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Chapter Fifty-Four: Peak of Cultivation
"General, there is someone outside requesting an audience. It is the delivery of the Xuanjia."
"Quickly, let us go greet them."
Lin Feng, accompanied by Hu Bing, hurried out of the hall.
In the training ground, ten horse-drawn carriages could be heard approaching, each laden with fifty large boxes that looked quite heavy. The person delivering the Xuanjia was someone Lin Feng recognized from the meeting that day; he was an aide to Sima Shangshan.
"My brother has come to deliver the Xuanjia. I apologize for not welcoming you properly," Lin Feng said with a smile as he walked over.
The man had a stern expression and seemed not very talkative. He said, "General Lin, these are fifty sets of Low-Level Mystic Armor. Please check them."
Lin Feng nodded but did not inspect the Xuanjia himself; instead, he let Hu Bing take a look.
One by one, the boxes were opened to reveal black Xuanjia that still gleamed amidst the falling snow. Hu Bing examined each piece carefully. There were helmets, shoulder guards, chest plates, arm guards, gauntlets, leg protectors, knee guards, and battle boots.
Upon closer inspection, Lin Feng noticed that the inside of the Xuanjia was dotted with numerous circular points connected by grooves. In the center of the helmet was a carving of a character that represented Nan, unique to the Yang Prefecture's Nan Kingdom.
This was Lin Feng's first time seeing Xuanjia, and he found it quite intriguing.
The person delivering the Xuanjia looked at Lin Feng and said, "General, Sima instructed me to give you an introduction to the Xuanjia. I wonder if you would be interested?"
"Of course I'm interested. But I haven't asked for your name yet."
"My humble name is Chang Long."
"Ah, so it's Brother Chang. Please come in."
Chang Long took out a suit of Xuanjia, each piece weighing a thousand pounds. He carefully arranged the various parts of the Xuanjia, moving slowly to ensure Lin Feng could see clearly.
"General, I will begin to don the armor now. Pay close attention," Chang Long said.
"The Xuanjia consists of eleven pieces. When putting it on, it must be done in a specific order to avoid disrupting the energy channels within. On the battlefield, if you wear it incorrectly and have to remove it, the enemy will seize the opportunity to attack."
As Chang Long donned the armor, his aura surged dramatically once he was fully equipped, instilling fear in those who beheld him.
"General Lin, I will now demonstrate the capabilities of the Xuanjia."
With that, Chang Long infused his Vital Energy into the Xuanjia, connecting with all the energy channels within. The armor radiated a brilliance akin to the sun. The light flowed like water through the grooves of the Xuanjia, making Chang Long appear formidable and terrifying.
"General Lin, the Xuanjia is generally divided into Strength Type and Speed Type. The one I am wearing is a Strength Type. Its advantage lies in its immense power, but it does come with the drawback of slower movement."
Chang Long glanced around and spotted a Stone Stake. He walked over slowly in his Xuanjia, each step resonating like thunder. Finally, he raised his right hand and lightly struck the Stone Stake, which immediately shattered.
Chang Long had intended to fully demonstrate the power of the Xuanjia, but unfortunately, there were no suitable targets nearby.
"It is said that there are Martial Arts Techniques and treasures that enhance physical strength. This Xuanjia not only provides protection but also significantly increases Physical Strength. No wonder cultivators in this world often neglect physical training. I wonder how this Xuanjia compares to my own physical abilities."
Lin Feng watched with anticipation and said to Chang Long, "Brother Chang, why don't you strike me once?"
"General, that's not advisable. Even if you were a ferocious beast, my punch would leave you bloodied," Chang Long shook his head.
However, Lin Feng was eager to know the outcome. "It's fine; I can handle it. Use all your strength from your Nurturing Origin Realm."
"What are you trying to do?" Chang Long asked in confusion; this was undoubtedly a path to self-destruction since Lin Feng was merely at the Nurturing Origin Realm.
Seeing that Chang Long hesitated to act, Lin Feng turned to Hu Bing and said, "Hu Bing, put on a suit of Xuanjia and strike me."
"Yes, my lord."
Hu Bing selected a set of Strength Type Low-Level Mystic Armor. After putting it on, he looked at Lin Feng and asked, "My lord, are you ready?"
Lin Feng did not dare to be careless. After fully opening his cultivation, he replied, "Bring it on."
Having witnessed Lin Feng's terrifying physical strength, Hu Bing felt confident enough to strike. He suddenly threw a punch, creating a sound that sliced through the air as it rapidly approached Lin Feng.
Lin Feng wrapped his fist in Vital Energy for protection and then swung his fist with all his might to meet the attack.
Bang...
With a loud crash, Lin Feng stood firm without moving an inch, while Hu Bing was forced back five steps before finally stabilizing himself.
In that strike, Lin Feng felt an overwhelming force surge towards him, but it was not strong enough to instill fear.
"Hu Bing, did you use your full strength?" Lin Feng asked.
Hu Bing shook his head and replied, "Reporting to you, my lord, I did not. I was afraid of hurting you."
"Do it again, and remember to use your full strength," Lin Feng commanded.
"Yes."
After witnessing Lin Feng's terrifying physique once more, Hu Bing launched another attack, this time without holding back. His punch emitted a chilling sound of distorted air as he clearly felt that this strike surpassed his full-strength Fire Element attack.
Before the punch even reached him, Lin Feng sensed the threatening aura approaching.
"Indeed impressive."
Lin Feng nodded in satisfaction and once again unleashed a powerful punch.
Bang...
The two fists collided, producing a deafening explosion-like sound. In the end, Hu Bing was sent flying along with his Xuanjia, while Lin Feng staggered back, retreating five steps. He felt an immense force pushing against him, causing blood to trickle from the corner of his mouth.
"Quick, go check on Hu Bing!"
"My lord, General Hu has lost consciousness due to the backlash but is not in any danger."
"Hurry and remove his Xuanjia. Carry him away to rest."
This strike allowed Lin Feng to witness the might of the Xuanjia, which was indeed extraordinary. Moreover, he was only wearing Low-Level Mystic Armor; if he had High-Level Battle Armor, could he possibly defeat his own formidable physique?
Chang Long looked at Lin Feng with a look of surprise. Although his cultivation surpassed Lin Feng's, there was no comparison when it came to physical strength. He said, "General Lin is truly remarkable."
Lin Feng smiled and asked, "Brother Chang, how much stronger is High-Level Battle Armor compared to Low-Level Mystic Armor?"
Chang Long understood Lin Feng's intent and replied, "What General Lin may not know is that Armored Warriors are not only classified by levels but also depend on their compatibility with the Xuanjia to truly unleash all its powers."
Lin Feng was slightly taken aback by this revelation. "So, Hu Bing's earlier full-force strike did not showcase all the power of the Xuanjia?"
"Exactly. Why don't you take on my next strike?" Chang Long's interest was piqued; he wanted to see just how terrifying Lin Feng's physique truly was.
"Alright."
The two positioned themselves for battle. After uttering a single word—"Heart"—Chang Long unleashed his full power. However, he suppressed his Foundation to the peak of the Cultivation Realm.
Chang Long's attack was indeed vastly different from Hu Bing's; his fist carried terrifying power that caused cracks to appear in the void itself, exuding a destructive force.
Lin Feng's Divine Consciousness was incredibly powerful. As Chang Long's fist swung towards him, Lin Feng felt a threat to his life, sensing that he could not safely take this blow.
Noticing Lin Feng frowning, Chang Long asked mid-strike, "General, should we hold back a bit?"
"Go all out."
Lin Feng gathered all the Vital Energy from his cultivation into his right fist, forming a dense defensive barrier without holding anything back, and then faced the terrifying Xuanjia fist coming at him.
The two fists collided with a deafening sound. The surrounding soldiers struggled to withstand the force and quickly activated their cultivation to defend themselves.
Chang Long's Xuanjia fist, carrying an unstoppable momentum, gradually wore down the Vital Energy defense on Lin Feng's fist. The piercing noise became sharper, and even with their cultivation activated, the soldiers felt intense pain in their eardrums.
Seeing the Vital Energy on Lin Feng's fist beginning to falter, Chang Long asked, "General, should we stop?"
"Very well. We cannot halt."
Lin Feng felt exhilarated. Just as the Vital Energy on his fist was completely exhausted and he could no longer sustain it, the Vital Energy within his Dantian surged forth, breaking free from its cocoon.
Lin Feng's cultivation increased at a terrifying speed, advancing directly from the early stage to the mid-stage. Then the Vital Energy flew out of his Dantian, rising within his body and entering his Sea of Consciousness, merging with the Vital Energy inside.
Ultimately, the Vital Energy and Divine Consciousness coalesced into Divine Yuan.
With the formation of Divine Yuan, the vast white Sea of Consciousness transformed into a golden hue. The golden light grew brighter and brighter, causing Lin Feng's cultivation to continue increasing until it broke through to the late stage and finally reached its peak.
In an instant, Lin Feng felt a tremendous surge in his cultivation. He suddenly shrugged his shoulders and unleashed a terrifying strike. This time, Lin Feng did not use Vital Energy to form a defensive guard; instead, he infused it into his right fist.
Bang...
The sound of that fearsome impact echoed as the soldiers could not withstand the pressure. Many of them spat blood while others bled from their ears.
After the strike, Lin Feng and Chang Long each took several steps back before steadying themselves. Chang Long felt a surge of blood and energy within him, causing a tightness in his chest. Meanwhile, Lin Feng coughed up blood repeatedly; his right fist was severely injured, covered in his own blood.
Chang Long looked at Lin Feng in disbelief and said, "General Lin, I never expected your physical body to be this formidable. Even the Barbarians and the demon race cannot compare. You are even stronger than ferocious beasts."
What shocked Chang Long even more was that Lin Feng had just broken through from the early stage of the Cultivation Realm to its peak in one go; such a speed of cultivation was unprecedented in his experience.
"No wonder the General values you so highly," Chang Long thought to himself, feeling a sense of awe.
Lin Feng was equally astonished by the power of the Xuanjia, realizing that it could rival his own physical body. It was easy to don the Xuanjia, but he knew that his own body had been forged through countless hardships.
"The wisdom of humanity is truly admirable, capable of creating such extraordinary weapons," Lin Feng couldn't help but exclaim.
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