Chapter 842. Beaten Up (2)
“I can’t even call bullsh*t since I can feel it happening to me...”
Bang Jin-Hun stared at his own body in disbelief. Because of all the pain, he had not noticed all the raging qi flowing through his meridians. But Vator’s explanation helped him see the truth.
“Isn’t this...”
Bang Jin-Hun was no dummy and could tell how incredible this situation was.
Of course, all the energy flowing through him would never completely become Bang Jin-Hun's. It was the same concept as muscles built up after hitting the gym eventually "deflating" if one didn't constantly work out.
This type of "training" wasn’t possible without Kang Jin-Ho’s acupoint stimulation. After all, Bang Jin-Hun didn’t know the method, and even if he did know... Would he be able to attempt it in the first place?
However! If only half of the qi coursing through his meridians remained, Bang Jin-Hun would see a significant boost to his overall strength.
“This is almost on the level of a cheat key...” Wiggins muttered while helplessly shaking his head.
He had fully understood now how miraculous the effect of this 'training' was. Actually, it'd not be wrong to assume that he understood it even better than Bang Jin-Hun or Vator ever could. After all, analyzing something was his specialty.
Wiggins looked up at Vator. “If such a method exists, why did my lord...?”
Vator tutted. “Didn't I tell you already? This method is difficult to attempt, even if you know how to. Even the expert at the peak realm would collapse in exhaustion after using this method on one person. I've never heard of a case of one expert stimulating acupoints of multiple people. Even the legendary martial artists in history books could only do one person a day.”
‘...! Ah, I see. So that was it.’
Wiggins suddenly remembered something. And that would be all the external qi getting rapidly sucked into Kang Jin-Ho!
The incredible amount of qi was being constantly hoovered up into Kang Jin-Ho's body during that so-called sparring earlier. That was how he got to refill his qi reserve!
“Huh...”
Even a peak expert could only help out one person? Although that claim sounded a bit too far-fetched, Wiggins thought it was also probably true. Regardless of what, though... That limitation clearly didn't apply to Kang Jin-Ho.
In a way, a martial artist’s qi reserve was like fuel powering automobiles.
At the start of a cultivation journey, a martial artist’s dantian would be as tiny as a pinkie nail. But they would enlarge it through repeated training and cultivation.
By breathing in external qi, more "fuel" would be accumulated in one's dantian—fuel tank in an automobile—and participating in a battle would drain this fuel reserve. And the empty tank would get refilled by breathing in some more qi. That was the usual way accepted by everyone.
Like how an automobile needed to stop at a gas station to refuel, martial artists breathed in external qi when their reserves got depleted. And they couldn't fight while breathing in external qi, much like you couldn't drive and refuel at the same time!
However, Kang Jin-Ho could do this impossible feat.
‘The more I think about it, the more incredible this ability sounds.’
If Kang Jin-Ho really was an automobile, it'd be like he was speeding along with a gas pump attached to him. Even as his "engine" was crazily burning fuel to create forward motion, his tank was continuously being filled right back up.
No wonder Kang Jin-Ho could do things most people couldn’t even imagine. Since his fuel tank size was still fixed, and his engine still produced the same amount of power, he hadn’t gotten faster or more powerful. But now, he wouldn’t run out of juice even after three days and nights of constant driving!
‘And that’s why it doesn’t matter whether it’s three or four people, he can stimulate all of their acupoints!’
His exhausted qi reserve was being replenished in real-time, after all!
“My master wanted to increase our strength even at the cost of exhausting his qi reserve. Do you all understand what this means?” Vator grunted loudly.
“Well, I... Mm...” Wiggins was about to respond a little stiffly, but then...
Vator frowned deeply and interrupted him first. “It means our master thinks we are roadblocks in the Martial Assembly's development! Since our master's plans cannot be realized with our current strength, he's now attempting to improve our realms one step at a time.”
Vator bared his fangs in an unhappy growl.
“Simply put, we’re dragging our master down.”
Wiggins clamped his mouth shut.
Indeed, it was possible to interpret this situation that way. Kang Jin-Ho seemed ready to comprehensively flip the Martial Assembly inside out, yet he didn't do that and instead started beating up the organization's top brass first. Didn't that imply they were the biggest issues the Martial Assembly faced?
Vator tutted, but much louder this time. “That's why our master went to such trouble to stimulate our acupressure points. But you two are whining like little kids without even knowing the truth. What fools you are.”
Wiggins' head faltered slightly. He usually would never display such a sight in front of Vator, but his shame was too much for him to hide this time. If there was a hole nearby, even if it was a rathole... He'd have crawled in there to hide!
“So, do not ever forget our master's generosity and favor. No one else would have granted you lot such a favor at their own expense! Whether it's you or I, we all know an expert will not be so generous toward his junior. The stronger we get as experts, the less we are willing to share what's ours.”
“Indeed...”
As Bang Jin-Hun and Wiggins stewed in the silence of shame and self-reflection, the door to the office slowly opened again.
Creeaaak...
The gazes of the three men gradually shifted over to the open doorway. After it oh-so-agonizingly slowly opened, Chang Min’s figure revealed itself. And...
“...”
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