In Shuhai City, Wild Fox Mountain.
Among the lush, verdant forests, two figures were struggling up the mountain trail. They were a young couple, dressed in hiking clothes, both out of breath and looking quite disheveled.
"It's all your fault! The guide even said this path is difficult, and even an official First-Level Martial Artist might not be able to make it. You insisted on coming, and now look—it's so tough! I doubt we'll even reach the summit before dark!" The girl stopped, leaning on a tree as she complained to her boyfriend.
The boy scratched his head awkwardly and defended himself, "I thought since we're both official First-Level Martial Artists, we could give it a try. Who knew it would be this tough... But we're almost there, just hang in there a little longer, babe."
The girl shook her head, "I don't care, I can't walk anymore. Either you carry me, or I'm not moving."
"Don't joke around. Your Vitality Index is even higher than mine, how can I carry you?" The boy replied.
"I'm not joking. Are you carrying me or not?" she insisted.
"No, I'm not."
Just as their conversation was about to escalate into an argument, the boy suddenly became serious and pointed downhill, saying, "Look, that person!"
"Don't change the subject," she retorted, but still turned her gaze in the direction he pointed.
There, a figure was rapidly approaching, moving at an alarming speed. The distance the couple had covered in nearly an hour was being crossed in seconds by this person.
Wherever the figure passed, the trees and shrubs on either side were pushed aside as if a green wave were advancing toward them.
"Whooosh—"
The girl gasped, her face filled with awe.
"Third-level, at least! That speed is insane! And we both know how difficult this path is. We're struggling just to get here, and that person is still moving so fast. The Vitality is overwhelming—this might even be a Fourth-level Martial Artist!"
The boy nodded in agreement.
Both of them were official Martial Artists and had a good eye. Despite being unable to clearly see the person's face due to the large hiking backpack, they were certain of one thing: this was an older Martial Artist, at least at the third or fourth level.
As the figure got closer, the two instinctively moved aside, clearing the path.
Finally, the figure passed by them, and just as they brushed past, the couple's eyes widened in shock, as if they had seen something utterly unbelievable.
"Whoosh—"
The person with the hiking pack flew past them, vanishing in the blink of an eye.
"Damn!" The boy couldn't help but curse, turning to his girlfriend. "Did I see that right?"
His expression was dazed, and the girl's mouth was agape, still stunned by what had just happened.
As the person passed them, they realized the person they had assumed was an experienced Martial Artist was, in fact, a remarkably young boy. He appeared to be no older than seventeen or eighteen, with a youthful face still dotted with unshaven stubble!
"How could he be so young? A Third-level? Or even a Fourth-level Martial Artist?!" The boy was questioning his entire life.
Recalling how sore his back and waist had been from climbing, he felt as though all his years of Martial Arts training had amounted to nothing.
"Whoosh—Breathe in—whoosh—breathe out—"
Lu Sheng sprinted past the couple, heading quickly toward the mountain summit.
His chest rose and fell rhythmically, and the intervals between his breaths were far beyond the norm.
His steps were swift, like bullets, each stride covering several meters, making him incredibly fast.
"I didn't expect that Starforge Power would work so well with my movement technique. With four times Starforge Power, and the vast amount of dream memories I've absorbed, my movement skills have hit a bottleneck. I'm at least five times faster than a normal Second-level Martial Artist!"
"And then there's the NaturalBreathing Method. I finally understand how to use it properly..."
Though Lu Sheng's Vitality Index had risen in the past few days, it still wasn't enough to reach the Third-level Martial Artist threshold. The only reason he could maintain this speed was due to the NaturalBreathing Method.
This method, regarded as the supreme Breath Control Technique in the Martial World over the past ten thousand years, was now shining like never before as Lu Sheng's body reached its limits.
Each breath seemed to pull energy from the surrounding air, greatly replenishing the stamina he had spent.
The energy generated by the NaturalBreathing Method flooded his body, continuously providing fresh strength. Whenever Lu Sheng felt like he couldn't hold on anymore, the technique would extract more power from his muscles.
He knew this was the result of repeatedly breaking through his body's limits.
"Boom!"
Lu Sheng's feet landed heavily on a platform.
He had reached the summit of Wild Fox Mountain.
At this moment, steam rose from his body, and he radiated an intense heat, far beyond that of an ordinary person. He could almost hear his blood rushing through his veins...
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