What kind of experience is it to endure Evil Qi with one’s body?
Du Chengfeng felt he must have gone through it, since letting Evil Qi enter his body was sothing he experienced early on when he first picked up that Heavy Great Saber. It was because his body was controlled by Evil Qi at that ti that he could wield the battle saber and unleash power beyond his physical limits, slaughtering foes all around.
However, his consciousness was sowhat fuzzy at that ti, and most of his focus was spent stabilizing his mind, so he was a bit negligent in experiencing the Evil Qi itself.
But no matter how negligent, Du Chengfeng still has so impression of the Evil Qi entering his body.
To put it more directly, once Evil Qi enters your body, starting from the hand holding the saber, a faint, cold and icy aura can be felt coming in, and then the whole person becos blood-boiling, moving more swiftly and forcefully—although in theory this should indeed be called Evil Qi entering the body, but in Du Chengfeng’s perspective as soone who experienced it, it felt more like a surge of adrenaline during battle.
Driven by the killing intent, the entire body suddenly had a unified purpose, with all originally independently functioning parts now operating for the singular act of killing.
In the process of this operation, the body underwent training, swiftly improving its physical attributes.
Strictly speaking, Evil Qi entering the body can be divided into two stages: first, when the Evil Qi begins to enter the body and the whole body is unified under the control of killing intent, strength is significantly enhanced; then it subtly trains the body in the pursuit of killing, leading to a second increase in strength.
Until the Evil Qi fills the entire body, pushing to the stage of projecting Evil Qi, where battle prowess becos completely superhuman.
This is the second refinent for the entire person, and also the second purification of killing intent. If one fails to endure it, they naturally go insane on the spot, turning into a madman who knows only killing. But if one can endure it, they can release that excessively abundant Evil Qi, gaining various incredible powers.
Then, the question arises.
If the body has been infused with Evil Qi once, can it endure a second infusion?
"Yes."
At this mont, Du Chengfeng was utterly certain.
Simply because he himself was experiencing this process.
The cold Evil Qi perated his body, even causing his muscles and bones to tremble. A certain ferocious power was rampaging inside his body, altering his physique in a clearly perceptible manner. His legs grew more robust, his arms more solid, and those fists that had taken lives beca harder, resembling two fierce hamrs!
He even faintly felt that his height had increased again, rising from just over two ters to truly reaching over two ters and ten, which translated to seven feet in this world.
Standing at two ters ten, with broad shoulders and a thick waist, legs like iron pillars, and arms like steel whips, his muscles were as solid as steel yet as soft as cotton, his bone structure akin to a towering tree, rooted to the ground.
This body had virtually beco a perfect killing machine, even more formidable and terrifying than those large beasts.
After all, those large beasts, no matter how robust, were rely for the convenience of hunting prey.
When it cos to killing itself, nothing compares to an upright figure, one that can wear armor and wield weapons.
The most formidable weapon has never been those swords, spears, and halberds.
Rather, it is the human body holding them.
In that mont, Du Chengfeng clearly realized this.
"Are you conducting a test?"
While Du Chengfeng was carefully experiencing how to utilize his powerful physique, the Burly Man who had already slain five people ca over, looking at the corpses on the ground.
"Killed with bare hands? Why do it that way? Aren’t there weapons?"
"To challenge the limit."
Du Chengfeng chuckled, picking up the Rectangular Sword he had just dropped on the ground.
As for the pike, curved saber, and the Nine-Section Long Whip on the ground, Du Chengfeng thought for a mont, then gathered them as well, stowing the short weapons into his saddlebag and hanging the long shafts on the bird-wing rings on the side of the battle horse, gaining quite a bounty for now.
As for the assassins killed by the Burly Man, he did not retrieve them.
To whoever fells their prey, the spoils belong, as a sign of respect for the help rendered.
Though he actually didn’t need much help.
But the Burly Man had no intention of picking up the weapons, instead following beside Du Chengfeng, his brow furrowed.
"If you kill barehanded, aren’t you afraid of the Evil Qi entering your body?"
"Huh?"
Du Chengfeng turned around, surprised that the Burly Man had discerned his secret.
On second thought, it made sense; after all, before Du Chengfeng started fighting, the Burly Man had already killed five people with bare hands, indicating that he should understand more about barehanded killing than Du Chengfeng, who had just tried it—why the Burly Man grasped the philosophy of barehanded killing, Du Chengfeng felt perhaps needed no reason.
Judging by the formidable physique almost matching his own, the Burly Man’s efficiency in barehanded killing could rival those of swords and spears, especially that pair of fan-like hands that could perhaps crush a person’s skull with a single slap.
With such a powerful build, are the swords and spears really necessary?
"They are still necessary."
Facing Du Chengfeng’s casual attitude, the Burly Man shook his head.
"Using fists and feet as weapons can be dominant temporarily, but do you know the biggest difference between a human and a weapon?"
"I feel there’s no difference."
Du Chengfeng spoke truthfully.
This had been his understanding over recent tis; he truly felt no difference between humans and weapons, at least no difference from Deadly Weapons, both having their demands, scopes of use, constantly battling, driven by will to defeat the enemy in front.
So, to survive and live the life he desires, he must continuously refine himself, using this increasingly powerful body as though it were a weapon, thereby becoming stronger, ever stronger.
"No, there is still a difference."
Looking at the determination in Du Chengfeng’s eyes, the Burly Man shook his head persistently.
"Even if a weapon breaks, a person won’t die."
"But if the body is damaged, the person truly dies."
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