Gao Wu: I grow stronger with each death.

Chapter 24 Comprehending the Battle Spirit! Entering the Realm of Battle!

On the other side, Zhu Puchang's expression began to turn complicated and unpleasant.

The way he looked at Wang Sheng was as if he saw a fly landing on the delicious food he was about to enjoy.

Who is this person? How could he fight this little beast to this extent?

At this moment, Wang Sheng, who had stood up again, was seen exchanging blows with the wolf cub. His movements and techniques were like those of a completely different person, and he was not only handling the situation with ease, but also giving it a good back-and-forth.

The wolf cub's once invincible claws began to lose their effectiveness, leaving only shallow scratches and red marks like hives on the skin, aside from tearing the opponent's clothes.

"Boss Yu, what's the background of your brother? You didn't send a contestant at the Bronze Bone Realm, did you? That's against the rules."

Upon hearing this, Yu Yingshuang shook her head and sneered, turning her head back to say:

"So you're allowed to send out alien races, but my people can't be superhumans?"

"A superhuman... He's a power master?!"

Zhu Puchang suddenly realized that the competition only stipulated the requirements for martial arts level, but did not have many rules regarding restrictions on masters.

From this perspective, the boy codenamed Butcher is undoubtedly a Master, and a Master who enhances physical strength, just within the range where he won't be penalized for violating the rules.

If it's a superpower like breathing fireballs, then of course it's not allowed in the competition.

"hateful......"

Zhu Puchang frowned, his eyes darkening as he stared at the situation on the field.

Inside the octagonal cage at this moment.

Wang Sheng and the wolf cub Xiaohao fought fiercely, neither side gaining the upper hand.

Although it was somewhat embarrassing to fight to a draw with a nine-year-old, it must be said that he still found it quite difficult.

In fact, it could be said that he was at a disadvantage.

For some unknown reason, the wolf cub seemed to have started to fear itself, especially when it used the Primal Breathing Technique and unleashed the Savage Fist.

"Could it be that both of these cultivation techniques and combat skills are related to the Primordial Star?"

Wang Sheng quickly made the connection.

I guess this technique originated from the werewolf's natural enemy?

Under the influence of the primitive breathing method, Wang Sheng could clearly feel the "Savage Fist Technique" resonating, making its power even greater.

This is not as simple as just adding a bonus.

It was as if they were harmonizing with each other, creating a musical movement.

Perhaps the system of "Primitive Body Refining Method" and "Barbarian Fist Method" are from the same lineage, which is why they have such wonderful effects. In any case, I did not enjoy this kind of resonant experience with the newly learned "Nine Steps of the Soaring Dragon".

In short, due to various factors, Wang Sheng was able to engage in a fierce battle with the wolf cub.

If this had happened a few days ago, he probably wouldn't have dared to imagine that he could fight such a monster to a standstill.

The battle was raging, and Wang Sheng was beginning to enjoy this real life-or-death struggle.

It was as if an ancient bloodline had been activated.

Inside the cage, there are no competitors, only hunters and prey.

But it remains to be seen who the hunter and who the prey are.

"The so-called barbaric boxing style does not emphasize skill or strength, nor does it focus on the complexity of moves."

Wang Sheng thought to himself, his fists and feet seemingly clumsy yet expansive, contained an ancient and simple meaning.

"Rooted in brute force, armed with flesh and blood, and guided by a death wish, this fist technique was born from battles against primordial beasts. It uses human strength to fight giants and resist natural disasters, embodying the barbaric tribes' reverence for ultimate power..."

"And this is exactly what I believe in!"

As he spoke, his entire demeanor changed.

The medicinal power stored in the body's cells seems to be rapidly absorbed and channeled into the bones.

That change in aura is a sign of a leap in the level of life.

"This is... he's about to make a breakthrough on the spot!"

Some martial artists sensed this aura.

"A breakthrough to the next level during combat? That's outrageous! Can anyone actually do that? Usually, people reach a certain level of Qi and Blood, then take medication and go into seclusion to cultivate their understanding. That takes anywhere from three days to several weeks. How did he manage to enter that level during battle?!"

This time, Wang Sheng's story was even more shocking than the "fake death and resurrection" plot, but its reach was obviously much smaller.

Only those with a certain level of martial arts skill can understand how outrageous Wang Sheng's actions were.

At this moment, Tai Lei, who was replaced by Wang Sheng, was deeply shocked.

A young genius, enters the realm in a single battle!

Recalling how he had seriously hinted to Wang Sheng to withdraw from the competition just a few days ago, and even thought that Wang Sheng was doomed, he wanted to travel back in time and slap himself a few times.

If Wang Sheng really forfeits the match, then damn it, there won't be anyone to replace him today!

He'll probably be torn to shreds by the wolf cubs by then!

"I wonder what kind of fighting spirit Wang Sheng has entered the realm of martial arts. I myself couldn't grasp fighting spirit back then, which is why I stopped at the threshold of becoming a martial artist..."

Tai Lei looked at the field and muttered to himself.

To truly reach the level of a martial artist, one must temper one's body with fighting spirit, infusing it into one's marrow, so as to forge a bronze-like body.

Otherwise, even if one's Qi and Blood reach the standard, one cannot be considered to be in the Copper Bone Realm. Furthermore, because one's life level has not been improved, the 1 point of Qi and Blood value will be difficult to stabilize and will decrease instead of increase.

Each person's fighting spirit upon entering the realm will be different, and these different fighting spirits will determine the upper limit a martial artist can reach.

Of course, it is said that this is not entirely irreversible, but the intricacies of it are beyond Tai Lei's understanding.

At this very moment, on the field.

Wang Sheng suddenly understood many things.

[Primitive Body Refinement Method (Beginner): 18% → 35% → 69% → 100%...]

[Primitive Body Refinement Method (Minor Success): 55%]

[Savage Fist Technique (Beginner): 1% → 7% → 13%...]

【Barbarian Fist Technique (Beginner): 74%】

"I see, I see..."

Wang Sheng suddenly understood.

For him, the so-called sudden enlightenment was not a stroke of genius, but the inevitable result of years of hard work.

The Primal Body Refining Method he learned after cultivating until his death was not something given to him by a system; it was the most suitable cultivation method for him.

This simple yet profound cultivation method, which overcomes skill with clumsiness, perfectly matched his past cultivation patterns. After Wang Sheng learned the "Barbarian Fist Technique," it mutually reinforced his previous methods, and all that accumulation finally took effect, making it seem as if he had made leaps and bounds in progress.

To put it simply, Wang Sheng's mortal aptitude is like a leaky kettle, and cultivation is like filling it with water.

Because of the leaks, most of the water will be lost, leaving very little water in the end.

The water that flowed away did not completely disappear; it seemed to have been stored in some hidden place, forming a treasure waiting to be discovered.

Now is the time for these treasures to be unearthed.

"Strength cannot be achieved through skill, nor can skill be cultivated through cunning. The fist of the wild uses the body as fuel and blood as oil; only when it burns to its limit can true strength be revealed..."

Wang Sheng gradually gleaned his own fighting spirit from the "Barbarian Fist Technique" and the "Primitive Body Refining Method":

Where my heart leads, my fist follows; even if my body is destroyed, my power can still challenge the heavens!

The battle spirit of the Savage God of Strength!