Of course, Lu Sheng wasn't a genius.
He was very aware of this.
Everything that had happened was just the result of the mysterious BodyTemperingArt he had practiced earlier.
"One session of practice has brought better results than a whole year, or even several years, of training… The effect is dozens, even hundreds of times better than the Body Tempering 24 Form!"
"No, it's not just the BodyTemperingArt. There's also the breathing method…"
"When I practiced the BodyTemperingArt just now, I subconsciously applied a unique Breath Control Technique. Combined, they produced this terrifying result…"
Lu Sheng instantly remembered some images he had seen in the memories of the zombie twins in the body suits.
[The breathing method, BodyTemperingArt, practice while eating, sleeping, and even going to the bathroom!]
"Such a mysterious Breath Control Technique… such a mysterious BodyTemperingArt…"
Lu Sheng didn't know exactly what kind of breathing method or BodyTemperingArt the body suit zombies had practiced during their lives, but he was sure of one thing.
These two cultivation methods were far superior to the thirteenth version of the BodyTemperingArt, which had been created by the masters of the World Martial Alliance.
Far superior.
"So this is the true treasure of the dream…"
Lu Sheng clenched his fist tightly, his gaze burning with excitement.
His greatest advantage lay in the fact that no matter how complex the cultivation methods or techniques were in the dream, with the addition of the practitioners' memories, he could use them smoothly without any barriers.
This saved Lu Sheng a huge amount of time and energy, serving as a shortcut to immense progress.
After a brief rest, Lu Sheng left his room to search for food to replenish his energy.
Fortunately, there were still plenty of bread and fruits in the fridge.
He devoured the food, barely filling his stomach.
Then, he returned to his room and continued practicing the mysterious BodyTemperingArt, which consisted of 268 movements.
Lu Sheng repeated the technique four times in a row, and the exhilarating feeling of sensing his own strength increase almost became addictive.
By the end, Lu Sheng's body was so exhausted that even moving his little finger felt like a challenge.
He even experienced a strange sensation.
It felt as though his body had been twisted and wrung out, draining all the moisture from it, leaving him soft and limp on the yoga mat.
The delayed fatigue finally began to take over his mind.
Lu Sheng fell into a deep sleep.
Then, he woke up in the dream.
Looking up at the familiar, dull, oppressive sky, Lu Sheng felt for the first time a sense of ease and comfort.
In the distance, he could vaguely see zombies wandering through the gray mist.
Lu Sheng grinned, his expression resembling that of a lecherous man spotting a young girl, and he charged at the zombies with intense vigor…
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"Lu Sheng, are you going online later? We just need you to make the five black players," Liu Qiming called out, rushing over as soon as the school bell rang.
Lu Sheng shook his head and refused, "I'm not going."
"Are you going to catch up on sleep again? Didn't you stop having nightmares lately?"
Liu Qiming was puzzled.
Lu Sheng casually replied, "Not sleep. Training. Preparing for the college entrance exam."
"Pfft!"
Liu Qiming showed a look of disdain on his face.
"Who are we kidding? Don't pretend in front of me."
Lu Sheng didn't feel like explaining.
People like Liu Qiming couldn't possibly understand how fulfilling training could be.
The pleasure of rapidly increasing strength was something that no video game could offer.
"Forget it, whatever," Liu Qiming shrugged and stopped pressing the issue.
"Anyway, you'll get tired of it in a few days."
From what he knew about Lu Sheng, he figured that Lu Sheng would lose interest soon. By then, the two of them would still end up as the online duo at the gaming café, unbeatable in the game's canyon.
....
"It's time to test again at the martial arts hall…"
On his way home, Lu Sheng walked with the thought in mind.
It had been a week since his last test at the martial arts hall.
During the past seven days, Lu Sheng had been immersed in his training, almost like an addiction.
As soon as he got home from school, he would head straight to his room and practice the BodyTemperingArt several times to satisfy his cravings. After dinner, he'd do a few more sets, then go to bed at ten to hunt zombies in the dream and absorb memories.
If he didn't have to explain things to his school or parents, he would have wanted to skip school entirely and train at home every day.
"I'm here to rent the equipment for a test."
At the Hongchuan Martial Hall, Lu Sheng knew exactly where to go.
He took a blood test first to measure his vitality.
As the blue light of the test equipment scanned his blood, Lu Sheng eagerly awaited the results.
He couldn't wait to see how high his vitality had surged after a week of intense training, with the mysterious BodyTemperingArt and breathing method supporting him.
"Ding——"
"Vitality: 1.324"
"!"
Lu Sheng clenched his fist tightly, his eyes gleaming with excitement.
It was a result both expected and surprising.
Compared to his last test, his vitality had surged by 0.36, almost reaching 0.4.
Others took drugs every day and still didn't see such fast results!
"Let me test my combat power!"
Lu Sheng walked over to the combat power test equipment, took a deep breath, and threw a punch.
Compared to the last test, Lu Sheng's punch was faster now, and his movements were smoother and more efficient.
This was due to the large amount of combat skills he had absorbed during this time, especially in hand-to-hand combat, where he had learned many techniques.
The punch he demonstrated was comparable to that of veteran fighters who had been practicing martial arts for decades.
"Bang——"
With a dull thud, a number appeared on the combat power test equipment.
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