High Martial Arts: My Blood Qi Can Be Increased Infinitely

The empty room was filled with the cold, rusty smell of metal.

"I killed him, it's that simple." Chu Wen sat on the bench in the interrogation room, leaning slightly forward. "As for sentencing, go ahead."

On the screen opposite, everyone in the conference room frowned slightly.

"Chu Wen, although the evidence is conclusive, we still have to follow procedures. Besides, you've allowed this matter to spread on a considerable scale..."

Liu Shouren was responsible for describing the course of this incident.

He had previously submitted a written report to the martial arts school's superiors, who took the matter of the team member's betrayal very seriously.

Liu Shouren first tried to stop Chu Wen, but after understanding the other party's strength, he did not stop him again. Everything was justifiable, with no merit or demerit.

According to the description, although Chu Wen is a martial artist with the strength of a beginner warrior, he can already burn his hand into a blade.

The Burning Blade Technique has reached the Perfect Realm; this is truly the work of a first-rate genius!

It's important to understand that in an ordinary base city, there are only a handful of people who have mastered the "Burning Blade Technique." Considering the population of a base city of three billion, it might take several years for one person to emerge!

Such talent is naturally highly valued by the middle management of the martial arts school.

"The current evidence is in your favor, but you should also be punished."

"Your impulsive actions, which disregard the consequences, will not earn you any recognition."

Chu Wen remained noncommittal, simply listening calmly without opening his mouth.

Even if Zhang Yong had cleaned the bloodstains on the sword, the Alliance's technology should have made it easy to trace the source.

If the league is full of such a bunch of pedantic fools, I wouldn't care if I died again. Who knows where I'd end up next.

An eerie silence fell over the room.

"The entire compensation for the Yunfei Squad will be given to the family of the fallen comrade 'Lu Yun,' and Chen Dai will be awarded 3 Blood Energy Supplements."

"As for you, all your current gains are confiscated, and your assets are wiped out. You are to stay home and reflect on your actions."

The sound of the verdict echoed in Chu Wen's ears.

The digitally simulated courtroom gradually deconstructs, leaving behind an empty room once again.

This is Chu Wen's new home, completely empty.

A martial artist's wealth is mostly contained in their equipment, and when they accept a mission, they have essentially converted all their wealth into strength.

To be precise, he was originally a poor student.

The verdict seemed severe, but it had absolutely no effect on him.

Lying back down on the hard bed provided in the resettlement house, my consciousness had completely sunk into my mind.

The surging blood energy from the Hunyuan Pearl continuously emanated, nourishing its own flesh and blood.

[Current Blood Qi Absorption Value: 10/10]

[The Burning Blade Technique is at its peak (cannot be improved)]

[The End of "Like a Shadow" (99%)]

On the way back, they encountered six waves of scattered monsters and were attacked. They arrived at the Xinhang Base City a full eight hours late.

However, the gains were also significant, with the blood energy absorption reaching the maximum of nine times, ushering in a new change.

This time, after reaching the limit, Chu Wen had a new feeling in his mind—

Blood and Qi have exceeded their limits!

Simply put, it increases the holder's own blood and energy capacity and nourishes the physical body!

Without hesitation, I followed the guidance of the blood and qi within my body.

First, gather the Lesser Yang of the Hand and the Greater Yin of the Foot to nourish one's own blood and qi, then stimulate the blood and qi on the [Hunyuan Pearl] to draw out the Ren and Du meridians.

Chu Wen was extremely meticulous during this process. He could feel the cells in his body cheering, greedily absorbing the blood energy from the Hunyuan Pearl, and undergoing a frenzied transformation.

Layers of blood and sludge formed on the skin. When the Ren and Du meridians truly manifested, the Qi and blood changed direction again, rushing towards the Qihai and Baihui acupoints respectively.

This sudden change surprised Chu Wen, who was preparing to relax, and he quickly began to draw his blood energy again.

Unbeknownst to him, his own strength was also undergoing a transformation.

He was awakened by sunlight streaming through the window the next morning, then stretched and went to the shower to wash off the blood and mud from his body.

A complete transformation overnight!

He seems to have inexhaustible energy!

[Health Value: 0/100 (Health Limit Exceeded 1 Times)]

[The Burning Blade Technique is complete (1%)]

Potential Point: 0

[The "Blood Demon State" increases combat power by 400%.]

[Current strength level: Novice Warrior. After Blood Aura Unleashed: Advanced Warrior]

"To improve myself, it seems I still need more blood and energy... Should I kill more monsters...?"

Shaving his stubble in front of a cheap lampshade mirror, Chu Wen finally took a good look at himself.

He was quite handsome, with a healthy complexion and well-defined muscles resembling a sculpture from ancient Rome.

The computer reconnected to the internet, and he saw today's trending topics.

Chaos Martial Arts Academy and Flying Martial Arts Academy reiterate the nine basic principles for martial artists, vowing to severely punish all acts of betrayal...

[Jiangnan Base City has fallen, refugees are flooding into Xinhang Base City, give me back my "Mother's" Xinhang Base City...]

[The third general offensive of the Demon Beast Kingdom has ended. According to incomplete statistics from the quantum computer, the number of dead demon beasts exceeded 1 million, more than 2 million civilians died, more than 2100 million soldiers died in battle, and an estimated 1600 million martial artists sacrificed their lives, including 400 million martial arts masters, 1 million warriors, 9000 generals, 7 war kings, and 1 war god. The memorial service will be held tonight...]

This was the most devastating day for the Blue Star Alliance.

The demon kingdom grew increasingly powerful, constantly encroaching on human territory.

But it is precisely these heroes who protected everyone's home!

As evening approached, a light rain began to fall. This place was no longer Suzhou and Hangzhou in Jiangnan, and even the legendary ancient Jiangnan was located further south.

"Umbrellas are ten yuan each."

"Umbrellas for sale! Ten yuan each!"

Street vendors called out their wares, offering umbrellas to passersby as they went. Even as I wandered through the streets and alleys, the water stains on my clothes didn't lessen at all.

Beside him was a little girl, struggling to hold up a pink Minnie Mouse umbrella with her left hand, swaying precariously, while her right hand dragged a small cart piled high with black umbrellas and a Minnie Mouse doll with two broken ears.

"Hey buddy, don't get soaked. It's a memorial service today. I have a black umbrella here... it'll only cost ten yuan."

Chu Wen waved his hand, letting the rain soak him, and turned his head casually.

The youngest daughter's gaze met his own.

Panic and at a loss.

That was a childhood shrouded in bloodshed.

At the memorial service, rows of white chrysanthemums were neatly arranged on the ground.

Some people cried, and some people prayed.

Chu Wen silently closed his eyes. Although he didn't have much of a connection to this era, the harrowing life-and-death separations he witnessed along the way made him realize—

There is no other way but to kill all the monsters.

Chu Wen also saw two familiar figures: Lu Yun's wife, Yuan Lan, and Chen Dai.

Yuan Lan, heavily pregnant, held an umbrella in one hand and a boy in the other, her face showing a hint of numbness.

The Lu family has always been a family of martial artists, and Teacher Lu Yun was a well-known "rising star instructor" at Jiangnan Martial Arts University. At this moment, the pillar of their little family will never return.

Chen Dai gestured to Chu Wen, and Yuan Lan's gaze followed.

"Uncle Chu~" the little boy was the first to speak, breaking the silence.

"Sister Yuan, I'm sorry, Brother Yun..."

Chu Wen said softly, stroking the boy's small hand.

Yuan Lan lowered her eyes, her tears having dried up yesterday. She raised her head and forced a smile. In the slanting wind and drizzle, strands of her black hair fluttered, and half of her face was now covered in white frost.

"When I married him, I was prepared for today."

"Lu Ge, you should go and kill those monsters like your uncles when you grow up. When all the monsters are gone, Dad will come back."

"Mmm." The boy, Lu Ge, swallowed hard and nodded resolutely.

The martial arts school did not tell the family the truth about Lu Yun's death, nor did Chu Wen.

Although it was just a temporary martial arts team, they had spent nearly a month getting to know each other. The "Burning Blade Technique" was taught to each of the new students by Lu Yun, one by one.

The mournful bells tolled all night, and many people's eyes welled up with tears again.

As he was leaving, Chen Dai called out to Chu Wen, scratching his head and saying something.

"Brother Wen, I... I don't need much money. The team's rewards this time are substantial, and you just got fined. I'll transfer some to you... five million?"

Looking at the water stains on Chu Wen's clothes, she felt a little embarrassed.

His own umbrella was bought from a roadside vendor. Who among those fleeing the disaster would bring an umbrella?

Brother Wen definitely didn't have money to buy an umbrella. I forgot yesterday and didn't even offer him one, leaving him soaked all night...

"Brother Wen, I'm waiting for you to return to school."

Chen Dai opened his mouth, feeling that Chu Wen was somewhat unfamiliar.

The rain had been falling all night and was now gradually stopping. On the wet cement road, young people were hurrying by, wearing plaid shirts and refreshing information on their personal computers over and over again.

Although the great battle continued, those trying to make a living had no time to stop.

As Chu Wen approached a subway entrance, the familiar yet unfamiliar subway entrance sign made him feel disoriented.

Whether by coincidence or design, the father and daughter from last night have reappeared here.

It seems they seized a business opportunity and sold umbrellas all night.

The girl fell asleep on her father's back, a slight smile on her face. The broken Minnie Mouse doll in the stroller had a new companion, though it was still an old one.

"You're the delivery guy from yesterday, how come you're soaked like this... Your clothes are all wet. Even if you're in a bad mood, you can't just let the rain soak you all night..."

The vendor seemed to recognize Chu Wen and pulled an old coat out of his cart.

"I won't take your money. That's just how the world is. Look at all this traffic. We have to keep looking forward." As he spoke, he glanced enviously at the young people entering the subway station.

Perhaps he was living a similar life a few months ago.

Chu Wen took the coat, glanced at the boss's bank account number, and grabbed an umbrella.

"Buy an umbrella."

The vendor received the transfer, glanced at the sky, and noticed the rain had stopped.

Chu Wen held up his black umbrella, which reeked of cheap plastic, and used it to shield himself from the rising sun.

He looked up at the sky, but no one could see his gaze.

"Use an umbrella? That's boring."