[Name: Fang Xian (Luo Yi)]
[Profession: Necromancer (Level 4)]
[Occult Arts: Daluo Cave Mystery Temple, Nine Transformations of Astral Fiends]
[Martial Arts: White Tiger Seven Slaughter Evil Art, Formless Mysterious Art (Level 5), Martial God Art (???) Dragon Transformation Art (???) Carefree Heart Sutra (???) Tortoise Crane Life Extension Art (???) Armor Sutra (Level 1), Basic Internal Strength (Complete), Grand Qin Na Hand, Flying Dragon Eight Steps]
[Taoist Arts:??? Eerie:???]
[Samsara: Charging]
…
Second-year Mecha Department, Warehouse 77.
Fang Xian looked at his stats window with rapt attention.
"Looks like those four martial arts are just imitations of True Qi, not real cultivation? Or could it be that the progress of my Phaseless Mysterious Technique is their progress of cultivation? "
"White Tiger Seven Slaughter doesn't count, this is my own technique …"
"Although my martial arts have improved by leaps and bounds, it's also the result of investing a lot of resources. If it weren't for Yu Yiming's support, I wouldn't have had enough money to spend …"
"Fire Stealer … Sigh … I definitely can't avoid coming into contact with them in the future. Now that Samsara is not fully charged, I'd better play it safe … "
He stepped onto the stairs and entered the Einherjar's cabin.
Fang Xian activated the Armor Sutra and immediately felt the meridians in his body merge with the mecha's meridians. The two became more harmonious.
"Go!"
With a thought, the Formless True Qi surged into the mecha and washed through the meridians. It began to break through the last barrier of the Conception and Governing Vessels.
Crack!
After some time, Fang Xian opened his eyes again. The mecha's eyes lit up at the same time.
In a trance, he raised his right hand and heard a crack. The steel frame holding the mecha was broken.
He looked at his' right hand ', only to see a black palm that emitted a metallic luster.
"This feeling … it's like I've taken over this mecha."
Fang Xian knew that he had completed the 100% infection rate requirement. He had complete control of the mecha and left his mark.
He took a step forward, and the Valkyrie immediately moved out of the frame.
"This feeling …"
Using a human body to drive a mecha naturally placed a terrifying burden on Fang Xian. Even though he was only using his meridians to drive his meridians, and there were other sources of power within the mecha, Fang Xian still felt a terrifying burden.
No, it wasn't just the weight of his body. It was as if he was in a gravity chamber. There was also mental pressure.
"But … I can bear it!"
Fang Xian came to the front of the warehouse, his eyes flashing the authentication signal.
"Einherjar model, serial number D-1119, requesting to open the hatch. Identity verification in progress. Qualified! Beep, the door is open! "
The door to Warehouse 77 opened, and Fang Xian walked out slowly. He looked at the world that seemed to have shrunk.
A large number of light screens and data appeared in front of him.
His eyesight, physical strength, true energy … all of them seemed to have been amplified a hundredfold. He could even clearly see the faces of the sophomores on the distant hillside, as well as their complicated expressions.
It was envy, jealousy … and even resentment!
After all, most of these second-year students had yet to complete the cultivation of their infection rate. Fang Xian had practically stolen all the limelight.
"Very good!"
An even larger mecha walked over, and Miyamoto Kuma's voice came from within.
It seemed that when the infection rate had reached 100%, he had received the message and had rushed over at lightning speed. "You have successfully piloted your own mecha. You can begin to carry out the operation of weapons, as well as the training of mecha martial arts... treasure this period of time well... because when you have completely familiarized yourself with all this, you will be promoted to the third year and begin your 'internship' in the cosmic battlefield!"
"Space battlefield? Extraterrestrial Demon? I look forward to it! "
Fang Xian's reply came from within the Einherjar.
…
Late at night, library.
"Very good. Two months to complete the infection and open the mecha's meridians. In our school, your progress is the fastest …"
The elder looked at Fang Xian, his eyes filled with gratification. "Teacher's school is called the 'Nuclear School'. There are two sets of mecha martial arts passed down, the Bullet Fist entry level, followed by the Nuclear Flat Palm … I can't explain it clearly. Why don't you take a look for yourself?"
He took out a disc and tossed it into the air, creating a holographic image.
"This is …"
Fang Xian's eyes blurred. When he opened his eyes again, he found himself standing on a training ground. He was actually looking at everything from the perspective of a mecha operator.
"This is even more advanced technology than Yu Yiming's!"
In his heart, he had a sudden realization.
Immediately, he felt the mecha move involuntarily.
He was just a spectator in the mecha, and could only passively observe the mecha operator and the mecha's operations.
"Mecha martial arts — Bullet Fist! If you want to enter the entry level, the foundation is a hundred punches per second! "
The elder's calm voice came over.
Immediately, Fang Xian saw the mecha rush out, its drive furnace roaring. Its large hands opened up, and like a machine gun, its fists swept out.
Bullet Fist!
As far as the eye could see, a large number of targets were directly blown into pieces!
Bang bang!
Bang bang!
The air continued to explode, but the mecha operator did not stop. "One thousand punches per second, ten thousand punches per second!"
The intense fist pressure seemed to beat the air into a thin pancake, flying into the sky and shattering the layers of clouds!
"Although Bullet Fist is only the entry level of the nuclear mecha martial arts, there is no end to it … When it surpasses the realm of ten thousand punches per second, it will undergo a qualitative change."
The elder's explanation continued.
Fang Xian discovered that the experience of a mecha operator personally executing Bullet Fist, coupled with the explanation of the Cabinet Elder, made his understanding of this mecha martial arts advance at a frightening rate.
"When the speed of Bullet Fist's punches increases to a certain level, it will enter the level of grasping molecules and atoms. This is the molecular fist and atomic fist! Only by grasping the profound meaning of 'atomic fist' can you cultivate the supreme forbidden mecha martial arts of our lineage — Nuclear Palm!
"The Nuclear Palm requires us to grasp the power of atoms and perfectly control the nuclear furnace within the mecha … It is still too early for you, but you can experience it first …"
The elder's calm voice came over. Fang Xian suddenly realized that the surrounding scenery had changed. The background seemed to be the starry sky of the universe.
And in front of him, there was a dense crowd of strange and powerful creatures.
A horde of extraterrestrial demons!
"Nuclear Palm First Style — Nuclear Light Illumination!"
Following the elder's voice, the mecha operator raised his right palm. Above it, a terrifying and colorful mass of nuclear power was being controlled with great precision and ease.
Immediately after, the mecha pressed down with his palm. The terrifying nuclear energy turned into tens of thousands of destructive radiation rays, turning the huge horde of extraterrestrial demons into sieves.
The next instant!
Light!
A terrifying light rose, completely annihilating everything in sight.
Even the weak creatures wandering outside the annihilation area all vomited blood and convulsed … a terrifying acute radiation sickness broke out!
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