Star Iron: Imaginary numbers? Dude, I play with quantum reconstruction.

"But you, why did you suddenly start fighting with your own god? I was just saying that casually, you didn't take it seriously, did you?"

Jingyuan: ......

Jing Yuan couldn't understand how, in just over ten minutes, his Yan Qing had turned into this mess, with the same body type as him.

He had no doubt that a bizarre fashion trend would sweep through the entire Shence Palace...

"Yanqing looks like this..."

Hua Wu waved his hand and said, "A father doesn't dislike his son for being ugly, aren't you the same?"

Seeing Jing Yuan's suspicious look, Hua Wu helplessly increased the speed of Yan Qing's bracelet.

"Alright, alright, I'll return your promising talent to you. A half-day crash course swordsmanship,"

As the multiplier increased, Yanqing's body visibly returned to its original state.

"My body...has recovered? Could it be...?"

Hua Wu stroked his chin. "Just as I guessed, as long as the pressure applied is high enough, your muscles will hide, and your physique will return to normal. Sigh, looking at it this way, did I put a limiter on you?"

Jing Yuan said calmly from behind, "This is not a limiter. This is a scabbard that conceals the Cold Edge."

"How about I install one for you? So you can return to the position of General Shence?"

Jing Yuan just smiled when he heard this. "You mean I don't look like General Shence now?"

Hua Wu nodded and said, "I think you're more like the Divine Power General right now, and this thing can be hidden for a while, but not forever. Although it won't be a big problem if it's exposed, I just want you to keep it hidden."

Hua Wu looked at Jing Yuan and said, "I don't know why I have this... well, kind of feeling. Don't you want to experience that feeling when everyone thinks you're just a strategist, a weakling, and then you suddenly shout loudly and reveal this strong physique?"

Jing Yuan waved his hand and said helplessly, "Uh... I'm not that childish."

As Jing Yuan waved, a sound like tearing leather came from his clothes again. Why? Because his custom-made oversized general's uniform was still being made...

Upon hearing this voice, Hua Wu accurately understood the customer's needs. "This bracelet allows your clothes to stretch freely. It's the same style as Yan Qing's. Haven't you noticed that Yan Qing's clothes also expand and shrink according to his body shape?"

Jingyuan: ......

To be honest, Jing Yuan was a little tempted. After all, he had discovered this problem when he sparred with the Divine Lord earlier: he could only exert 30% of his strength, and his clothes would burst after that.

"So how does this bracelet work?"

Hua Wu rummaged through his pockets and pulled out a bracelet that was exactly the same as the one Yan Qing was wearing.

"It's very simple. By utilizing the abundant property of creating something from nothing, a gravity field will be generated around you. And the clothes will be recognized as part of your body for treatment. This way, your clothes won't get damaged, and you won't have to worry about them getting too big and not being able to shrink back down. The gravity field will take care of that."

"Come on, let's increase it by 5 times and see how strong it is." Hua Wu slapped the bracelet into Jing Yuan's hand.

"What?" Jing Yuan felt a pressure, like carrying a load on his shoulders, a backpack on his back, and sandbags tied to his hands and legs.

It felt a little awkward, but it didn't seem to affect his activities.

Yanqing's eyes shone with an invisible light of admiration as Jingyuan remained completely unharmed despite being subjected to 5 times the normal gravity.

Yanqing said excitedly, "As expected of a general, you accomplished what I couldn't do with ease. If I were 5 times stronger, I would be lying on the ground by now. It seems I need to work even harder."

Jingyuan looked at his arm and felt that it had probably shrunk a little bit.

"This bracelet doesn't seem to be very effective...maybe we should just give up on it."

Hua Wu: ?

"Are you provoking me by saying I'm not capable enough? Give me another one." Hua Wu slapped another one into Jing Yuan's hand.

Jing Yuan looked at the other ring on his hand. "Uh... even if this ring is worth 5, the two together are only worth 10. It seems to have no other use besides making me feel a little awkward. No need, I've already accepted this identity."

"You...uh...what's going on? How many times is this?" Jing Yuan suddenly felt something was wrong, feeling a bit of chest tightness and shortness of breath.

"It's also 50,000, but their relationship isn't addition; when they're worn together, it's multiplication. And when the two bracelets touch, you can even choose other calculation methods, supporting multiplication by order."

"However, the initial stage I set for you is multiplication, which is roughly equivalent to 1000 × 50000, or about fifty million times."

Hua Wu looked at Jing Yuan and felt that Jing Yuan's strong muscles seemed to have shrunk a little, perhaps by one-tenth.

"But it's strange, why are you still so muscular? Although it seems a little smaller. Is the size too small?"

Before Jing Yuan could react, he began operating the bracelet on Jing Yuan's wrist.

Jing Yuan only saw the multiplier on his left hand turn into ten thousand, and then a heavy feeling, as if he had been elbowed in the head, came over him.

The invincible, powerful general has fallen.

Chapter 138 Yanqing: Second Master's martial arts are maxed out, but his intelligence must be lacking. I choose intelligence!

Yanqing looked at the fallen figure and shouted, "General!!!"

Hua Wu looked at Jing Yuan, whose body had returned to its factory settings, and simply said, "As expected, my calculations were correct."

"Uh—", Jing Yuan struggled to get up. The change from 50 million to 500 million caught him off guard.

Jing Yuan looked at his restored figure. "Hmm, I still feel more comfortable with my old body. It's just that this suffocating feeling needs some time to adjust."

Hua Wu looked at Jing Yuan in confusion and said, "Suffocation? Where is suffocation? Ask Yan Qing if he ever suffocated while I was training him. I always trained Yan Qing like this, where is suffocation?"

"Have you thought about whether you have worked hard to practice your skills in the past three years, whether the duration of your Divine Lord status has increased, and whether you have paid attention to the hunting experience?"

Jingyuan: ......

At this moment, Jingyuan, who felt tightness in his chest and shortness of breath, felt that this must be revenge.

So you're planning to leave now?

Hua Wu thought for a moment, "I agreed with them for a week, but I only scolded Yan Qing for half a day. Isn't that a bit irresponsible?"

"Oh right, I just remembered that our Yanqing is a speed-type athlete."

"How about I train Yanqing's speed? For example, have him run a lap around the outer perimeter of Luofu while wearing 800 tons of training armor under 8000 times gravity?"

Yanqing: ?

If conditions allowed, Yanqing would want to roll his eyes and collapse to the ground right now. He'd only just gotten used to that 8000 times gravity. Daily life was fine, but fighting under that kind of gravity, while he wouldn't get injured, his attacks would be incredibly slow.

In addition, there's the 800-ton training armor, and based on his experience with the array sword, that 800-ton training armor would definitely weigh more than 800 tons under 8000 times the force of gravity.

Even under normal gravity, without carrying anything, he might not be able to complete a lap around the outer perimeter of Luofu in a whole day.

This is simply trying to kill him, though it won't actually kill him.

Yanqing absolutely had to protest against this; he couldn't be fooled anymore. "Teacher Jifeng, I believe training should proceed gradually. Training is called training because it won't catch you off guard like real combat."

Upon hearing this, Hua Wu thought that if it was a gradual process, it couldn't be called a crash course. "Who knows more about training, you or me? Just tell me, aren't you stronger than before?"

“I…” Yanqing couldn’t refute it; he had no reason to refute it.

"Leave this to me... My lightning is faster than your wind." Jing Yuan chose to lend a hand, since Yan Qing's current combat strength had already far surpassed the passing grade for Swordsman.

Jing Yuan even felt that if the generals of the past had not used the Divine Lord, they might not have been able to defeat Yan Qing now.

After all, apart from the marshal, 90% of the power of the Heavenly Generals in the Hunting Camp lies in their respective spirits, and their own qualities are gradually enhanced under the possession of the spirits, but the enhancement is very limited.

Hua Wu felt this wouldn't work, because Jing Yuan's personality meant he probably wouldn't train Yan Qing. It would just be another case of letting her run wild.

“But Yanqing is an ice-attribute child. It’s obvious that my Qingfeng is more suitable for his ice attribute than your Leiting.”

Jing Yuan recalled Hua Wu's past bloody and turbulent times, leaving a trail of red in his wake. "Are you sure your wind is a gentle breeze?"

Hua Wu scoffed, "I have nothing to my name, so why can't my wind be a gentle breeze?"

Hua Wu suddenly remembered that the form his "memory" took seemed to be ice-attribute.

"Oh, I remember now. I think I also have ice attributes, and I also have a move that is extremely suitable for Yanqing, that move is called Thousand Mirrors and Myriad Images."

Jing Yuan felt something was off about the name. In his memory, Hua Wu would never have chosen such an artistic name for his moves.

"A thousand mirrors, ten thousand images? Are you sure it shouldn't be called 'One Flash, Ten Thousand Tigers'?"

Hua Wu didn't quite understand. "A flash of ten thousand tigers? What a lame name! Do I have some kind of terrible naming ability?"

Jing Yuan gradually adapted to the gravity. "I won't comment on this point; you can recall it yourself."

"Forget it, I'm too lazy to remember."

Hua Wu looked directly at Yan Qing.

"Yanqing, I'm just asking you, are you going to learn or not?"

Yanqing thought the name sounded a bit like a clone skill. "Hmm... Teacher, how do I practice this?"

"This is very easy to practice. Double all the data I just told you. Run two laps around Luofu. Once you've mastered it, you can achieve this effect by running at high speed in front of your enemies."

"Of course, there's another way: use the power of your destiny to create a few phantoms or clones of yourself. Remember, they have to be exactly the same, otherwise it won't work. Of course, I have a quick manual here, originally priced at 998 million patrol coins. Hmm... a friendly price for master and disciple, all you need to do is fight me."

Yanqing: ?

Jingyuan: ?

Yanqing was stunned. He suddenly realized a problem: it seemed that his second master did nothing but beat and torture people.

There didn't seem to be any proper training methods, and he was starting to doubt what that manual actually was.

"So, teacher, I didn't have a choice, right?"

Hua Wu nodded and said, "You have a choice. Either you carry 1600 tons of stuff around Luofu twice under 16000 times the gravity, and then I'll give you the manual. Or you can have a friendly spar with me, and then I'll give you the manual."

He then took out a business card and said, "Take a look for yourself. I don't recommend you choose anything related to mental health, because you'll most likely be defeated in a completely bewildered way."

Yanqing took the business card and looked at the branch on it, recalling something. When he saw the name Carlo, his temples throbbed slightly.

That belt whipped Yanqing so hard he was practically shaved into a tangled mess; it was incredibly powerful and directly ripped out his psychological trauma.

He glanced again at the immortal dragon king named Hunqian, and recalled the giant golden axe that could extend and retract at will.

He shook his head and continued watching.

Hua Wu didn't understand. Why not just pick one and hit it? What was Yan Qing hesitating about?

"Have you made your choice yet? I'm getting a little impatient."

Yanqing looked it over and decided to choose Wisdom. He didn't believe his second master could receive the attention of the All-Knowing Heavenly Lord.

For someone like his second master, whose mind was filled with nothing but the thrill of fighting and beheading, intellect must have been the easiest thing for him.

"I've made up my mind. I choose intellect. I choose to spar with my second master, who is an intellectual type!"

Hua Wu took out a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, put them on, and smiled at Yan Qing, saying, "Alright, come on, use your moves to hit me."