After three days and four nights in the Lava Chamber, when Wang Baole returned to Dharmic Armament Peak, all the students he met along the way gave him sidelong glances. The record he had broken was just too shocking.
Even many teachers from the Lower Academy Island began to pay attention to Wang Baole. After all, it had been less than a year since school had started. Wang Baole's breakthrough speed might not be the fastest, but in terms of causing a stir, it was unparalleled.
His feats came one after another, stirring up storms on the Spirit Intranet time and time again. As a result, there was no one in the entire Lower Academy Island who did not know Wang Baole, regardless of whether they were freshmen or seniors.
Wang Baole was already on his way back. He logged on to the Spirit Intranet and learned about what had happened while he was on the diet. He was filled with emotions.
I'm just trying to lose some weight, but I actually caused such a stir … It's just too extraordinary. No, I'm going to be the Federation President. I have to keep a low profile. Wang Baole coughed dryly and walked to his cave abode smugly. He took out the Ice Spirit Water and drank a huge mouthful. He immediately felt refreshed.
Losing weight isn't easy. Recalling the process of losing weight, Wang Baole sighed as he took out a bag of snacks and munched on them.
I have to be careful in the future. I can't let myself gain weight again. Losing weight is just too tough. Wang Baole constantly reminded himself. Just thinking about the high temperature in the Lava Chamber made him take out another bag of snacks and put it in his mouth with lingering fear.
I definitely can't gain any more weight! With such determination, Wang Baole ate snacks for the entire afternoon. He patted the meat on his stomach, and his eyes were filled with determination. He began to ponder the problem of his Spirit Stone purity.
Wang Baole hesitated when he thought about the crazy absorption of spirit energy when the Spirit Stone was at 85% purity. He searched for a lot of information on the Spirit Intranet before he had some confidence. In the future, he would strengthen his control over the refinement process. He would rather slow down so as to maintain the speed of the influx of spirit energy.
In this way, although the speed of refining spirit stones was slower, he was able to avoid the sudden increase in spirit fat due to his cautiousness.
After solving this problem, Wang Baole was in a good mood. He felt that the title of Head Prefect was really close to his grasp this time. Hence, his heart burned with passion as he began to attempt to raise the purity level.
But good times didn't last long … A month later, Wang Baole was dismayed to find that his Spirit Stone Purity was stuck again, unable to break through to 86%.
This was the second time he had encountered a bottleneck. Wang Baole gloomily took out the black mask. After some hesitation, he finally chose to enter the dream. The scene before him blurred, and when it became clear again, he was still in that world of ice and snow.
As the cold wind howled past, Wang Baole quickly lowered his head to look at the blurry black mask in his hand. But after looking at it for a long time, the words on the mask were still the same as the words of the Cleansing Pill that had appeared before. There were no changes.
"Strange … Do I have to say it out loud?" Wang Baole scratched his head. He recalled that the last time the mask had changed because he was muttering to himself. Hence, he looked at the mask suspiciously and whispered.
"Mask, oh, mask. Tell me, is there any way for me to break through the 85% Spirit Stone Purity bottleneck and reach above 90%?"
After Wang Baole said that, he stared intently at the black mask. In just a few seconds, the words on the mask turned blurry. The entire mask even flashed a few times before new words gradually appeared.
"There's indeed someone inside!" Wang Baole took a deep breath as his heart pounded. He looked at the words.
"Great Void Twisting Technique?" This time, more words appeared. After Wang Baole finished reading them all, he was taken aback. This was because the answer given by the mask this time was no longer a pill. Instead, it imparted to Wang Baole a cultivation technique that resembled a martial technique.
There were many such techniques in Ethereal Dao College, especially in the Combat faculty. For example, there were many types of twisting techniques. It was not surprising that there were many types.
This left Wang Baole somewhat puzzled. He read it again carefully.
According to what was written, the reason for the bottleneck was that the devouring seed in Wang Baole's body was unable to completely fuse with his body. It was difficult for him to do as he wished. The twisting technique was the best way to speed up the fusion between his body and the devouring seed.
Once it was completely mastered, not only would it increase the devouring seed's suction force, but it would also instinctively disperse throughout his body, allowing him to devour as he wished. When that happened, he would be able to break through the 85% bottleneck and reach perfection.
"Isn't the first move just bending fingers?" Wang Baole blinked. He was smart to begin with. At the same time, the Great Void Twisting Technique did not appear to be anything special. At that moment, he raised his left hand and grabbed forward.
After practicing a few times, he decided to control the dream and conjure the figure of a middle-aged man in front of him. The man's face was blurry, and his cultivation level was at the Blood Qi realm. The moment he appeared, he immediately pounced at Wang Baole.
Wang Baole glared and similarly advanced. With his speed and strength at the Physical Seal realm, he punched out and immediately forced the sparring partner to retreat. When he approached, he grabbed the sparring partner's palm, found his fingers, and bent them.
"This is too simple." Just as Wang Baole was mumbling, he suddenly noticed a black beam flash on the black mask. At the same time, the entire dream world distorted. There were even cracking sounds that spread out in all directions.
"What's going on!?" Wang Baole jumped in fright and quickly retreated to observe his surroundings. He realized that the cold wind here was even colder. Some of the animals in the distance also seemed to be a little different.
Before Wang Baole could take a closer look, the sparring partner he had conjured earlier suddenly raised his head. His cultivation level was still at the Blood Qi realm, but he seemed to have changed into another person. He faintly exuded a murderous aura as he charged straight at Wang Baole.
Although it was still the same person, the feeling he gave Wang Baole was very different. He did not have time to think and immediately punched out. But this time … the moment he punched out, the sparring partner did not dodge. He did not know how he did it, but all he did was tap Wang Baole's wrist. Immediately, Wang Baole felt an indescribable numbness spread through his entire arm.
His clenched fist immediately loosened, and even his strength seemed to dissipate. The sparring partner seized the opportunity to grab Wang Baole's finger and bent it upwards.
"It hurts! Stop, stop, stop!"
The intense pain spread through Wang Baole's body like an electric shock. He broke out in a cold sweat and could not help but cry out in pain. His body seemed to have lost all strength in an instant as he staggered along with the other party's strength.
Following Wang Baole's cry, the sparring partner immediately let go and took a few steps back. He looked at Wang Baole expressionlessly.
Holding his own finger, Wang Baole panted. He looked at the sparring partner with lingering fear and then looked at the black mask. He had a vague feeling that everything that had happened just now was the work of the mask. He immediately felt indignant and indignant.
"What's so great about bending fingers? I wasn't prepared just now. Again!" As soon as Wang Baole said that, the sparring partner immediately rushed over. This time, Wang Baole was prepared. He no longer punched, but stood up and kicked. After the sparring partner dodged, he seized the opportunity and threw a punch at the sparring partner's temple.
But this time, a strange scene occurred. Although Wang Baole had clearly taken advantage of the sparring partner's dodging to attack, the sparring partner suddenly emitted a suction force from his body. This suction force seemed to transform into an invisible hand that grabbed Wang Baole's arm and pulled his body to change direction. The sparring partner turned around and grabbed Wang Baole's finger again and bent it in an instant.
The familiar pain surfaced once again. Wang Baole screamed and quickly shouted for the sparring partner to stop. However, he felt even more indignant and was about to lose control of himself.
Bending fingers was really too painful. Even Wang Baole, who was often scolded for being shameless, felt that this move was extremely shameless. The feeling of not being able to use his strength and the other party deliberately bending his finger drove him crazy.
"Again!" After a long while, Wang Baole recovered from his pale complexion. This time, he decided not to use his hand and once again fought with his sparring partner.
Soon, Wang Baole's finger was grabbed by his opponent again. His body went limp as his hand was raised high. Before his opponent could bend it, he wailed inwardly, feeling like crying but no tears came out.
"Heavens, you are such a bully. I hid my hand the entire time, but you still managed to bend it! Ah … It hurts! " Wang Baole was on the brink of tears. However, the hatred in his heart could not be stopped. His opponent was only at the Blood Qi realm, while he was already at the Physical Seal realm. Yet, his opponent was able to grab his finger every time. The intense pain, grievance, and helplessness made Wang Baole feel extremely aggrieved amidst his mixed feelings.
"I don't believe it. Come on!" Wang Baole gritted his teeth and charged forward again …
Time passed. In the dream, Wang Baole's screams continued incessantly, becoming more and more miserable. When a day passed and Wang Baole left the dream, he was completely exhausted. He lay in the cave abode and looked at his ten fingers with a sullen expression.
"Heavens, this bending of fingers is too much. There's also that suction force. There's no way to dodge it … No, I have to learn this move. It's very powerful!" Wang Baole had long realized that when the black mask flashed, it was actually a changed sparring partner. What he had used on him was the Great Void Twisting Technique.
Otherwise, there was no way to explain the suction force. Clearly, according to the first move of the Great Void Capturing Technique, the suction force was a black-hole-like force that formed after the devouring seed dispersed throughout his body.
After personally experiencing the sharpness of the Great Void Capturing Technique, Wang Baole was also tempted. He felt that the Great Void Capturing Technique could not only solve the problem of the purity of his Spirit Stones, but also allow him to possess combat techniques.
This made him determined in his heart. That night, even when he rested, his mind was constantly analyzing and considering. As the sun rose, Wang Baole hurriedly ate some snacks as breakfast and entered the dream again.
Just like that, day after day passed. Not only did the screams in the dream not decrease, but they became more frequent. It turned out that Wang Baole's ability to withstand pain increased, and his recovery time also increased. Therefore, the number of times his fingers were bent increased.
"It hurts!"
"Heavens, who invented this Great Void Capturing Technique?!"
"My fingers are going to break …"
In the end, if not for Wang Baole's strong mental fortitude, he might not have been able to persevere. Even so, after a month, Wang Baole was on the verge of going crazy. He even felt as though he was in agony over why humans grew fingers.
Therefore, he thought of a way. After discussing with the mask, he transformed into a small sparring partner. This small sparring partner was different from the previous big sparring partner. Therefore, he became the target of Wang Baole's venting.
Every time his fingers were bent, he would turn his head with pain and anger to fight with the small sparring partner to break his fingers. With this method, Wang Baole finally persevered.
However, after another month, Wang Baole tragically realized that the little sparring partner that he could vent and practice on was too weak and inflexible. He was completely unable to support the frenzied feeling in his body, and he was unable to enhance his actual combat capabilities. More importantly, the little sparring partner did not know how to scream. No matter how hard he tried to bend his fingers, he only looked at Wang Baole expressionlessly.
Wang Baole could not stand this in his heart. At the same time, after several months of fighting with the big sparring partner, he finally gained some insight and experience in bending fingers. He could not help but want to use his experience on a real person.
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