chaotic, turbulent breath.

Every attack route and move change he made was accurately predicted by the burly man.

This awareness gap made retreat inevitable and very uncomfortable.

However, being forced back repeatedly wasn’t without benefit.

The Cultivation Furnace he just got started on was running more smoothly and harmoniously.

The seemingly ordinary mortal body furnace began to faintly shine with a bit of brilliance.

Like dust being wiped away, it regained its luster.

“The gap between us is not in life force or physical fitness.

I wonder which expert’s training template he’s implanted from.”

Qin Shi pondered, while constantly hearing the burly man’s taunts in his ears:

“Brat!

You’ve lost your fighting spirit already?

Thinking about giving up?

Your technique is poor, your punches and kicks lack power, your movements are weak and sluggish, not a single move is decent!

With this sorry state, you want to compete in the Star Cup?

Keep dreaming!”

The more Qin Shi listened, the more annoyed he became.

Whose old master is this training template from?

So obnoxious, definitely got beaten up a lot in his younger years!

He snorted lightly.

Since that’s the case, he had no choice but to activate cheat mode.

Closing his eyes, he pondered for a moment.

His spirit entered his inner realm, conveying the recent training situation to his Dao nature avatar.

Little Ho frowned:

“He can predict every move.

This is the talent for anticipating the enemy.

It means your opponent is at least two ranks above you.

This assessment is practically at Hell Level difficulty.”

Indeed!

A master crushing rookies!

Bullying me because my rank and awareness are inadequate!

Qin Shi cursed silently and asked:

“Is there any way to counter it?”

Little Ho searched his memories, inexplicably finding the person very familiar.

After a while, he replied:

“Deceive him with your body, using changes in breathing, footwork, and force.

People like him often trust their judgment, so as long as you lead him to a wrong conclusion, you can win easily.”

Qin Shi’s mouth twitched.

It sounded easy, but it was hard to do.

How to deceive a martial arts expert with superior awareness?

“I can do it.”

Little Ho said.

“For other opponents, I might be ineffective, but the person you described feels very familiar.

I’ve fought him many times.”

Martial God substitute!

Qin Shi was pleasantly surprised by Little Ho’s words.

He had long wanted to try having his Dao nature avatar spiritually meditate with him, achieving Little Ho taking over.

“With my inner peace and steadily improving spiritual power, it should be achievable now.”

Qin Shi adjusted his state, clearing his mind, and his inner realm gleamed.

Little Ho slowly stood up, transforming into a mist-like particle stream.

With Qin Shi’s spiritual meditation, they resonated together.

The radiant particle stream covered and enveloped him.

It was as if two figures merged into one!

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“Brat!

Standing there without moving, just a few minor setbacks and you’re completely crushed…”

The burly man continued spewing trash talk, but suddenly, Qin Shi raised his head.

The boy who had been lowering his head stood still, gazing calmly.

Even though they were in different spaces, the white-haired old man in the pitch-black room inexplicably shuddered.

Unpleasant memories from long ago seemed to surge in his heart, like submerged fragments gradually resurfacing.

In that instant, Qin Shi stepped forward.

The air gently stirred, like a wisp of wind swirling past.

He pressed his palm down on the burly man’s head from top to bottom.

Just like when clashing with Tan Cong, all the energy was tightly restrained, not a bit dispersed, waiting to erupt.

This smashing force could crush steel!

The white-haired old man on the wheelchair still wore a sneer, attempting to win with brute force, far too naive.

The more violent the attack, the more apparent the flaw once it misses.

The burly man withdrew a step, preparing to dodge gracefully and adeptly.

Moreover, he guarded against Qin Shi’s follow-up move, keeping his right fist at his side.

Breath, footwork, force… everything was incredibly transparent, displayed before him.

This is the pinnacle of combat prowess!

Divine-level awareness!

In the next moment.

The light of scorn and wild laughter on the white-haired old man’s face froze.

Because Qin Shi’s palm pressed down heavily, not at the burly man’s head, but his shoulder, gripping his neck, and with a swift stroke!

Not smashing strength!

But gripping strength!

The burly man floated like a weightless painting, being lifted effortlessly.

Then, Qin Shi grabbed that twitching face and lifted it!

The burly man’s body seemed to fall apart, surrendering to Qin Shi’s grip, and he was slammed to the ground like a hammer!

“Shut up already!

So much nonsense!

What’s the old master barking about!”

For some reason, the otherwise cultured Qin Shi blurted out this sentence.

Like a ruffian, exuding arrogance.

He stomped and shattered the burly man’s virtual image!

“He Lanchan?”

The white-haired old man in the pitch-black room was in disbelief, his hand twitching uncontrollably, his blood pressure soared in rage.

Only He Lanchan would be so vulgar!

Fighting while cursing!