Star Forge Titan

Considering the various versions of events that occurred in Virtual Paladia, the futures of Elrond and Lind, the source of the previous events, have been altered. Therefore, the evil god and his minions will inevitably seek other targets.

Although the overall population of the Silent Desert is much smaller than other areas of the Palladia world, if all the people in the five city-states are counted, there is more than enough to be used as sacrifices to open the "door".

Thinking of this, Alvin clenched his fists.

But then his tightly clenched fingers slowly loosened, and even a hint of a smile appeared on his face.

Well, even if it's not for 'justice', even if it's not to find the ruins of the Giant Kingdom, there are more reasons to join the Free Fist.

I don't want to be a pushover, but for the sake of survival, I have to bury those five rotten monsters in the ground.

"I've heard that transcendents elsewhere on the continent, in addition to the innate abilities bestowed upon them after various job promotions, use a mainstream method of manipulating 'Chi' called magic. I don't know the specific difference between that technique and boxing."

Not sure what was going through the mind of the black-haired boy next to him, Lucas, feeling a little embarrassed, turned to talk about boxing.

As a young man, he is naturally interested in other areas of the mainland that he has never visited, and it is normal for him to think about such questions.

However, Lucas's casual question triggered another round of thinking in Ivan.

"Well, now that you mention it, there are indeed many similarities between the two." The tall, black-haired young man paused, then suddenly frowned his sword-like eyebrows that slanted into his temples.

Lucas's words suddenly made him realize something he had overlooked.

Originally based on first impression and intuitive feeling, Alvin always regarded boxing and magic as two trees that looked similar but grew from different seeds.

However, through this period of systematic study, putting aside the superficial difference between calling 'magic' and 'qi', he also vaguely realized that both were essentially magical manipulation skills. In addition to the similarities in their forms of expression, their core essences seemed to have many things that could be equated.

Could it be that the boxing style that was born in the silent desert far south of the continent also has its original source related to magic?

If you think about it carefully, this is not impossible.

First of all, the origins of magic in the modern Palladian world come from an ancient empire whose specific name can no longer be verified, and the various magical techniques used by the ancient empire are inextricably linked to the Giant Kingdom.

Going back further, the latter's entire culture was inherited from the Titan Uranus civilization.

Then, a coincidence came. The Silent Desert, this extremely desolate wasteland, was the capital of the Giant Kingdom thousands of years ago. It can be said to be the most important civilized area in the entire kingdom.

The endless stream of ideas, thoughts and inspirations flashed through Ivan's mind like a meteor shower. His rapid thinking like a brainstorming session allowed him to understand many things in an instant.

However, the specific situation still needed further investigation and research. A possible hypothesis about the origin of boxing made Ivan subconsciously quicken his pace.

There was actually a way to solve this problem. He happened to know someone who was like a living fossil in the history of the development of the boxing technique.

Rigor, the grand elder of the Free Fist, who has lived through a long time and even witnessed the founding of the alliance, must have a deep understanding of the history of the development of boxing.

Moreover, he also had another question he wanted to explore, which was whether there was a higher realm of boxing beyond the 'Jiechuan' and 'Master' levels.

It’s not that he has reached the highest level of boxing at this stage, but during the previous battle, Alvin discovered that the core configuration of the Flowing Stone Fist does have the potential to be used as a basis for skill fusion, but there seems to be an invisible upper limit to the boxing technique’s tolerance of external forces.

Anyway, when he tried, he failed to fully integrate the power of the 'Light Forged Armor' into it, so it appeared to be a strange appearance with a large number of cross starlights embedded in the crystal scales.

Considering the news I had heard from Heidi, the news about the 'Fighting Steel Suit'...

Chapter 68: Storm in a Cup

"A higher realm."

"And the source of the boxing technique...?"

Looking at his serious-looking disciple, Rigor, who was hunched over in a rocking chair, suddenly smiled.

The wrinkled old face was smiling particularly brightly at this moment, and was also particularly relieved. There was also a subtle surprise as if he saw the small saplings he had planted suddenly grow into towering trees overnight.

Maybe it's a breed issue...

Just now, after confirming that no one was following them, Alvin said goodbye to Lucas, who was going to continue taking care of Gao Shan whose injuries had not yet healed.

As for Alvin, he did not return to the White Dove Chamber of Commerce, which was the secret base of the Free Fist, but came to the Great Elder's safe house, which was known to only a few people.

Today Brad was out and about as usual, so in the seemingly ordinary courtyard, only the great elder Rigor was sitting alone in the rocking chair.

The elder, with a wrinkled face and a bent body, was only a little over one meter tall. He seemed to be dozing off, with his head nodding.

But Alvin knew that all this was just an appearance.

As expected, as soon as he took a step into the courtyard, the elder raised his head and gave him a smile that was leaky due to missing teeth.

He made a pot of desert coffee for his teacher as usual. He didn't use a machine. He picked up a handful of coffee beans and ground the dried and roasted hard beans into fine powder. Even the hot water needed to brew the coffee was boiled directly with the power of the boxing configuration. He had taken a look at the other boxing techniques he had learned a few days ago and found related configuration powers.

The entire brewing process is completed in less than a few minutes.

After this, Alvin slowly expressed the doubts that had just occurred to him.

The elder took the coffee from the disciple with a hand that was smaller than that of an ordinary person, and shook a skinny index finger at Ivan.

"It's not a realm." Rigor sipped his coffee like a lazy old cat at home, raised his head and said directly:

"It's not like there's an upper limit to boxing."

It was rare for the old man to show a serious expression.

"Boxing is freedom."

“Not free.”

Retracting his finger and tapping his chest, Elder Rigor continued:

"It's my generation of boxers."

The words of the Great Elder made Alvin fall into deep thought, but as a teacher, it was natural for him to help his disciples solve their problems.

Rigor raised his hand and flicked the ceramic cup containing coffee. The fragrant dark brown liquid inside began to rotate, even creating a mini vortex in the small ceramic cup.

"If this is qi." Yaoyao tapped the coffee in the ceramic cup.

Then, Rigor raised his hand and pointed at the ceramic cup itself.

"Then this is a boxer."

Finally, the elder shook the ceramic cup slightly, making the vortex formed by the coffee stronger.

“And this is the boxing method.”

Ivan raised his eyebrows and immediately understood what the teacher wanted to express.

Just at this moment, stimulated by the clever force exerted by the great elder, accompanied by a crisp sound, the vortex formed by the rotation of the liquid in the cup suddenly shook, and even a crack appeared on the ceramic cup itself.

"If we just keep increasing the power of our punches, will it make the boxer unable to bear it..." Alvin looked thoughtful.

This problem does not seem to exist for him. After all, as a descendant of Titan, he is much stronger than ordinary people.

But ordinary boxers do not have such a strong body as his. If they want to further improve the power of their boxing, they will inevitably face the difficulty of their bodies being unable to withstand this force.

Could it be that the so-called fighting spirit armor that summons armor is the answer that boxers use to solve the problem of their own endurance limit?

It is rumored that the armor summoned by the fist fighter when using this secret technique is actually not used to protect himself, but to carry the power of a more powerful fist configuration?

Seeing the look of sudden enlightenment on his disciple's face, Rigor did not hide the satisfaction in his eyes.

At the same time, he was also lamenting the disciple's exaggerated talent. Learning martial arts quickly was one thing, and he had also seen people born with supernatural powers. But the incredible acumen and understanding he displayed during the learning process was something that ordinary people couldn't even feel jealous of.

But then, Rigor felt a little helpless.

Despite being the most powerful alliance of boxers in the desert, the research and development of the fighting steel armor within the Freedom Fist is far from complete.

The rituals required for practice are very expensive, and even now that a city-state has been captured, they cannot be provided to the majority.

What's more, the ritual has extremely high requirements for the recipient himself, and even if a fighter has finally completed the ritual, there is a high possibility that he will be pushed to the state of self-destruction by the overly powerful force of the configuration due to imperfect technology during use.

Therefore, even the top fighters among the Freedom Fists, after undergoing the ceremony, would often only risk using this power at the most critical moments.

Ivan didn't know about this. At this moment, his mind raced and he immediately thought of another possibility.

If the configuration power of the ordinary Flowing Stone Fist cannot bear the integration of all other abilities into it, then can I sublimate the core configuration of this boxing technique to the level of Dou Qi Steel Armor, and then use it to accommodate a series of talents and abilities including Light Forged Armor and Void Scale Steel Armor?

Furthermore, the meditation method he practiced - Steel God Forging, was also a meditation method to improve the stability of his own magic power.

Magic, spirit, and body, if one can achieve the unity of these three before being promoted to the third level, then he will be able to firmly grasp the ticket to a higher level, or even the level of a perfect person.

Well, although it is not the first one, this kind of thing is like a krypton gold item that increases the success rate before strengthening equipment. The more the better, and no one will complain about having too much!

At this time, Alvin suddenly remembered another problem he had just mentioned.

"Teacher, do you know anything about the origin of boxing?"

“…” Rigor suddenly fell silent.

For some reason, Alvin suddenly felt that the teacher's already hunched back was now bent even more.

In fact, although the Great Elder had a face full of wrinkles and a thin and short body, he was not as strong as most boxers.

However, all the fighters who have received his teachings know that within that body that seems to have shrunk due to old age, there is a power that others can hardly imagine.

But at this moment, the Great Elder's spirit was extremely weak, like that of an ordinary old man.

"More than a decade ago, a disciple also asked the same question."

“…” Alvin felt vaguely unnatural.

Next, there is nothing next.

teacher?

Master?

This awful old man!!!

The great elder Rigor, curled up in the rocking chair, was snoring loudly.

Ivan's eyes widened. He really didn't expect that the boxing master in front of him would use this method to avoid the questions raised by his disciples.

Chapter 69: Falcon Dance

"Hahaha! This is indeed something a teacher would do."

Brad raised his hand to his forehead and couldn't help laughing.

Just now, he heard from Ivan about what happened to this junior fellow not long ago. As a senior fellow, this guy not only did not express sympathy, but instead couldn't help laughing out loud.

Seeing his cheap senior brother in front of him behave like this, Alvin felt the blood vessels in his forehead beating violently as if they had been blocked by a blood clot for ten years, and his five fingers subconsciously clenched into hard fists.

"Okay, okay, I won't laugh." Brad waved his hand and looked serious.

"Actually, the teacher is also concerned about your safety."

Then, he told Alvin in detail what he knew about the fighting steel armor.

After hearing this, Ivan rested his chin on one hand, a thoughtful expression on his face. "That is to say, this technique is not yet perfected. Improper use could lead to disastrous consequences due to excessive use of 'Chi'."

"Well, that's the fact." Brad nodded, and then continued:

"You should know that the innate 'qi', or magical energy, within each person is not infinite."

"Not to mention that the ritual of mastering the 'Fighting Qi Steel Armor' is still imperfect, it is inherently dangerous. Even simply using this power will greatly deplete the boxer's limited 'Chi'."

"If you lose control of it by mistake, it will trigger the vitality that is closely related to your own 'qi'. In that case, even if you rely on the bonus of the fighting steel armor to forcibly eliminate the enemy, the boxer himself will be exhausted and die." As if remembering something, Brad's face showed a bit of loneliness and unexpressed sadness.

In their struggle against the Witch King, the Fist of Freedom encountered numerous hardships and obstacles. The spirit of the Fist fighters inevitably drove some of them to step forward, sacrificing themselves to wield the power of their "Fighting Steel Armor" and perish alongside their enemies.

Brad sighed darkly.

"In some sense, it's an ominous force."

vitality?

Alvin thought about it and realized that once his physical attributes entered the perfect realm, his vitality would reach a state of endless circulation like the ocean.

As for magic power, the original magic power in his body was originally extremely violent in nature, but after training in the Steel God Casting Meditation Method, at this moment, while retaining the original high activity, it was given a second characteristic of stability and controllability. The total amount far exceeded that of ordinary second-level transcendents, and was even more abundant than some spellcasting professions of the same level.

Maybe, those problems... are not problems for me?

This thought suddenly popped up in Ivan's mind.

At the same time, Brad looked around and suddenly lowered his voice and said to him:

"Actually, you don't have to worry too much. The teacher has already been secretly preparing the materials needed for the ceremony. Although he seems to be indifferent, there's no way he really doesn't care about the safety of us disciples."

Having said that, Brad gave Ivan a look.

"Among the younger generation of the alliance, you are the most qualified to perform the ceremony. So, there is no need to rush."

But then he sighed again.