Chapter 50: A Slash

Gravity Room.

Shi Yan's body was sore all over, leaning against a gravity pillar.

His naked body was strong and muscular, with clearly defined muscles and prominent angles, as if cast from molten steel, exuding astonishing explosive power.

With his food needs fully met, Shi Yan had endured a month of intense training, not only growing much stronger but also a few centimeters taller.

Suddenly, the door to the gravity room was pushed open.

Shi Jian, Han Feng, and Yang Hai appeared together at the entrance.

Shi Jian's eyes were like lightning, scanning Shi Yan from a distance and nodding secretly, saying, "It seems you haven't been slacking off."

"Of course." Shi Yan's face was weary, but he maintained his posture, saying, "I feel that the tempering of my physical body is almost complete. Next, I should choose a martial technique to cultivate."

"Whether it's really almost complete or not, it's not up to you to say." Shi Jian strode over, standing beside him, and said sternly, "Hold out one hand."

Shi Yan cooperatively extended his left hand. With a thought, his left hand quickly turned to stone, becoming dark brown.

On the surface of his skin, visible dark light flickered. Upon closer inspection, it was like a thin, cicada-wing-like light shield covering his entire hand.

"Wow!"

Shi Jian exclaimed, his face beaming, and he grinned, "You've got some skills. There's actually a layer of dark light appearing. It seems you haven't been slacking off these past few days. Not bad! Very good!"

Yang Hai was delighted, leaning in for a closer look, and said, "Father, is this the peak that the Human Rank can achieve? When Qing'er broke through to the third level of the Human Rank, her skin also showed this dark light after petrification, right?"

"Hmm." Shi Jian nodded indifferently, his lips twitching involuntarily, "This kid is indeed good! In just a month and a half, he has managed to unleash his martial soul's potential to this extent. Very good!"

Although Shi Jian was afraid Shi Yan would become arrogant, he couldn't help but praise him, his face showing surprise, "Kid, how did you do it?"

"Just followed your method and kept training. That's how it turned out." Shi Yan spread his hands, his expression indifferent.

"How long do you train each day?" Even the usually taciturn Han Feng couldn't help but ask.

"About fifteen hours."

"Fifteen hours?!"

Han Feng and Shi Jian exclaimed in unison, exchanging glances, both seeing shock in each other's eyes.

"Impossible! You must be lying!" Shi Jian shouted, his voice deep, "After one training session, the body needs at least eighteen hours to recover from such intense impact. Including meal times, you can only train for about five hours a day. Where do you get fifteen hours of training time?"

Han Feng was also puzzled, shaking his head, clearly not believing it.

"Brat, speak the truth. Don't try to fool your great-grandfather." Yang Hai snorted, scolding.

"Who said it takes eighteen hours to recover?" Shi Yan was relaxed, smiling, "Four hours is enough for me."

"Impossible!"

Shi Jian and Han Feng exclaimed again.

"Such intense impact, the body absolutely cannot recover that quickly! I've been in charge of the Shi family for so many years and have never seen anyone recover that fast! Back in the day, Shi Tang, with his outstanding physical condition, needed fifteen hours to fully recover after such intense impact." Shi Jian shook his head, snorting, "Are you saying you recover four times faster than him? Do you think that's possible?"

"Nothing is impossible." Shi Yan smiled, suddenly standing up and walking to a corner. He took out a dagger from a backpack and calmly walked back, saying, "Great-grandfather, I've always had a doubt. Since Father is here now, I want to conduct a test. I hope Great-grandfather will allow it."

"What test?" Shi Jian frowned.

"Uncle Han, I want to make a cut on your arm."

"Ridiculous!" Shi Jian shouted, "Kid, do you think you can get away with anything?"

"Just a light cut." Shi Yan's expression remained unchanged, and he added, "I also want to make a cut on Father's arm and on my own arm, so we can compare."

"Head of the family, Young Master Yan might have a plan. Let's give it a try."

"What are you planning to do?" Shi Jian was puzzled.

"You'll see in a moment." Shi Yan was calm, walking unhurriedly toward Han Feng, saying, "Uncle Han, don't use any essence energy. If the wound bleeds, don't activate your essence energy, okay?"

"Okay."

"Can I proceed?"

"Okay."

Shi Yan stepped forward and made a cut on Han Feng's outstretched left arm. Bright red blood immediately gushed out from Han Feng's arm.

"Father, it's your turn." Shi Yan walked toward Yang Hai.

"Brat, what are you doing? Father is not a martial artist, be gentle!"

"Okay, I know." Shi Yan stepped forward, and the dagger flashed like lightning, making a quick cut on Yang Hai's arm.

Yang Hai screamed, looking at his bleeding arm and shouting, "Brat, you're really ruthless! I wasn't ready yet."

Under the watchful eyes of Han Feng and Shi Jian, Shi Yan remained calm, casually making a cut on his own arm, and bright red blood immediately flowed out.

"Brat, what are you trying to show us? What's the deeper meaning of this? I can't see anything." Yang Hai continued to shout.

"Wait, just wait a moment." Shi Yan's expression became serious, his demeanor increasingly solemn.

Han Feng and Shi Jian were puzzled, not knowing what he was up to, their eyes gleaming as they watched him.

Shi Yan smiled, not explaining, and even covered his bleeding arm with his shirt, not letting Han Feng and Shi Jian see his wound.

Ten minutes later.

"Wow!"

Han Feng was the first to notice something unusual, staring at Yang Hai's arm and saying, "Head of the family, look!"

Shi Jian, who had been focused on Shi Yan, turned to look at Yang Hai's arm.

Upon seeing it, he also noticed something peculiar, saying, "Hai'er, why has the blood on your arm clotted and formed a blood scab?"

"Ah!" Yang Hai exclaimed, noticing his arm, "I don't know."

"The blood on my arm is still flowing..." Han Feng extended his hand, indicating for Yang Hai to take a closer look.

"What's going on?" Yang Hai was surprised, "You've practiced martial techniques for many years, and your physical condition is far superior to mine. Logically, you should have stopped bleeding earlier. How is this possible?"

"Look at my arm."

Shi Yan smiled, finally removing the shirt from his arm, revealing it and slowly wiping away the clotted blood.

It was then that they saw the wound on Shi Yan's arm had become as thin as a thread.

The flesh on both sides of the wound seemed to be slowly moving, trying to come together and heal the wound at a visible speed.

Shi Jian and Han Feng were stunned, their eyes full of shock.

"Brat, what, what is this?" Shi Jian was speechless for a long time, then suddenly exclaimed.

"This is a martial soul, a self-healing martial soul! My father also has it, but he hasn't practiced martial arts or suffered serious injuries, so it has never been discovered." Shi Yan revealed the bombshell with a calm expression.

Shi Jian's eyes shone brightly, his hands tightly clenched, and after a long silence, he suddenly laughed wildly, "Haha! Martial soul! Self-healing martial soul!"

"I call it the Undying Martial Soul." Shi Yan explained softly, "I feel that this martial soul, in its later stages, can even regenerate severed limbs and recondense internal organs. Yes, it means the body won't die."

Han Feng and Shi Jian were stunned, and after a moment of thought, they immediately realized the terrifying power of this martial soul. Both were unable to contain their excitement, their breathing becoming noticeably faster.

"Brat, so you have a dual martial soul?" Yang Hai was also overjoyed, exclaiming after a long pause.

"Of course, a dual martial soul! Is there any doubt about that?" Shi Jian laughed wildly, suddenly slapping Yang Hai's shoulder, making him fall to the ground, "Hai'er, I never expected you to have a martial soul! Haha, if I had known, I would have made a cut on you when you were young to check, haha!"

"I said I could recover in four hours, do you believe me now?" Shi Yan smiled calmly.

"Believe! Completely believe! Haha!" Shi Jian was in a better mood than ever, not caring that Yang Hai was on the ground, and said, "Kid, come with me! I'll take you to the Martial Soul Hall! All the martial techniques and secret manuals of our Shi family are there. You can choose any technique you like!"

"Okay."

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