Exotic Battlefield: I Can Activate Dual Talents

Chapter 1021 - 624: 3.2 Billion Jin of Strength, Peering into the Supreme Realm of the Saber Method (Part 2)

If he ran into the same problem next time, he might only need to patch up eighty percent of his injuries himself.

Once all his injuries were fully healed, Lu Lin just rested for a bit, then entered cultivation state again.

He felt that this time’s universe traversal might be an opportunity for him.

When the Flying Boat reported that it was in motion, Lu Lin felt the power of the Golden Body Sutra become even more active, just like when he had first started cultivation.

He didn’t know whether it was because of the universe transit or the gravity room, but Lu Lin didn’t need to worry about the reason for now; he had to seize the time and start cultivation.

His weight was currently one kilogram; Lu Lin needed to adjust it to a level where the pressure was sufficient.

Lu Lin tuned it down a notch, and at that moment the gravity on his body was about eight hundred million jin, a level that was the limit he could currently bear without causing too much destruction to his body.

If he raised it any higher, his newly patched internal organs might run into problems again.

Cultivation is actually very monotonous.

But over the long term, especially after more than forty years of immersive cultivation under Elder Long, Lu Lin not only no longer felt it was dull, he actually held anticipation in his heart.

He wanted to strengthen.

One day later.

Lu Lin guided the Golden Body Sutra’s energy on a full circuit through his body; the eight hundred million jin of pressure had already become something he was gradually adapting to, his physical strength had increased greatly, but he still needed to continue cultivation for a while.

Because if he adjusted the gear one more time, the pressure Lu Lin received would directly double.

After spending roughly a week, Lu Lin was already able to perform any movement under eight hundred million jin of pressure—walking, standing up, sitting down, all of it extremely simple; most importantly, even under such tremendous pressure, Lu Lin could still wield weapons and practice the Saber Method.

The broken knife really lived up to being a Top-ranked Star Artifact. When Lu Lin first used other weapons to practice in this environment, some ordinary Star Devices, and even a Nine Grade Star Device battle knife he had forged by imitating the broken knife, could only last less than half a day under such terrifying gravity before dozens of cracks appeared along the blade.

Lu Lin worried that if he kept using it a bit longer, the knife would disintegrate on the spot, so he hurriedly switched to the broken knife.

After a total of eight days, Lu Lin decided he was ready to face even greater pressure. He took a deep breath, tensed the power of his whole body, and slowly turned the dial up by one notch.

Whoosh.

In an instant, terrifying gravity, in complete Silence, crashed down on Lu Lin’s body.

Bloodshot veins surfaced in Lu Lin’s eyes.

The muscles on his body bulged into knots even without him consciously flexing them.

Blue muscle stood out like the roots of a Great Tree exposed above the ground, twisting and tangling.

In a heartbeat, Lu Lin went from a delicate-looking youth to a burly, terrifying muscle demon; this physique was a hundred times more developed than those bodybuilding experts he had seen in the federation.

This version of Lu Lin was the undisputed strongest-flesh-state Lu Lin.

Lu Lin didn’t care at all about the change in his figure.

Under such horrific pressure, even if he wanted to care, there was nothing he could do.

Several times he wanted to reach out and turn the dial back one notch, but in the end Lu Lin still gave up.

Back under the previous eight hundred million jin of gravity he would of course feel incomparably relaxed, but that would be of no benefit whatsoever to the cultivation of his flesh.

Since he had chosen the path of the strong person, he had to endure, had to bear the pain he faced now.

Only—

This gravity was simply too great.

It wasn’t the sixteen hundred million jin Lu Lin had estimated before, but a terrifying three billion two hundred million jin.

This was already extremely close to the full strength he currently possessed; just maintaining a standing posture was already tremendously difficult for Lu Lin.

His knees and the bones in both legs couldn’t withstand such massive force and kept making ear-piercing creaking sounds.

In this state, Lu Lin couldn’t even manage to change posture.

He could only stand.

Then he entered Inner Vision. He saw that not only his five viscera and six organs, not only his blood vessels, but even his tough muscles, fascia, and bones tinged with faint gold all showed fine cracks.

Pain.

Agony.

Agony beyond endurance.

Yet a joyous smile appeared on Lu Lin’s face instead.

This was the feeling.

Under the extreme suppression of gravity, the Golden Body Sutra’s energy became unimaginably active, like a young horse that had been penned in a stable for two years and for the first time ran free into the vast wilderness, able to romp, sprint, and neigh at will.

Without Lu Lin having to urge it, this surge of Golden Body Sutra energy automatically sought out his most severely damaged five viscera and began mending them, mending them again and again.

But done like this, the efficiency was too low.

Often, just as the energy finished repairing an area, cracks would appear there again.

Internal organs bleeding.

Internal organs rupturing.

If this happened to an ordinary person, they’d probably be dead on the spot.

Even in the eyes of some cultivator with a certain level of Cultivation, such injuries would be enough to be called severe, a heavy wound that would make a Martial Artist lose a great deal of vital strength.

Only Lu Lin, relying on his extraordinarily powerful physique, could face such terrifying internal injuries and still endure them without changing expression.

One day.

Three days.

Ten days.

Only after a full ten days of Achievement did Lu Lin finally barely rid himself of the state of his internal organs constantly breaking down, and the Golden Body Sutra’s energy also began to enter the blood vessels to help with recovery.

With the successful experience from the internal organs, this time it only took three days for all the blood vessels in Lu Lin’s body to be fully repaired.

Next came the fascia, muscles, and bones.

Compared to the frail internal organs and blood vessels, they already performed excellently. Even without the help of the Golden Body Sutra’s energy, over these ten-odd days they had been slowly adapting to the current terrifying gravity.

The price, however, was that Lu Lin’s physique swelled up again.

This demon-muscle-man form, though it represented Lu Lin’s strongest flesh Combat Power, also meant that under such conditions Lu Lin was unable to exert effective control over his own body.

Fortunately, after more than ten days, Lu Lin was already able to adapt to this level of gravity.

After finishing the repair of certain internal injuries, Lu Lin could already perform some simple movements, such as shuffling steps, moving like a tottering old man, and even opening his mouth to speak.

These actions that would usually seem so simple as to be mere instinct now required Lu Lin to keep trying and training for every single motion.

He was like a newborn infant, striving to adapt to this entirely new world.

Seven days later—that is, on the twentieth day after Lu Lin had adjusted the gravity—he had completely adapted to the current gravity environment, and his figure had returned to its original delicate and lean shape.

He could even take out the broken knife and do some simple Saber Method drills that looked fairly proper.

Back at Elder Long’s other courtyard, Lu Lin had spent forty years practicing and mastering the use of hundreds of mainstream weapons in Longyuan World, and the weapon he was most familiar with was the knife, the Saber Method.

Yet now, when Lu Lin performed the most basic saber moves, he suddenly had a different insight into the Saber Method.

In the past, though he’d never said it out loud, he was quite satisfied with his own realm in the Knife Way, even somewhat proud.

After all, Elder Long himself had praised him.

But now, as Lu Lin casually chopped, hacked, stabbed, flicked, chopped, intercepted, scraped, crashed, pointed, stabbed, pushed, scraped... when he used these basic Knife Way moves, he had a certain feeling.

All these years, it seemed his cultivation of saber arts had gone down a side path.

The Saber Method shouldn’t be like this.

Of course, a side path is not the same as a wrong path.

It’s just that if you want to reach the profound realm of the Saber Method by walking a side path, who knows how many years it will take.

Now, this unexpected universe journey had brought insight to Lu Lin.

The Saber Method is a killing art.

What it seeks is not extreme complexity, not ostentatious flash, not exquisite cleverness, nor anything like being traceless or as enigmatic as "antelopes hanging their horns."

The knife, as a weapon, was created for the sake of war from the very beginning.