Getting stronger and stronger starting from Marvel

The whole book is like a top student's notes, not only with every key point recorded in dense English text, but also with hand-drawn illustrations. Anyone with normal intelligence should be able to understand it.

"Don't just stand there, hurry up and practice. If there's anything you don't understand, just ask me. Once you've cultivated internal energy, I'll transfer it to you directly," Bai Ye urged.

Smith walked aside and began to look through the manual Bai Ye had given him, trying to understand the concepts of internal energy, dantian, and meridians. He thought to himself, "This is unscientific!"

Bai Ye continued exercising, occasionally answering Smith's questions.

Soon, with one teaching diligently and the other learning diligently, Smith finally mastered the basics by 1 p.m. and officially began cultivating his internal energy.

Then ten minutes... twenty minutes... an hour... two hours...

Just when Smith was beginning to doubt whether internal energy truly existed and whether Bai Ye was deceiving him, a trace of internal energy finally began to flow through Smith's body.

"It's here, Bai! I can feel the internal energy described in the book!" Smith shouted excitedly. Then, the faint internal energy in his body disappeared as he moved.

But Smith was not discouraged. After all, this proved that internal energy really existed. If he meditated for another two hours, wouldn't he be able to emerge again?

Seeing Smith's excited expression, Bai Ye muttered with a strange look, "So it really is possible to cultivate it."

Smith, puzzled, asked, "Bai, what did you say?"

"It's nothing. Your movements just now caused your internal energy to break down. Try to practice diligently for another two hours," Bai Ye said.

“No problem,” Smith said passionately. The most important thing about this was the process of going from zero to one.

After Smith sat down cross-legged again, Bai Ye shook his head slightly, somewhat puzzled.

In fact, he had some doubts about whether Smith was capable of cultivating internal energy.

After all, the worlds are different, and so are the physical constitutions. People in Jin Yong's martial arts world definitely don't have mutant genes, and people in Marvel shouldn't normally have internal energy or meridians.

The diversity of human bodies across different worlds has given rise to an infinite number of cultivation systems: mutant genes, chakra, internal energy, acupoints, Haki, microcosm, limiters, gene locks, God's forbidden zone, magnetic field rotation, demon hunters...

If every system could communicate with each other, imagine how explosive it would be if so many systems were mixed together in the human body.

The cultivation methods in each world are different, and even completely contradictory. How could they possibly be compatible with each other?

If meridians truly existed in the real world, they would have been discovered through dissection long ago. Why would Bai Ye be showing off his Zixia Divine Skill now?

Bai Ye's ability to cultivate might stem from his status as a chat group member and his physique's ability to grow infinitely stronger, but why is Smith also able to cultivate? I can't figure it out...

With this question lingering in her mind, Bai Ye glanced back at Smith, who was still grinning foolishly behind her, and silently kept it to herself, no longer delving into it.

This is not a problem he should be considering at his current strength level of 1.9.

Since pondering would never yield an answer, Bai Ye stopped dwelling on the question and focused on training quietly.

Not long after school, Peter also came to the gym. Seeing Smith sitting cross-legged in the corner, diligently practicing, he asked with some confusion, "White, who is this?"

"He's my fitness coach. He's currently practicing martial arts. Do you want to learn from him?" Bai Ye asked.

Anyway, he was going to sell it anyway, and the Zixia Divine Skill had a low ceiling and was slow to take effect, so it wouldn't threaten him. As long as it wasn't spread on a large scale, there was nothing to keep to himself.

"Uh... martial arts? The kind you see in movies?"

"You can think of it that way. You can learn it when you're resting. It won't do your health any harm." Bai Ye said, gently putting down the iron block in his hand and looking towards the door.

Behind the door, someone was lurking furtively, having been there a minute ago.

Chapter 36 Only Slightly Better Than You

Chapter 36 is only 1 point better than you

"Hey, you eavesdropper hiding by the door, why don't you come in and talk?"

Bai Ye gently twisted his arm and spoke calmly. As he spoke, Peter also looked towards the doorway.

After focusing his attention, Peter also heard a heartbeat coming from the doorway, and was surprised that the guy had been hiding behind the door.

Daredevil is right, you do have a lot of potential.

A deep male voice came from the doorway, and then the door was pushed open. A man with a skull printed on his T-shirt walked in, looking at Bai Ye with admiration.

"Daredevil? You were the one who lured him here?"

Bai Ye frowned and said, "All I want now is a peaceful life. Why are you superheroes always haunting me? Can you just get lost?"

Thinking of Daredevil, whose limbs he had broken but who still attracted attention, Bai Ye wanted to go to the hospital right now and punch him a couple more times. Was he just looking for trouble?

"Bai, he's a superhero? And you even know Daredevil?"

Peter looked at the man in front of him with curiosity; this was the first time he had ever seen a superhero.

"Of course, let me formally introduce you. This is the Punisher, a native street hero of New York like Daredevil, and the nemesis of crime in New York City."

"The only downside is that Kingpin has been in this place for four or five years since his debut, and he's still doing very well in the underworld. I don't know what the anti-crime efforts have been all these years."

Bai Ye solemnly introduced the Punisher to Peter. As the Punisher's face gradually darkened, Bai Ye suddenly realized that Peter, the Spider-Man, would probably end up like this too.

"Kid, don't you think you're being a bit arrogant?"

The Punisher walked up to Bai Ye, who was 1.9 meters tall, and looked down at Bai Ye, who was half a head shorter than him, and said: "With great power comes great responsibility. A peaceful life is something you have to fight for yourself. If you don't eliminate those evils, no one can have peace."

"Here we go again. Is this the only excuse you superheroes ever use?"

Bai Ye rolled her eyes: "After becoming an orphan three years ago, I stopped believing in your motivational rhetoric. I'm too lazy to argue with you. If you have something to say, say it; if not, get lost."

"Before we get down to business, I need to assess you. If you're not qualified, then..."

Before the Punisher could finish speaking, his expression changed instantly, because Bai Ye's right fist tore through the air and struck his abdomen, and was much faster than him.

"You're talking nonsense..."

Bai Ye's lips trembled, and before he could finish speaking, his right fist struck the Punisher's crossed arms as he tried to block.

A tyrannical force pierced through the Punisher's taut body, instantly launching him into the air.

'How could it be so fast???'

Surprise, or rather shock, appeared in the punisher's eyes.

But before his soaring body reached its highest point, Bai Ye's right fist had already transformed into a palm.

He gently placed his right palm on his head, then grabbed his head and slammed him hard onto the ground.

The whole process took less than a second, and Bai Ye had already pinned the superhero in front of him, who was no less powerful than Daredevil, to the ground.

Only then did Bai Ye slowly utter the second half of his sentence: "...too much."

'How is that possible? Didn't Matt say this kid is only slightly stronger than me, has absolutely no technique, and can be defeated as long as you're careful?'

The Punisher, pinned to the ground, felt a jolt of shock. "Matt, you bastard, you gave me false information. You call this only slightly better than me?"

What the Punisher didn't know at that moment was that Matt was actually exaggerating a bit.

Bai Ye's strength wasn't much stronger than his; it was only a mere 0.5 points greater, calculated using the attribute panel's method.

Description section:

Your attack on another party has been detected; opponent data is being analyzed.

Name: Frank Kassel

Power: 1.4

Agility: 1.4

Constitution: 1.4

Spirit: 1.4

Charisma: 1.1

……

Bai Ye silently looked at the Punisher's stats panel. Numerically, there wasn't much difference between him and Daredevil; both were battle-hardened human warriors at their limits.

In just five days, he went from needing to win by surprise to achieving a decisive victory in an instant.

'Right now, even with an average stat difference of only 0.5 against these street superheroes, it's already impossible to close the gap with sheer numbers. I wouldn't be afraid even if there were ten thousand of them,' Bai Ye thought to himself.

Composing himself, Bai Ye looked at the Punisher lying face down, withdrew his right palm, and gently tapped the other's head with only his index finger, which was as smooth and round as white jade.

The Punisher, lying on the ground, strained to get up, but felt as if an iron rod was firmly pressing down on his head, preventing him from lifting it.

Forcing his way in would only result in his fragile skull being pierced by Bai Ye's fingers first.

Faced with the Punisher's mortal body, Bai Ye, whose physical abilities were several times greater than his, could render him unable to turn over with just a light touch on his index finger.

Bai Ye calmly looked down at the Punisher, who was a head taller than him, and slowly said, "Now can you tell me what brings you here?"

"Bai, why don't you let him go first?" Peter pleaded from the side.

Then, looking down at the previously arrogant and domineering superhero, who now seemed like a turtle pinned to its shell and unable to move, she felt a sense of disillusionment with the superhero image.

'So superheroes aren't that strong after all. If I had taken over for White, he probably would have been dead much faster,' Peter thought to himself.

Looking at the other person's current state, Bai Ye thought about it and agreed.

Although these superheroes differ greatly in strength, they are all incredibly tough and will never speak up. The more you coerce them, the more excited they might become, so we can't reward them.

With a quick release of his fingers, the Punisher rose from the ground, supporting himself with his hands. He glanced at Bai Ye in surprise and revealed his purpose for coming here.

"The vampires in New York have been very active lately. This month alone, seven blood-drained corpses have been found. I suspect they're up to something big."

“I originally wanted to find Mark, but he recommended you to me because of his health. Now it’s proven that your strength far surpasses mine, so I would like to invite you to join me in finding out the reason behind this,” the Punisher said.

The Punisher went on and on, but to Bai Ye, it was basically just: "[The Punisher has sent you a side quest request: Vampire Riot. Accept?]"

"I refuse," Bai Ye said without hesitation, then pointed his right hand toward the door and said, "You can leave now."

Chapter 37 Entrepreneurial Mindset

Seeing the Punisher's request to team up, Bai Ye refused without hesitation.

If it were just some petty thieves robbing banks with guns, it would be fine, but given his current physical condition, he would only be able to die if he were shot seven or eight times in the same spot in the head by a pistol.

Bai Ye would occasionally be interested in doing good deeds when there was no danger, as it was a way to relax.

But vampires are something that sounds supernatural and seems incredibly troublesome. Let whoever wants to do it do it; his current strength simply doesn't support him inflating his ego to that extent.

Faced with Bai Ye's order to leave, the Punisher stopped his verbal sparring and chose to leave without hesitation. The crushing defeat he had just suffered was humiliating enough, and there was no need to continue the entanglement. However, before leaving, Bai Ye called him back.

"By the way, I remember Blade was handling the vampire stuff, wasn't he? How did you, an ordinary person, get involved? Isn't that a bit beyond your capabilities?" Bai Ye asked the same question as Matt.