Full-Level Fierce Person
Chapter 208 - 140 Jiuniu_2

Chapter 208: 140 Jiuniu_2

He pressed down on Fang Zhixing’s hand.

Fang Zhixing raised his eyebrows slightly, feeling somewhat speechless in his heart.

This burly man seemed very fierce and appeared to be very imposing.

But in reality, he was quite hollow.

His strength was only around forty thousand catties.

Too weak!

Fang Zhixing pursed his lips, slowly twisted his hand back, and then pressed it downwards.

The burly man’s eyes bulged out, his face turned red, and he grimaced as if he was exerting all the strength he could muster.

"Push harder!"

"Come on, put your back into it!"

The crowd craned their necks, watching intently and cheering continuously.

Ruan Yingchen walked over, staring unblinkingly.

Gradually, Fang Zhixing gained the upper hand.

The burly man could not turn the tide, deflated, and had the back of his hand pressed against the table.

He was so exhausted he was panting like an ox, staring at Fang Zhixing with a face full of disbelief, and shouted, "Brother, what tremendous strength you have! Do you have sixty thousand catties of strength, perhaps?"

Fang Zhixing replied indifferently, "It’s about that number."

"Amazing!"

Ruan Yingchen clapped his hands in praise, "If Brother Zhang has the strength of sixty thousand catties, the future is promising; you have a great chance of breaking through to the ’Nine Ox Realm’."

Fang Zhixing’s mind stirred, and he asked in surprise, "What do you mean by that?"

Ruan Yingchen drank a glass of wine and said with a smile, "The next realm after the Five Beasts Realm is the Nine Ox Realm, but what is the Nine Ox Realm? As the name suggests, it refers to a martial artist possessing the strength of nine oxen!"

He sat down and explained in detail, "The strength of one ox is roughly ten thousand catties, so the strength of nine oxen is ninety thousand catties!

However, this ninety thousand catties is not a limit but a threshold.

This means that when your cultivation in the Five Beasts Realm reaches perfection, your strength must reach the threshold of ninety thousand catties in order for you to hope to break through further, to a higher level.

Typically, martial artists who have enhanced their strength have about forty to fifty thousand catties of strength.

Let’s assume it’s fifty thousand catties for now. After every enhancement, your strength might increase by another ten thousand catties. By the time you have enhanced your defense, toughness, and agility, your strength will likely be around eighty thousand catties. The final step of ’balance’ will increase it by another ten thousand catties, thereby exactly reaching the strength of nine oxen!"

At this point, Ruan Yingchen spread his hands and said, "Although this is the case, the actual situation is far more complicated than what I’ve described. Most people find it difficult to meet this standard, and when they cultivate to perfection in the Five Beasts Realm, their strength might only be seventy or eighty thousand catties."

He shook his head, "Once your strength fails to break through ninety thousand catties, it also means that your path in martial arts ends here, with no further progress in this lifetime."

Fang Zhixing listened intently, feeling a surge of emotions in his heart.

He couldn’t help asking, "You just mentioned that this is the case for ordinary people, what about the children of aristocratic families?"

"Hahaha!"

Ruan Yingchen laughed, his brows revealing an innate sense of pride.

"Ordinary people naturally cannot be compared with the children of aristocratic families."

Pride and disdain surged in his eyes.

"If the children of aristocratic families choose to enhance their strength, those with less talent might reach seventy thousand catties, and those with a slightly better talent could directly achieve ninety thousand catties. After they enhance the other three aspects, their strength can continue to explode.

To tell you the truth, an outstanding child of an aristocratic family, when they cultivate to perfection in the Five Beasts Realm, will definitely have broken through a hundred thousand catties, which is the Ten Ox Strength!"

Fang Zhixing took a deep breath, quickly understanding in his heart.

He had read many materials and insights on cultivation.

Unfortunately, none had spoken of these things, which were so important, yet had not been recorded.

Was it because everyone didn’t know, or was it deliberately omitted?

"Damn..."

Xigou blinked his dog eyes, profoundly shocked, and was left tongue-tied.

Previously, Fang Zhixing had persisted in focusing on strength, and by stacking several Giant Bear Series Martial Arts, ultimately he raised his strength to the limit, reaching as much as ninety thousand catties.

Xigou had always been betting that Fang Zhixing’s martial arts theory could be wrong.

But now it seemed that Fang Zhixing’s martial arts system, built on strength as the core, was incredibly accurate!

Because Fang Zhixing had already obtained the qualifications for a direct entry to the Nine Ox Realm!

If, after mastering the Heavenly Slaughter Blood Sea Technique, Fang Zhixing chose not to continue strengthening his strength, but to enhance the other three aspects.

If he did so, his strength would naturally continue to grow, but it might not necessarily reach ninety thousand catties.

Stepping back a bit, even if he could reach ninety thousand jin at the final hurdle, his potential would be prematurely exhausted, and he would lack a core system.

Fang Zhixing, focusing on the essential and relying solely on his own deduction, forcibly blazed a path straight to the Nine Ox Realm.

Damn, worthy of being a top student!

At that moment, Fang Zhixing glanced at Xigou, intentionally or unintentionally, with a hint of smugness in his eyes.

"You, damn it!"

Xigou chuckled through gritted teeth, feeling utterly frustrated.

Alas, Fang Zhixing had managed to show off once again.

Fang Zhixing paused briefly, then said with a smile, "Young Master, as a scion of an aristocratic family, I’m sure you can easily advance to the Nine Ox Realm, right?"

Ruan Yingchen replied with a laugh, "Of course, I’m cultivating the Ruan Family’s inherited divine skill ’Xuanwu Demon Armor.’ As the name suggests, it’s from the Mysterious Turtle Series Technique, focusing on defense. Once mastered, no blade or spear can penetrate it."

Fang Zhixing understood and asked curiously, "I’ve heard that the divine skills passed down in aristocratic families cannot be cultivated by ordinary people, and if they do, it’s useless. Is that true?"

Ruan Yingchen laughed and nodded, "That rumor is right, but also not quite.

Martial arts are meant to be practiced by people, no matter what they are, anyone should be able to cultivate them.

However, the divine skills passed down in aristocratic families are often refined over hundreds or even a thousand years, and are highly suited to their own family members’ physical bodies.

At the same time, this means that a family’s inherited divine skill and the physique of someone outside the family have a low degree of compatibility.

So even if I gave you ’Xuanwu Demon Armor’ to practice, you would not achieve particularly good results. Instead, you might damage your body even more by forcibly cultivating something unsuited to you."

Fang Zhixing suddenly saw the light.

A question that had troubled him for a long time was unexpectedly answered perfectly here.

Ruan Yingchen, truly a scion of an aristocratic family, was privy to many secrets beyond the reach of ordinary martial artists.

At this point, Ruan Yingchen suddenly asked, "Brother Zhang, why did you come to my Mirror Water Villa? It’s not just to make friends through martial arts, is it?"

Fang Zhixing replied promptly, "Young Master is insightful. At the moment, I am indeed in need of a place to stay."

"Good!"

Ruan Yingchen was overjoyed and said, "My Mirror Water Villa has everything one could need, cultivation techniques, meat pills, women, whatever you want, I can provide it for you."

Fang Zhixing’s expression turned serious, and he said solemnly, "I am willing to pledge my loyalty to the Young Master. However, could you tell me why you are going to such lengths to nurture us martial artists? What’s the reason?"

Upon hearing this question, everyone fell silent.

It seemed that the others were also curious but did not know the reason behind it.

In theory, Ruan Yingchen, a scion of an aristocratic family, should be too proud to associate with riffraff from the Jianghu.

Other scions wouldn’t behave like this; it seemed only he, Ruan Yingchen, was willing to stoop to that level.

Ruan Yingchen’s face went through a series of changes, his eyes curling into a crescent moon, and he laughed, "I’m a person who likes to make friends. As long as I find someone pleasing to the eye, I make friends with them, that’s all."

Fang Zhixing was inwardly speechless but put on an admiring look and said with a smile, "The Young Master is indeed generous. If you don’t mind, I would like to follow you for life."

"Ha-ha, good!"

Ruan Yingchen was thrilled and declared, "Come on, let’s all toast to Brother Zhang!"

"Welcome, Brother Zhang!"

Everyone stood up and raised their cups.

"Thank you for the Young Master’s appreciation," said Fang Zhixing.

He also raised his cup, took a look around, and drank it all in one gulp.

As the alcohol went down his throat,

Fang Zhixing immediately realized that the drink had been spiked with an impurity.

It was likely an aphrodisiac or something similar; after drinking, his little brother soon had ideas of its own.

The atmosphere of the gathering became joyous and lively.

In the blink of an eye, half an hour had passed.

Claiming to be overwhelmed by alcohol, Fang Zhixing left the hall with the help of two maids.

He entered a guest room.

Fang Zhixing lay down on the bed and fell asleep directly.

Seeing this, the two maids, who had intended to serve him for the night, had no choice but to leave.

As soon as they were gone, Fang Zhixing promptly got up, secured the doors and windows.

Immediately afterward!

He concentrated, crafted a second-level arrow, reset his body once, and eliminated any possible effects of the alcohol on his body.