Immortality starts from the liver proficiency

Chapter 24: Divine Weapon Fragments
However, the shock technique of attacking the internal organs is extremely effective for these horizontal training martial artists whose internal organs are delicate.

Xu Yunfan felt a little regretful. If he had a heavy hammer in his hand at this moment, he would definitely be able to kill Yang Gan on the spot easily.

Suddenly, Xu Yunfan had an idea, turned around and rushed into the cave, picked up the pickaxe, quickly climbed out of the cave, and rushed towards Yang Gan.

Yang Gan panted heavily, his eyes widening as he looked at Xu Yunfan who was about to charge. He raised his hand and shouted, "Wait, we are both horizontal martial artists. If we want to determine the winner, we have to fight for at least a thousand rounds. You..."

Before he could finish his words, Xu Yunfan silently swung his pickaxe and struck him fiercely. Yang Gan took a deep breath, mobilizing his energy and blood. Instantly, his muscles bulged, and his veins bulged, like green pythons coiled and crisscrossing his body.

He said in a deep voice: "It's useless. Ordinary weapons can only leave a white mark on my body at most, and even my skin... Ugh!!!"

Just before he finished speaking, the iron pickaxe inlaid with the fragments of the purple gold earth-shattering hammer suddenly approached.

The tip of the pickaxe seemed to cut into the softest tofu, and most of it penetrated his chest without any obstruction, heading straight for the heart.

Yang Gan's eyes widened with fear and disbelief, and his eyeballs almost popped out of his sockets.

The severe pain from his heart was like thousands of steel needles piercing him at the same time, causing every cell in his body to tremble.

He subconsciously stretched out his hands and pressed down the pickaxe with all his strength, as if this could prevent the deadly weapon from going any deeper.

"How is it possible... my body, which has been trained by the sword, was broken by this pickaxe!"

Yang Gan's heart was filled with shock and anger. He couldn't believe that the horizontal training kung fu that he had practiced for many years and was proud of was so vulnerable.

The muscles in his arms were bulging, and the blue veins were jumping wildly under his skin like angry little snakes. He tried his best to resist the pickaxe that was trying to go deeper.

Xu Yunfan's body was covered with bulging muscles at this moment, and each muscle looked like a small hill full of power.

The blood in his body surged like boiling magma.

As his qi and blood surged, the dimensions of his muscles continued to rise, and layer after layer of muscles expanded wildly. From a distance, he looked like an inflated devil muscle man, emitting a terrifying aura that made people chill.

"I already know the extent of my strength!"

Xu Yunfan's voice was low.

The martial arts advancement brought by the attribute panel, under the control of proficiency, can allow him to continuously and perfectly control it as the progress increases, which is far beyond the reach of ordinary martial artists of the same level.

"Wait, wait, I know what's buried under the Ninggu Pagoda. I can share it with you. Also, I have a box of gold, silver, and treasures. I can give them all to you. Wait, wait!"

Under Yang Gan's extremely terrified gaze, Xu Yunfan said nothing and slowly exerted strength. The muscles in his arms were as tight as steel, and every inch of his muscles was releasing endless power.

As he pushed, the pickaxe continued to penetrate Yang Gan's chest inch by inch, steadily piercing his heart.

Yang Gan's body stiffened suddenly, and then his bulging muscles deflated instantly like a punctured balloon.

His hands fell limply, and his whole body seemed to have lost all support and slowly fell backwards.

His eyes were still fixed on Xu Yunfan, the light in them gradually dimming until the last spark of life was extinguished and there was no sound.

Xu Yunfan let out a breath and pulled the pickaxe out of Yang Gan's body with one hand.

He took a look at the fragment of the purple-gold earth-shattering hammer embedded in the tip of the pickaxe and was a little shocked. He really didn't expect that a tiny piece of fragment could easily break through the defense and kill a martial artist who had mastered the art of skin training and focused on horizontal training.

This divine weapon is a valuable asset. Xu Yunfan felt a strange sense of relief after Yang Gan's death. Back in the mines, Yang Gan's gaze on him had made him extremely uncomfortable. Often, the thought of Yang Gan's cold, slightly murderous gaze had left him unable to sleep.

Now he can finally relax completely.

He glanced at the information on his vision, and the prompts for the upgrade of the Bronze Body Skill were like a screen full of notifications.

"Fists and kicks rain down upon you. You feel the energy of the Bronze Body Art surging through your body, and your proficiency in the Bronze Body Art increases."

"The opponent's punches and kicks were heavy, and although you were beaten back step by step, you could feel the heat of the Bronze Body Art surging through your limbs and bones. Your proficiency in the Bronze Body Art increased, and your physique became stronger and more resilient."

'...'

In a short period of time, his proficiency increased by thirteen points. If Yang Gan hadn't wanted to kill him, he would have wanted to spare his life to hone his kung fu and improve his proficiency.

In this kind of high-intensity battle, the proficiency of Bronze Body Skill improves very quickly.

"The Purple Gold Earth-Shattering Hammer, if intact, would have surpassed the level of a sixth-tier treasure weapon and reached the level of a seventh-tier divine weapon."

Li Haomiao slowly moved out of the big hole, talking, looking at Yang Gan lying on the ground without a sound, and said with emotion: "In the entire Great Zhou, there are only a few divine soldiers, and how many are there?"

Xu Yunfan glanced at Fang Mushan who was still charging not far away, and saw that the other party had already gained the upper hand. He shouted casually, and after Fang Mushan decisively refused and needed help, he withdrew his gaze.

"If divine weapons can easily break through horizontal training martial arts, what's the point of practicing horizontal training?"

Upon hearing this, Li Haomiao looked into the distance at Fang Mushan, who was holding a spear and moving with the spear, his feet moving like the wind.

"What a brave general! With time, he might be as famous as his father in the future."

After exclaiming in admiration, he calmly said, "In the past, there was an unknown old monk in the Amitabha Temple who practiced the Amitabha Golden Body Sutra. When the temple was about to be destroyed, he emerged and withstood two divine weapons, his golden body remaining intact. In that era, this was truly astonishing."

"Are you trying to say that whether it's a magical weapon or martial arts, it all depends on the person?"

Li Haomiao nodded: "That's right."

Xu Yunfan frowned: "Why not just speak directly? Why beat around the bush?"

Li Haomiao was helpless and sighed, "A rotten tree cannot be carved."

Xu Yunfan was too lazy to talk to Li Haomiao, but just kept feeling the power of the Bronze Body Skill after he had mastered it.

There was no indication on the attribute panel that he could not continue upgrading, which meant that if he could fully master the 5,000 proficiency points, he should be able to achieve the golden skin that Li Haomiao had mentioned.

Golden skin, jade veins, red blood and silver essence.

"If the Bronze Body Technique is further developed and perfected, it should be possible to manifest golden skin, right?"

Upon hearing this, Li Haomiao couldn't help but look at Xu Yunfan, whose blood had not yet recovered and whose skin was still a bit bronze.

"If you practice the Bronze Body Technique to its fullest, you can indeed achieve it, but..."

Li Haomiao shook his head and said, "Striving for perfection, even if you have most of your true blood, is not enough. You are wasting time in vain. There are so many geniuses in the world who have spent decades pursuing perfection and still failed to achieve it. They could have climbed to higher peaks in the martial arts, but in the end they ended up being just a martial artist. You, what are you doing?"

(End of this chapter)