The autumn is high and refreshing, with a gentle breeze blowing, and the sun hanging high in the sky brings a hint of warmth!

  The waterfall's sound is still thundering, and vaguely visible inside the waterfall, a young man's figure is stubbornly persisting.

  "It's almost two hours, right?" Looking at the time, a distant, vague figure muttered to himself.

  Ten days have passed, and it has been ten days since the last time Wang Chen's body had that surge of divine martial blood. Since then, Wang Chen has gained benefits from it, his body strengthened once again. Over these past ten days, he has been making progress at an astonishing rate every day.

  Now, I can persist in practicing for an hour under the waterfall.

  No longer insisting on doing things in a stubborn way, but sitting cross-legged under the waterfall to start practicing, this kind of practice is much more difficult.

  On the one hand, it withstood the tremendous impact, on the other hand, it had to absorb the external yuanqi and at the same time refine and transform it into true yuan, which flowed through his body to resist the pressure from outside. At this moment, Wang Chen's spiritual force had to be divided into three parts, operating simultaneously.

  Finally, after two hours had passed, that figure began to tremble, with veins bulging out, and once again reached the critical point.

  Wang Chen didn't continue to persist, let out a long breath, suddenly jumped up and leaped out from under the waterfall, coming to the riverbank.

  Breathless and panting, tiny spots of crimson blood seeped out from the pores, a manifestation of the body's load reaching its limit.

  After what happened last time, Wang Chen still hoped to use this method to stimulate the energy inside the Divine Martial Bloodline, but was directly denied by Ling Zhan.

  Not every time you have such luck, and this way of pulling seedlings will only bring harm to the body. More importantly, that energy has too much unpredictability, and if it can't be triggered, the consequences are imaginable.

  After panting for a while, Wang Chen gradually regained his composure, and his face slowly returned to normal. He then walked over to Ling Zhan's side, not needing him to say anything more, and directly jumped into the wooden barrel with a slight frown on his brow.

  A chill ran down his spine once again, every cell in his body began to resist, but with the experience he had gained before and his recent cultivation, Wang Chen was able to absorb these particles, strengthening every cell.

  After the first day of cultivation, he faintly felt the threshold of the 9th stage of Body Refining. Wang Chen thought that he could break through quickly, and even believed that with enough energy, he could rush into the 9th stage of Body Refining in one go. However, these few days of cultivation made him realize that his thoughts were too naive.

  The difference between the 9th and 8th levels of body refinement is only a thin line, but it's as vast as a thousand miles. As the level increases, the breakthrough requires more energy, and what seems like a small gap took ten whole days to complete.

  The external yuanqi entered his mouth and nose like white mist during Wang Chen's breathing, then transformed into true yuan and merged into the meridians. The water in the wooden bucket was still extremely cold, but it started to churn strangely, with a thick fog rising, not hot air, but icy cold yin qi.

  "This time it should be about right!" Standing by the wooden bucket, Ling Jian quietly watched with some expectation.

  After ten whole days of time, with the help of Hanshan's water, it should be almost reaching the critical point of breakthrough, I don't know if it will succeed today.

  Inside the wooden barrel, the icy cold water from the ice spring was wreaking havoc on Wang Chen's body.

  Causing Wang Chen's face, which had just regained a hint of color, to turn pale once again.

  Under the extreme cold, Wang Chen's teeth began to chatter, making a sharp sound, and his body trembled slightly.

  Each time I breathe in and out, it's as if I'm swallowing clouds and spitting out mist, making me seem incredibly mysterious, but the pain within is unimaginable to anyone.

  Finally, the water flow in the wooden barrel began to calm down, and the silver-white color of the cold pool's water gradually faded away. After the energy was thoroughly absorbed by Wang Chen, it slowly subsided.

  The next moment, the external yuanqi accelerated towards Wang Chenyuan, spreading and gathering around him.

  Wang Chen's breathing method changed again, changing into that three-long-two-short breathing method after each breakthrough.

  At this moment, it seemed as if time had frozen, with Ling Zhan standing guard on one side, carefully protecting against the potential threat of a monster.

  The waiting time is always long, after a long time, when everything outside has calmed down, Wang Chen let out a long breath in the wooden barrel, and Ling Zhan's whole heart relaxed!

  At this time, Wang Chen slightly exhaled a mouthful of air, transforming into a wisp of white mist that dispersed in the air.

  Then he slowly got up, jumped out of the wooden bucket, and his face was filled with excited expression.

  "Nine levels of body refinement, and indeed a lot of power has been gained!" Both palms were stacked together, and they shot straight forward!

  Under the layers of overlapping, making both palms appear blurry, extremely fast!

  "Fifteen layers of waves!" With a loud shout, Wang Chen used all his strength and slammed into the large tree branch in front of him.

  In an instant, the giant tree that was over a meter in diameter suddenly let out a deafening roar. After reaching its peak power, Wang Chen left two empty palm prints on the tree, with debris flying everywhere.

  This is more difficult than cutting down a big tree. Without enough strength and speed, it's absolutely impossible to do so.

  "Almost four thousand kilograms of strength!" After taking a deep breath, Wang Chen turned his head to face Ling Zhan with satisfaction.

  After the breakthrough, Daluo Palm can exert up to fifteen stacks of power. At this moment, the explosive force reached 4,000 catties, comparable to that of a second-order True Martial Artist, while his own strength had already reached 3,200 catties, surpassing that of an ordinary first-order True Martial Artist.

  Such progress can be said to be terrifying. To know that with the increase in strength, the later it is, the more difficult it is to improve, and any slight increase in power comes with great difficulty.

  "Well, that's good. Your physical strength should now be close to 2,000 kilograms!" After a moment of contemplation, Ling Zhan also nodded and added.

  What is referred to as physical strength, is the degree of resistance to physical forces. In other words, even if Wang Chen's body were to withstand a massive impact of 2,000 kilograms of force, it would not cause him much harm. This means that even if an ordinary ninth-stage martial artist were to use their full strength to strike Wang Chen with one palm, they would not be able to inflict much damage on him, which is a testament to the terrifying extent of his defensive power.

  To know, generally speaking, a nine-stage martial artist of the Body Tempering stage, even if their body is strong and sturdy, can at most only reach a defensive level of 1,000 catties.

  Wang Chen's talent far exceeded that of ordinary people by a whole level, and this level was enough to make too many people look up to him in admiration.

  All of this is mainly due to the help of the twenty-day waterfall training and the cold pool water, of course, the energy left after the explosion of the divine martial bloodline energy cannot be ignored. With the help of these aspects, Wang Chen's physical strength can only reach this level.

  "There are still ten days until the end of the month assessment, let's spend a little more time to earn points in the next few days!" Thinking about the end-of-month assessment, Ling Zhan gave Wang Chen a sly smile that sent chills down his spine.

  Every time during the raids, Ling Zhan seemed more excited than Wang Chen, and his expression often made Wang Chen feel like he was being stared at by a big grey wolf.

  "Alright, so now you're ranked 71st, kid? This won't do, this month you must break into the top 50, did you hear me?! Of course, breaking into the top 30 is also fine, don't embarrass me, you know back then I was...". Then, as if thinking of something, Ling Zhan became even more excited and loudly shouted at Wang Chen. However, when he reached the end, he stopped, seemingly having thought of something, with a hint of regret flashing in his eyes.

  "What's wrong?" Wang Chen asked with some puzzlement.

  "Hey, you little brat knows nothing, just plunder for me, don't be polite. What's fun about the outer gate? It's all fighting and killing every day, never-ending. Hurry up and get to the inner gate for me, that's where the real training is! For the next ten days, take out two-thirds of your time to plunder, just like this! There are still ten days left, heh heh..." Ling Zhan said with a sly smile, completely ignoring Wang Chen's expression as he rolled his eyes.