Chapter 759 - 660: Dying Again and Again, This Time Is Different? (2)

Chapter 759: Chapter 660: Dying Again and Again, This Time Is Different? (2)

[Heartstring Harmony:]

[Each of your attacks manifests like the gravity of stars, forcibly drawing the enemy’s heartbeat to resonate with your offensive rhythm upon impact.]

[The faster you attack, the quicker the enemy’s heart races, until their body can no longer withstand this manipulated rhythm — with a thunderous explosion, their heart bursts within, and blood jets out from countless pores, blossoming into a fleeting yet tragic crimson "galaxy."]

"Limit-Breaking Skill: Heartstring Harmony... What a beautiful name it is."

Feng Mu slowly opened his eyes, looking down at his slender, fair, seemingly untouched hands.

It’s hard to imagine that these very hands, during the lengthy "Dream Realm Cultivation," plucked out over ten thousand still-beating hearts to refine this Limit-Breaking Skill.

He knew he had long been walking in darkness, practically a villain.

But compared to his crazed, obsessive self in the dream, who wouldn’t hesitate to kill for the ultimate path, he actually thought his current self... was still as pure as a little white rabbit.

"Could it be that everything presented in the dream is what the system truly expects me to become?"

Feng Mu stared expressionlessly at his reflection, finally letting out an almost inaudible sigh before collecting his emotions and silently chanting in his heart again:

"Keep adding points!"

[Thunder Shock Leg: Beginner (133/1000) → Thunder Shock Leg: Intermediate (1/5000)]

[Thunder Shock Leg: Intermediate (1/5000) → Thunder Shock Leg: Advanced (1/25000)]

[Thunder Shock Leg: Advanced (1/25000) → Thunder Shock Leg: Perfection]

[In the first year, you began practicing the Ancient Martial Arts "Thunder Shock Leg."]

[This cultivation technique originates from an Ancient Martial Sect of the old era, emphasizing "tread the heavens, feet lead the thunder."]

[Upon first training, one must stand on a lightning-struck tree in a stormy night, guiding heavenly thunder to temper the feet, only then can true thunder shock speed be achieved.]

[The manual records that if this skill reaches perfection, kicks will be like lightning, and steps will resound like thunder.]

[You are a martial arts fanatic, determined to master this power.]

[You quickly discover that training requires drawing lightning through your body, but when you look up, all you see is a ceiling of steel and concrete, no sky, no lightning.]

[And if unable to "draw lightning to temper the feet," as the cultivation technique states, this martial art would only have its form, not its essence.]

[You are unwilling to accept this, so without heavenly thunder, you use human electricity instead.]

[You bring a high-voltage electric baton, repeatedly striking your own legs. As the current passes through, the pain is as if a thousand needles pierce the bones, muscles spasm and tremble, yet you grit your teeth and furiously practice kicks between each electric shock, performing the moves.]

[Day after day, the skin outside your leg bones breaks open, becoming scorched and mottled.]

[By the third year, the power of the electric baton is like an itch through a boot. You are no longer satisfied with the weak currents of the baton.]

[You enter the prison’s electrical room and directly bind exposed cables to your legs.]

[At the moment a high-voltage current enters your body, you nearly pass out, but you manage to kick out a "Thunderous Echo" move.]

[Smoke billows, arcs crackle and burst, you scream in pain and numbness, madly practicing martial arts, looking like a lunatic.]

[By the tenth year, you can withstand sustained electric shocks from cables, your leg skin completely carbonized, yet after each shock, dark blue arc patterns emerge.]

[You can now kick through concrete walls, and your silhouette carries a charge wherever it moves.]

[Thus, "Thunder Shock Leg" reaches Great Success!]

[But in your heart, you know: no matter how strong, the current in the cables is ultimately mortal, lacking the unique "charm" of destruction and vitality that heavenly thunder possesses.]

[You need real thunder— but in this lightless Lower City District, where even the sky is a luxury, where could there be lightning?]

[After much consideration, you remember a scientific genius—Zuo Bai.]

[He might be able to help you.]

[You find him, asking him to create lightning for you.]

[He is utterly shocked by your unsolicited arrival, yet dares not refuse your request. Upon understanding the specifics, his pupils tremble, and a bizarre joy appears on his face.]

[In his underground laboratory, he creates a huge and intricate "artificial lightning device."]

[Zuo Bai lives up to his genius name; he even dreams of creating a god, let alone lightning.]

[The lightning he creates is almost indistinguishable from natural thunder.]

[Arcs leap and hiss between metal spheres, converging into a blinding white electric light!]

["Come," you step into the lightning field, speaking in a deep voice, "Electrify me."]

[Without hesitation, Zuo Bai pushes the lever, and artificial lightning strikes down on you like a silver snake!]

[You dance and perform martial arts in the lightning strikes, every kick you make pulling countless electric threads, with each breath you exhale smoke.]

[You endure the electric strikes for an entire day and night, your skin long since carbonized and peeling, muscles charred like coal, yet you do not stop.]

[At dawn the next day, you had just begun the final move "Thunder Strike the Firmament!!"]

[But suddenly your whole body stiffens, and then you collapse, lifeless.]

[You died, your body like charcoal, yet only a pair of defiant legs remain pointing skyward, as if still beckoning lightning.]

[Zuo Bai remains standing in place, shaking uncontrollably.]

[He had witnessed the scene of you training to death, profoundly shaking his soul.]

[You died, but his respect and awe for you... only deepened.]

[For a long time afterward, he had trouble sleeping every night.]

[Always feeling that familiar footsteps would echo outside the door at midnight, and the next knock he hears, you would be standing at the door, charred as a ghost, eyes sparking with electricity, muttering hoarsely:]

["Zuo Bai, electrify me once more."]

[On the anniversary of your death each year, he would invariably toss and turn, plagued by nightmares—the you in his dreams always stood amidst the lightning, and he, always pulling the lever for you.]

[.....]

[Thunder Shock Leg has successfully broken its limits!]

[Though you’ve died, you’ve awakened a limit-breaking skill—Thunderous Echo (passive)]

[You’ve consumed a total of 30,867 General Skill Proficiency points.]

[Limit-breaking consumed 1 Universal Skill Point.]

[Thunderous Echo:]

[Every kick you deliver carries a strong electric shock, paralyzing enemies’ limbs and slowing their movements.]

[The paralysis effect can accumulate, and once it reaches a critical point, the enemy will be entirely immobilized, unable to make any move for 1.5 seconds.

Ps: Thunder Shock Leg harbors electricity within, capable of warding off evil.]

Feng Mu suddenly opened his eyes, a strange glint in them.

"This time’s ’training’... is a bit different from before."

He murmured softly, with a hint of puzzlement in his tone,

"There was no killing, no evil deeds, it was just... finding someone to help electrify me?"

"Is it because Thunder Shock Leg itself belongs to the element of thunder, capable of expelling evil, that even the training process seemed... more righteous?"

Feng Mu, having practiced too many evil skills and committed wicked deeds far too often, was doing a relatively "normal" dream, yet felt suspicious and uncomfortable.

After pondering for a while to no avail, Feng Mu decided not to dwell on it any longer and turned to open his cultivation technique panel.

His gaze directly fell on [Blood and Flesh Initial Solution Real Skill].

A line of system text appropriately appeared before his eyes:

[Blood and Flesh Initial Solution Real Skill breakthrough to "Three Solutions" requires meeting the following prerequisites (choose two of three):

1. Four fourth-grade Martial Arts perfected (accomplished)

2. Constitution Attribute surpasses 10 points (unaccomplished)

3. Complete "Yijin" (accomplished)]

"Finally... accomplished!"

Feng Mu’s eyes suddenly burst with intense light, murmuring to himself:

"’Thousand Entwining Threads, Heart-Picking Hand, Thunder Shock Leg, and Withered and Flourishing Zen Deceitful Transformation—exactly four fourth-grade martial arts, all perfected.

And Withered and Flourishing Zen Deceitful Transformation itself is also a Yijin martial art, helping me complete Yijin..."

He gazed at the flickering words on the panel, his mouth lifting into an uncontrollable smile.

"Choose two out of three... two conditions fulfilled!"

Although the cost was also hefty, leveling up those four fourth-grade martial arts and breaking their limits had cost him over 120,000 Skill Proficiency in total.

Now, it’s finally time for the ultimate payoff.

He remembered, the upgrade of [Blood and Flesh Initial Solution Real Skill] would return the Attribute Points accumulated during the training of the prerequisite martial arts all at once!!!

Which means, with the four fourth-grade martial arts, plus the breakthrough of [Blood and Flesh Initial Solution Real Skill] to the Fourth State, how many attribute points can be increased, all depends on this one flex...