High Martial: I Grind Professions

Chapter 542: Chapter 334: Experience Distribution 3

Every inch of his flesh and blood thrummed with a high-pitched hum. The starlight coating his bones shone so brilliantly it seemed ready to burst out of his body.

His blood surged like mighty rivers, and his heart pounded like a celestial war drum.

The defensive barrier inside the villa flared with light under the assault of this invisible force, letting out a low buzz.

Finally, after some time, the torrent of energy slowly subsided, retracting into his body.

All the strange phenomena vanished. Only a single figure, sitting cross-legged, remained in the quiet room.

His aura was as deep as the ocean, as unshakable as a mountain.

[Class: Martial Artist Lv. 18 (23,798,400 / 26,214,400)]

Li Wen slowly opened his eyes.

For an instant, two tangible bolts of gold and silver lightning seemed to flash within his eyes before they vanished, returning to a profound calm.

He looked down at his hands, which appeared no different than before.

He gently clenched his fist.

”POP!”

Without using any Primordial Power, the sheer force of his physical body compressing the air created a crisp, explosive sound.

An invisible force field spread out from him, seeming to slightly distort even the light.

”I did it!” Li Wen’s voice had a low, metallic quality to it.

He carefully took stock of his brand-new body.

After ten levels of terrifying, continuous enhancement, his physical body’s strength had now firmly reached the level of a Tier Two Star Lord!

This was a quantum leap.

Although the Time Law patterns fused into his physical body were still only at the level of the Early-stage Saint Realm, the terrifying power, defense, and regenerative ability contained within this body itself were enough for him to crush any Saint Realm expert in a purely physical confrontation. He could even clash with and suppress an ordinary Tier One Star Lord.

What did this mean?

It meant that Li Wen now possessed the combat power of an early-stage, body-focused Tier One Star Lord, relying on nothing but his incomparably powerful physique.

And that was just his physical body.

He was also a powerful Primordial Spirit Cultivator who possessed a Time Dao Seed, with a divine sense that had reached the Tier One Star Lord level.

Combining the two was by no means as simple as 1+1=2.

If two ordinary Star Lords teamed up—say, an early-stage Tier One specializing in the physical body and another specializing in the Primordial Spirit—their combined combat power, due to issues with coordination, would at best approach that of a mid-stage, body-focused Tier One Star Lord, and possibly even less.

It would be a rare feat for them to perfectly synchronize even half of their respective combat power.

But Li Wen was different. He was a dual cultivator in a single body!

His physical body and Primordial Spirit were perfectly unified, leaving no room for coordination issues.

He could unleash the power of his body and the control of his Primordial Spirit’s divine sense in a 100% synchronized burst, with the ease of moving his own limbs.

This meant his comprehensive combat power now far surpassed that of an ordinary mid-stage Tier One Star Lord. He was infinitely close to the level of a late-stage, body-focused Tier One Star Lord expert!

And this... was without even factoring in his passive skill, one that grew more terrifying with each level: [Berserk]!

At Lv. 8, [Berserk] provided an 80% boost to his combat power.

Now, at Lv. 18, that boost had soared to a staggering 180%!

This meant that when he went all out, his actual combat power would surge by an additional 180%—nearly tripling his base power!

Li Wen slowly stood and stretched. A series of sharp cracks, like a string of firecrackers, echoed from his bones, each one filled with an explosive sense of power.

He felt the power within him, like a slumbering Ancient Fierce Beast, and a wave of unprecedented confidence surged through him.

He gazed into the void. His sight seemed to pierce through the villa’s alloy walls, through the capital planet’s atmosphere, and into a distant corner of the Virtual Cosmos. His eyes finally landed on the name at the very top of the scoreboard.

The corner of his mouth curved into a smirk, full of fighting spirit.

”Blood Slaughter Barton...” His low, powerful voice echoed in the quiet room. ”I’m looking forward to our fight, Centurion.”

An invisible aura silently began to emanate from him.