His genetic potential had actually increased!
A direct increase of 10% was equivalent to a day's worth of hard work.
Feng Lin thought about it and understood the crux of the matter.
According to the theory of mythological genes, the path of cultivation could cause the human body to undergo subtle changes. However, the efficiency of such changes was very low.
Usually, only 11% to 26% of a day's effort would affect genes. The rest would be used on other useless attributes.
However, the existence of the genetic equation could allow all the effects of cultivation to be concentrated into a single point, transforming into genetic potential and storing it.
This was an ability to digitize one's body. Just like how one could gain experience from killing monsters in video games, Feng Lin could also use his genetic potential to strengthen himself.
Combat was also a form of cultivation, and it was the most effective method.
After figuring this out, he was even more interested in the upcoming battle.
As the first level of the pagoda was cleared, the light and shadow changed again.
Hong Gang materialized once more, but he did not attack again. Instead, he began to practice his fists.
It is a close-range fist technique that combines both internal and external techniques. This fist technique focuses on mobilizing internal Qi and using Qi to generate power. The stance is called the Six Six Stance, which represents the Innate Pure Yang and the Acquired Eight, Nine, and Seventy-Two are Yin. It uses the whole body and is also known as the Three Swaying Arms. The first Swaying Arm is infinitely quiet, the second Swaying Tai Chi moves, the third Swaying Arm is a mixture of Qi, water and fire, and the Qi is stored in the Dantian. It is also known as the Six Step Stance, which uses the Horse-riding Stance as its foundation. It can attack multiple times and defend multiple times.
There was actually such a benefit!
Feng Lin mused.
It turned out that every time he cleared a level of the Martial Pagoda, he would be able to learn the martial arts of the Illusory Martial Master. This was an unexpected surprise.
For example, each level was a checkpoint, and this was the reward for clearing it.
He only had vitality, but he didn't know martial arts, and he didn't have much combat power.
This was precisely what Feng Lin lacked.
Although the Hong Fist was only the most basic fist technique, Feng Lin still followed Hong Gang's moves and started to learn them in an orderly manner.
This martial art wasn't complicated, and Feng Lin quickly learned it. Next, he just needed to practice more and completely grasp it.
There was a time limit for the activation of the martial pagoda. He didn't stay here for long and headed up to the second level.
"Shaolin's Seven Stars Fist, please enlighten me!" A valiant warrior monk stood in the field, bowed, and pounced over.
Shaolin Seven Stars Fist, Palm Attack Five Petals. The moves and techniques were strange, and they all followed the same path. There were also cross-shaped paths, and the four sides responded to the changes. The Flower Claw was marvelous, and the Chicken Steps was continuous. Unhindered Eight Techniques, Thousand Formations Breaking Ten Thousand Barriers. High, middle, and bottom hammer, lying down to sweep away all rivers. There was also the Golden Bone Elbow that could break through the heavens. When encountering a strong enemy, one flees, like a sparrow hawk, cleverly flips over mountains. His feet moved as fast as lightning. Thrusting Thrusting God Palm, there was a hidden sky in the sky …
This was a fist technique with large movements and swift and fierce techniques.
Feng Lin didn't retreat in the slightest and fought against him head-on.
Rigidity and softness force a straight line, propriety and propriety determine the extent of the universe.
This time, he used the Hong Fist.
If one wanted to master a fist technique, tempering it in actual combat was the simplest and most effective way.
Although Feng Lin was stumbling at the start and appeared to be in a very sorry state, he was able to see through everything.
However, this was only the second floor of the tower, and the opponent's vitality was only 0.2. The absolute difference in vitality allowed him to deal with the opponent with ease.
As they fought, he became more and more familiar with the Hong Fist.
Finally, after 36 exchanges, he used the "Embracing the Moon" move to completely destroy his opponent's energy body.
Genetic potential + 11%.
As his genetic potential increased again, he also learned a new martial art at the same time. Shaolin Seven Stars Fist!
After that, he used what he learned on the spot, practicing the new martial arts one by one in the following levels.
Third level, fourth level, fifth level …
His vitality of 1.5 allowed him to move with ease in battle, breaking through level by level.
Genetic potential + 12%, + 13%, + 14% … rising rapidly.
Eight Trigrams Palm, Form and Will Fist, Taiji Fist … He learned all the martial arts that were passed down from ancient Earth.
Feng Lin could feel that his body was also undergoing rapid changes.
As expected of the illusory martial pagoda. Cultivating in it for a day was faster than cultivating in the outside world for ten days. No wonder it cost 10,000 star coins to enter for a single session.
He had really struck it rich this time!
Boom!
With a heavy blow, Feng Lin's fist was like a huge hammer as he blasted out a Taiji Cannon Fist. The air seemed to be shattered, and a thunderous sound rang out.
Under the fist, a skinny figure was destroyed.
Genetic potential + 18%!
This was already the ninth level of the pagoda.
Feng Lin panted heavily.
The higher the level, the harder it would be to clear the levels.
The guardians of each level were all martial dao masters. As their vitality stats increased, the gap between them and Feng Lin became smaller and smaller. Their sharp fist arts gave Feng Lin immense pressure.
The illusory martial dao master of this level was a skinny old man. Although he didn't look handsome, he had cultivated the Monkey Fist to a godly level.
The Monkey Fist was a type of nimble and vicious martial art. Its moves were sinister and vicious, targeting the opponent's vitals, making it hard for one to defend against it.
Once one was clawed, one's skin and flesh would be torn apart.
At the start, Feng Lin was caught off guard and was struck by the claws several times. Luckily, he had awakened the Stonebirth Gene, giving him stone skin and iron bones.
Although this old man was powerful, he couldn't break through Feng Lin's defense.
In the end, Feng Lin expended a large amount of stamina before he completely destroyed the old man.
Hu hu hu!
Sweat rolled down his face and Feng Lin panted heavily. He felt that his stamina was about to be depleted.
He couldn't go on like this. It was impossible for him to break through to the next level in this state.
Next was the tenth level. This was a dividing line.
This meant that the vitality of this level was at least 1, reaching the average standard of interstellar humans. Once the battle started, it would be extremely intense.
However, there was no rush. Luckily, he had genetic points.
He continuously brought in a lot of genetic potential, and now it had increased by 136%. In addition to the original 200%, Feng Lin now had a total of 232%. This also meant that Feng Lin had two more genetic points.
He decisively used one genetic point to add it to the Monkey Gene.
Name: Feng Lin
Vitality: 1.6
Monkey Gene: 10
Stonebirth Gene: 5
Genetic potential: 136%
The Monkey Gene had officially reached 10 points and was maxed out. His vitality had reached 1.6.
In an instant, his body experienced an immediate change.
The Monkey Gene was extremely beneficial to the human body.
Feng Lin felt extremely itchy all over his body. His muscles were streamlined, showing a perfect state of strong muscles and bones. His stamina was also rapidly recovering.
He started to learn the Monkey Fist.
He had awakened the Monkey Gene, and this Monkey Fist was a type of Xingyi Fist. It imitated apes and monkeys. It was simply tailor-made for him.
Feng Lin learned it very quickly and learned it very quickly.
After that, he went upstairs.
An ancient monastery, a dense pagoda forest.
The illusory martial pagoda was like a real one. Almost every level was a new world.
Feng Lin's ears twitched and he suddenly heard a Zen poem.
"Spreading the teachings of Buddhism in the human world, the revered one's countenance is 18 years old. Cultivating one's body in tranquility and achieving enlightenment, following fate and cleansing one's mortal heart. "
A monk with a scar on his head walked over with great strides. He was swift and decisive, and his skin was golden in color. He was like an arhat that had descended to the mortal world, a golden man made of copper. An aura of reverence emanated from him, and his kasaya fluttered in the wind.
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