Stronger with More Jobs-Chapter 370 - 210: Golden Body Perfection!! Ghost Festival, Refers to Life Ghost!?
The air in the palm burst with a crackling sound under the mere moment of clenching five fingers, crushed forcefully!
Beneath the skin, the flesh, blood, and bones resembled the most intricate celestial mechanical structure.
Containing a terrifying power enough to clash hard with Tier Two, and an almost immortal resilience.
He looked at the chart.
This time, Fang Qingyu finally felt the bottleneck impeding his flesh...
And it was exactly as he had anticipated.
[Golden Body: 99]
points is the limit for a Martial Artist...
This improvement is far greater than he had imagined.
Before merging the Martial Technique, it was only 51 points Golden Body.
Thus it can be seen...
How terrifyingly difficult it is to refine the flesh to the extreme limit during the Martial Artist stage.
Completing four Hard Skills is far from enough.
It probably requires at least 9 skills!?
Yet now Fang Qingyu no longer needs to practice new Hard Skills.
The improvement after merging Martial Technique is as terrifying as the Saber Technique before, even greater than the total boost of four Hard Skills combined!!!
"Nine Tribulations Body..."
Fang Qingyu softly recited the name of the new Hard Skills.
Feeling the unprecedented majestic power within his body and the near impregnable sense of defense, his lips curved into a satisfied smile.
This merged Hard Skills is no longer just a means of defense.
It has truly forged the flesh into a war fortress!
He pushed open the heavy stone door of the quiet chamber, with the soft lights of the training ground spilling in.
At the edge of the training ground, Wei Banmeng and others had just finished a round of high-intensity sparring, sitting around a stone table in the rest area.
Jiang Wei was sitting beside them, holding a tablet, her small face expressionless, fingers swiping across the screen.
Fang Qingyu walked over, drying his damp hair.
Chu Kuanglan, the loudest of them all, was gulping down a specially made energy drink, grumbling in a deep, resonant voice, "...It’s the same every year, as soon as the ghost festival comes, it’s like poking a hornet’s nest! Space fluctuations are like fireworks, never stopping! By then, we’ll be busy like hell!"
Lu Jiuyuan was cleaning his long saber, sighed upon hearing this, with a tone of helplessness, "There’s no choice, during the ghost festival the space barrier is the weakest, it’s strange if those things don’t seize the opportunity to emerge. By then, manpower will certainly fall short, it’s likely we’ll be called to assist."
Wei Banmeng’s face remained cold but showed a hint of seriousness, nodding his head, "Hm, they’re probably already making contingency plans above. This year’s ghost festival might be more troublesome than before..."
"Mid-Autumn Festival?" Fang Qingyu happened to walk up beside them, casually draped the towel over his shoulder, looked at Wei Banmeng with some confusion, "What’s the trouble?"
As soon as he spoke, silence fell around the stone table.
Wei Banmeng and the others simultaneously turned their heads to look at him.
Their eyes filled with disbelief, as if they were looking at an alien.
Even Jiang Wei, who was beside him swiping on her tablet, lifted her small head, her clear big eyes carrying a hint of speechlessness.
"You..." Wei Banmeng’s usually cool expression showed rare astonishment, his voice even raised a bit, "You don’t know about the ghost festival?!"
Chu Kuanglan almost choked on his drink, coughing, his eyes wide like copper bells, "God Fang! You... You don’t think the ghost festival is just a myth, do you?!"
Lu Jiuyuan also put down the towel for wiping his saber, face full of disbelief, "God Fang... Did no one tell you before you joined the Hidden Dragon Plan what the ghost festival means in the Extraordinary World?"
Fang Qingyu was taken aback by their reaction, frowned, and said, "What does it mean? Isn’t it just superstition about heavy Yin energy?"
Wei Banmeng took a deep breath, suppressing the absurd feeling, quickly explaining, "Every year on the lunar July 15th, known as the ’ghost festival,’ during this period, the space barrier between the real world and the ’Abyss,’ with the filthy dimension where Life Ghosts are born, becomes extremely weak and chaotic!"
Chu Kuanglan seized the moment to add, "Weak to the point that Life Ghosts don’t even need to actively break through, without warning, big and small spatial fluctuations appear in many places in the real world! Countless Life Ghosts will swarm like flies smelling blood, crazily emerging from these fluctuations! That scene... It’s almost like a floodgate being opened!"
Lu Jiuyuan said solemnly, "Therefore, the month before and after the ghost festival is the most tense and pressured period for all Extraordinary Powers of the Federation! The Divine Management Bureau, armies, major Martial Arts Halls, aristocratic families, including us in the Hidden Dragon Plan, as long as they’re in service, must be subject to unified dispatch, rushing to each outbreak point, purging Life Ghosts, even a slight lapse could lead to disaster!"
Wei Banmeng watched Fang Qingyu’s still somewhat puzzled expression, continued, "This is also why the Hidden Dragon Plan always starts selections before the ghost festival. On one hand, it’s to quickly replenish new blood, on the other hand, because the ghost festival itself is the most brutal, but also the most direct combat assessment and selection for new Hidden Dragon members!"
She paused, her tone carrying a hint of implication, "Especially those three special squads, the first real test they face is often during the ghost festival, the most dangerous large-scale Life Ghost tide, a true hell battleground! Surviving it represents true recognition."
Listening to the three explaining one after another, Fang Qingyu finally understood completely.
The so-called ghost festival, in the Extraordinary World, is an annual war alert concerning the survival of reality.
"I see..."
Fang Qingyu slowly nodded, his gaze becoming solemn.
Mass Life Ghost invasion... The real world’s defense line... This indeed is more complex and dangerous than usual.
"So, God Fang!" Chu Kuanglan slapped his thigh, "We need to hurry and adjust ourselves to the best state! There’ll be tough battles to fight by then!"
Lu Jiuyuan nodded agreeing.
Just at this moment, Jiang Wei, who had been quietly holding a tablet raised her small head, her clear big eyes swept past everyone, finally landing on Fang Qingyu.
Her small mouth slightly opened, uttered a calm yet earth-shattering sentence:
"Actually, the most troublesome..."
"Has never been the Life Ghosts."
