Starting as dockworkers, they swept through Chongqing.

Just then, he reached out and grabbed something to the side.

The heavy alloy spear that he had been carrying with him and that Lund had left on the shore was pulled over by his strength and grabbed in one hand.

Siren raised his spear beneath the waterfall.

He already had no need for any deliberate practice to hold the gun on flat ground; his basic skills were incredibly solid, his gun and energy were perfectly integrated, and his control of force was precise to the millimeter.

But at this moment, he was under the immense pressure of the waterfall crashing down, and his body was frozen stiff, making it difficult for him to concentrate as perfectly as usual.

And so, the heavy spear that was usually as steady as Mount Tai began to tremble violently and uncontrollably in his hands.

Xiren took a deep breath, and the cold water droplets hit his eyes, but he didn't even blink.

While concentrating on breathing exercises to resist the impact of the icefall, he also gripped his spear tightly and began practicing holding it under immense pressure.

"Your hands must be steady, and your mind must be even more steady!" he roared to himself.

After a long time, when Xilun felt sore and numb all over, and couldn't even move his little finger, he dragged his spear off the stone platform and jumped back into the deep blue pool.

At this moment, his strength, which had been pushed to the limit just now, had been restored and became even more solid.

He dived another thirty meters underwater, continuing to use the immense water pressure and the cold air to force the violent medicinal power within his body to be digested.

Time, in this hellish cycle of torment, slowly passed, hour by hour.

Every two hours, Xilun could clearly feel a subtle strengthening of his body.

The potency of the red heart potion was gradually refined, like tiny hammers, constantly tempering his bones, meridians, and muscles from within.

His strength also became more powerful and profound.

At the same time, he found that in this extreme environment where survival required extreme focus, his understanding of guns and his control of his strength became more and more perfectly integrated.

One day later.

Xilun can now easily dive to a depth of 35 meters in the icy pool. His underwater endurance has undergone a qualitative leap.

At the same time, the "Great Sea Whale Guiding Technique" circulating within his body, propelled by the immense medicinal power, continuously assaulted that solid barrier, gradually advancing towards the fourth level!

His physique, amplified by the interplay of ice and fire and the relentless impact of the waterfall, became many times stronger.

At this moment, he once again sat cross-legged under the icefall and raised his spear.

Although he still felt stiff and cold as the icy mist seeped into his body through his pores, his hands were now incredibly steady.

The heavy alloy spear seemed to have become an extension of his body, completely under his control, truly entering a profound state of "man and spear as one".

The third day, late at night.

Xilun entered the bottom of the icy pool for the last time.

The violent impact of the water flow and the extreme water pressure caused his flesh to constantly undergo repair and regeneration as it was torn apart.

He finally managed to forcibly refine a full third of the red heart medicine within his body!

He relentlessly pushed the limits of human genetics, repeatedly colliding with that invisible shackle.

Until that moment, all the pain, tearing, cold and heat reached a perfect balance within the body.

……

boom!

The next morning, in the Iron Cross Club's private training room.

With his upper body bare, Xilun slammed his fist hard into the black testing stone tablet in front of him.

Compared to the crude blood draw tests used in competitions, this is a more intuitive and accurate instrument for testing pure strength and physique.

This time, Xiren did not use any of his internal strength, relying entirely on the power of his physical muscles.

"Buzz—"

The stone tablet emitted a muffled sound, and the red beam of light on it instantly shot up from the ground like a rocket.

One inch, five inches, eight inches...

Without any pause, the beam of light shot straight to the ten-inch mark and stopped there, its light dazzling!

Ten inches, the ultimate!

Xilun slowly withdrew his fist, looked at the dazzling red beam of light, and exhaled a long breath of hot white mist.

"My progress over the past three days has been truly remarkable."

Xiren looked at his hands, feeling the terrifying power within his muscles that seemed capable of tearing apart tigers and leopards at any moment.

In just three days, under that hellish torment, he successfully refined one-third of the potion's power.

The remaining two-thirds of the medicinal power lay dormant deep within his bone marrow and internal organs, waiting to be slowly refined over time.

His pure physique has finally crossed that insurmountable barrier from the previous nine and entered the true realm of perfection!

The blood test results from the previous competition showed his physique to be a seven, but that was entirely because his unique talents, such as "coiled dragon," were not taken into account by the blood test. His actual physique at that time was around a nine.

And now, it has been elevated to a whole new level.

In comparison, his strength was slightly inferior.

Although it is much stronger than the previous level eight, and the quality of its power has been enhanced by several times, it has not yet completely completed the upgrade in power.

His "Great Sea Whale Guiding Technique" was stuck on the edge of breaking through to the fourth level, but the quality and depth of his energy had also improved dramatically.

[Skill: Sea Whale Guidance (Tier 3)]

[Progress: 877/2000]

"With my current strength, if I were to face Li An again, I wouldn't need to use the Double Cycle Riot at all. My pure physical strength and marksmanship would be enough to completely crush him!" Xi Lun's eyes gleamed with absolute confidence.

Xilun thought for a moment, then fixed his gaze back on the testing stone tablet.

"Let me see where my true limits really are."

The next moment, Xilun's eyes sharpened.

The free silver-blue electrical charge in the air surged into his body instantly, colliding violently with the deep blue energy!

The dual cycle of energy and electrical charge has begun again!

But this time, his incredibly powerful physical body at the extreme level allowed him to almost completely shield himself from that tearing pain.

Xilun took a deep breath and slammed his feet hard onto the hard floor, creating two deep cracks in the ground.

His violent power instantly condensed into his right fist like hundreds of rivers flowing into the sea, and with a piercing sonic boom, he slammed it hard into the stone tablet!

"boom!!!"

A tremendous roar, like a bomb exploding, came from inside the room.

The supposedly indestructible test stone tablet seemed to be struck head-on by a heavy hammer from the gods, suddenly beginning to vibrate wildly and even creaking under the weight.

The red beam of light on the stone tablet shot upwards wildly as if it had gone mad!

It leaps over eight inches in one go, then swiftly glides past the nine-inch and ten-inch extreme scales, continuing to climb upwards!

11 inches, 12 inches...

Finally, the blinding light pulsated violently between twelve and thirteen inches, emitting a terrifying halo!

Xilun breathed heavily, slowly withdrew his fist, and deliberately severed the state of extreme internal conflict.

The violent aura receded like the tide, and as he watched the gradually receding pillar of light, a satisfied smile finally appeared on his lips.

"My arduous training in the icy pool and waterfall has indeed paid off."

He looked down at his perfectly intact hands and murmured to himself:

"My current physique is no weaker than that of the so-called number one in physical strength, Cole, and even far surpasses him in terms of explosive power."

"However, physical strength is still my only weakness at the moment."

He closed his eyes and quietly comprehended the operating method of the "Great Sea Whale Guiding Technique" within his body.

He felt that his breathing was like that of an ancient whale swimming in the deep sea, each breath like swallowing seawater, already achieving the perfect form of the third level of the whale technique.

"If I can advance to the fourth level of breathing technique before the match, then defeating Rose today will be a piece of cake."

Xilun opened his eyes, a hint of seriousness flashing in them.

Unfortunately, no.

Xilun reached out and picked up the spear leaning against the wall, slowly wrapping it in a black cloth. His gaze was calm, and a faint mist emanated from his hands.

……

Dark, heavy clouds, like sponges soaked in ink, pressed down heavily over the downtown area.

Boom—

A pale bolt of lightning tore through the sky, followed by a torrential downpour.

Large raindrops pelted down on the seemingly impregnable outer wall of the Daewoo Dojo, creating a cloud of white mist.

The air was thick with dampness and a fishy smell.

The atmosphere in the rest area of ​​the Iron Cross Fight Club was so oppressive it felt like it had frozen.

Dozens of people, from Chairman Rein to the usually rugged Fester, were all holding their breath.

As they passed by Xiren's room at the end of the corridor, they unconsciously tiptoed, walked lightly, and didn't even dare to breathe, for fear of making the slightest sound and disturbing the monster lurking and gathering power inside.

In this deathly silent and tense atmosphere, three days passed in the blink of an eye.

The final match of the junior knight fighting tournament finally kicked off amidst a torrential downpour.

The moment I pushed open the door, a damp, cold wind rushed in.

Xilun stood in the shadows and slowly opened his eyes.

The lightning outside the window illuminated his expressionless face.

This kind of torrential rain and humid weather might be unbearable for others, but for him, it was a god-given hunting ground.

With each breath he took, the "Great Ocean Whale Guiding Technique" greedily absorbed the active water-attribute factors in the air, causing even the strength beneath his skin to become incredibly exhilarating.

In contrast, Ross cultivates wind-attribute energy and his extraordinary relics are biased towards ice, so the heavy rain has little effect on him.

After careful consideration, Daewoo Dojo announced that the competition will proceed as scheduled.

After all, the interior of this steel behemoth-like dojo is impenetrable to even a wisp of wind or rain.

Xilun picked up the heavy spear wrapped in black cloth and pushed open the door to go out.

The Iron Cross members who were waiting outside immediately came forward, their eyes filled with worry and anticipation.

Looking at the not-so-robust young man in front of him, Fester recalled that a few months ago when Xilun had just joined the school, he had been assigned to spar with him.

At that time, Xilun still seemed somewhat inexperienced.

But now, the opponent has not only completed the baptism, but has also single-handedly defeated all the geniuses in the lower city and stood on the stage of the championship finals.

It was truly an experience I couldn't even imagine, like a dream.

As you walk through the long corridor, the clamor of voices rushes towards you like boiling seawater.

The entire Daewoo Dojo was packed to capacity, with the sea of ​​people creating a deafening roar.

Today's two battles will determine the ranking of third and fourth place and the champion, respectively, and the eyes of the entire lower class of the Victorian Empire, as well as some of the upper-class nobles, are on them.

The suspense of the match was pushed to its peak.

On one side is the reigning champion, the arrogant and invincible Extreme Realm expert, Ross.

Born into a baronial family, an impeccable genius.

On the other side is Xilun, who started at the bottom in the overall test, but crushed strong opponents all the way and fought their way into the finals.

If Rose wins, he will become the undisputed defending champion in the history of this event; but if Siren wins... it will be the most amazing and incredible miracle in the entire history of the Junior Knight Fighting Tournament!

The comprehensive test data, differing by five energy levels, reversed the situation and was unprecedented.

Xilun raised his eyes, his gaze passing over the enthusiastic audience and looking at the high-up speaker's platform.

Many important figures have emerged there today.

The most eye-catching were naturally the fourth-tier demon hunter, Fowles, the gym leader of the Great Universe Dojo, and the aloof gym leader's wife, Xiuna.

Their presence in person undoubtedly demonstrates the extreme importance that the church leadership attaches to the outcome of this competition.

To their left and right sat several well-dressed men and women.

They were all key figures in prominent viscount or baron families, or leaders of various powerful forces.

Among them, a woman dressed in an elegant long dress stood out conspicuously.

Her eyes and brows held a nonchalant arrogance; it was Ms. Risa.

Fowles' gaze occasionally swept over Risa, a fleeting, almost imperceptible look of distraction flashing in his eyes.

Xilun withdrew his gaze, clenched the black cloth in his hand, and felt as still as the deep sea.

Deputy Director Belang stepped forward from behind the lecture platform, and Fowles nodded slightly, signaling him to step back.

Today, this fourth-tier powerhouse will speak personally.

Fowles' deep voice resonated clearly in everyone's ears without any amplification:

"After seven days, the Junior Knight Fighting Tournament has finally come to its final battle."

Who will reign supreme will be revealed in today's battle.

He paused, his gaze sweeping over the contestants' seats below:

"All participants in the competition will join the other invitees to participate in the opening of the Snow Mountain Wonderland three months later."

After the Church's purge, the non-core areas of Wonderland are safe enough, containing the training and extraordinary resources you need.

As soon as he finished speaking, fervor flashed in the eyes of all the extraordinary people in the audience.

Belang stepped forward again and announced loudly, "First up, the third and fourth place match! Blackthorn Club's Colley versus Silver Hand's Li An!"

After a while.

Clad in heavy armor, Kolei stepped onto the arena like an iron tower, causing the arena to tremble slightly.

However, the passage at the other end was completely empty.

A commotion arose in the audience.

Within the Silver Hand's territory, Guild Leader Li Lei stood up with a livid face and a sinister look in his eyes, and made a gesture toward the referee's table.

With a blank expression, Béla announced: "Ang Lee is still injured and unable to attend. Loss! Colley wins!"

A huge chorus of boos erupted from the audience.

The missed opportunity for a monstrous clash left audiences deeply disappointed.

But this disappointment only lasted a few seconds.

Because everyone knows that the main course is about to begin.