Gao Wu: I grow stronger with each death.

Chapter 68, Dad, please read on!

Guided by the aura, Wang Sheng naturally walked towards the end of the room.

It was as if the place was magical, and nothing around him could attract his attention anymore.

Yu Yingshuang was secretly surprised, but given that Wang Sheng had so many secrets that it was as if a person had grown out of the secrets, she was not too surprised.

Soon, Wang Sheng stopped in front of something at the far end of the corner.

That was an arm thorn.

It can be fixed to the forearm and cause puncture damage when punching.

This weapon actually has some structural flaws. If the manufacturing process and materials are not properly secured, it can easily fall off or hurt the user.

The item was designed in this way to be used by martial artists skilled in fist techniques.

Seeing that Wang Sheng was staring intently at the arm dagger, Yu Yingshuang began to explain:

"This was crafted from a human ulna bone from the Origin Realm, whose identity and cultivation level in life are now unknown."

As she spoke, Wang Sheng's gaze also fell on the polished bone spur.

The bone was slightly yellow and did not emit any golden light.

But it does resonate with the royal family.

"If I'm not mistaken, either these are the remains of a descendant of Yu, or the owner of these bones had studied the *Primordial Wilderness Classic* during his lifetime."

Otherwise, there's no way to explain why he had such a strong feeling.

At this moment, Yu Yingshuang continued:

"After testing and research, the company discovered that this bone resonates with fist techniques, so it was crafted into a fist-dagger arm guard. Whenever the user uses fist techniques, there will be a certain power boost, but... it depends on the person."

"Judging people?"

"Yes, it's not enough to just be able to use your fist techniques; it also has to be in harmony with its will. Otherwise, apart from being hard enough, this thing is no different from any other weapon."

"I see."

Wang Sheng nodded knowingly.

No wonder this item is a unique piece and is placed in such a corner.

For a company, if the difficulty of research and development does not match its practical value, the product will only gather dust in the warehouse.

"Can I try?"

Wang Sheng asked.

"Can."

Wang Sheng immediately picked up the arm dagger and, under Yu Yinshuang's guidance, installed it on his right forearm.

"Whoosh—"

He swung it casually, and it held firmly.

"You can also hit me and see how it feels."

Should we hit him?

Wang Sheng was taken aback, but then he understood.

I just regret that I spent too much time surfing the internet in my past life.

"Okay, but... will I hurt Sister Yu?"

"Hmph, you're overthinking it. Come on in peace."

"it is good."

Wang Sheng stood still, silently sensing the resonance between his own vital energy and his weapon.

then.

As the Primordial Breathing Technique was activated, the blades on his arms began to visibly emit a golden light.

"This is?"

Yu Yingshuang was somewhat surprised. Was this weapon supposed to be like this? How could it glow?

But she didn't have time to be surprised. Wang Sheng's aura suddenly changed, and a domineering aura locked onto Yu Yinshuang!

This is... Qi lock!

So that's how it is. No wonder Wang Sheng was able to fight against geniuses across realms. Such profound combat techniques are not something that low-level martial artists can learn!

This aura was not strong, and Yu Yingshuang could easily break free from it without any hindrance.

But she did not resist, silently watching Wang Sheng's aura surge and transform.

Yu Yinshuang even carefully sensed this aura, as if she deliberately emptied herself and placed herself under the opponent's power.

Her heart skipped a beat without her realizing it.

It was as if the person standing in front of her was not a young man, but an ancient emperor exuding an ancient aura, wanting to possess everything she had.

Almost the next second, the golden light of the arm spike also reached its peak.

Primordial Wilderness Fist!

boom!

The restrained yet terrifying force was almost entirely concentrated at the tip of the spike. Wang Sheng felt as if the sharpened bone spike on his arm had grown out of his own body.

He used it as if it were his own arm, the arm spike accumulating all his strength, which he then unleashed with a powerful punch!

"when!!!"

A sharp, bell-like sound exploded in the room.

The spike struck a thick, azure-blue barrier of qi in front of it, unable to advance even an inch.

However, visible to the naked eye, several faint cracks appeared on the side of the tip that came into contact with the qi.

Swah——

Wang Sheng withdrew his fist, and at the same time, the protective barrier of qi in front of him disappeared without a trace.

"Sister Yu, you're so strong."

Wang Sheng silently assessed the power of that attack.

With his Desolate-Rank breathing and fist techniques, coupled with the resonance of his arm dagger, Wang Sheng was certain that no martial artist of the same rank could withstand that attack.

But Sister Yu calmly and effortlessly received it with her inner energy.

The gap in skill level between martial artists is indeed greater than the gap between a martial artist and an ordinary person.

"Power...not bad."

After a long while, Yu Yingshuang seemed to finally come to her senses:

"When used in conjunction with an arm thrust, this move could potentially injure a level three martial artist, but you seem rather clumsy using it, suggesting you've only recently learned it and need further practice."

"Um."

Wang Sheng nodded, and the slight smugness that had just risen within him vanished without a trace.

Sister Yu's calmness suggests that he may indeed not be good enough yet.

"I think you get along well with it, so you can take the thing. It should be enough to save your life during the exam."

Yu Yinshuang spoke again, and walked out without looking back.

Wang Sheng followed:

"Sister Yu, how much does this Source Artifact cost?"

"The cost price is about six million, and the selling price is usually around nine million."

"..."

Only then did Wang Sheng realize the immense debt of gratitude he owed to Yu Yinshuang:

"I will pay you back in the future."

"Yes, I know."

Yu Yingshuang walked out of the room, and after Wang Sheng came out, she turned around, closed the door, and locked it again.

"I have other things to do, so I won't see you off. Remember not to slack off in your cultivation when you get back. After all, those college students have much more practical experience and a higher level of cultivation than you in the competition, so you can't be careless."

"Okay, thank you, Sister Yu."

Wang Sheng didn't linger any longer and took the elevator to leave.

One minute later, in a private stall in the company restroom.

Yu Yinshuang's originally calm face now showed a hint of intoxication.

She sat on the toilet, looking at her hands, her index and middle fingers slightly apart, a wisp of transparent crystalline light stretched out between them.

"This kid..."

Her breath was as fragrant as orchids.

"He's already this powerful, how am I supposed to keep him in check later...?"

......

After leaving Longyuan Heavy Industry, Wang Sheng returned to Linshan Second Hall and rented a cultivation room.

"Since this bone can injure a level three martial artist, I have to come up with a bold idea."

Since Wang Sheng awakened the [Indestructible Vajra] characteristic and mastered the [Evil-Breaking Undying Body] technique, he has never died again.

It's mainly because it's too hard to die.

This is also why Wang Sheng didn't continue practicing "The Undying Body of Evil Breaker," even though it was a Heaven-rank technique, because practicing it might actually slow down his leveling up.

"Now I can finally cultivate properly, something I haven't done in a long time."

He wore a spike on his upper arm, and then simultaneously practiced breathing techniques and fist techniques.

Generally speaking, when you attack yourself, you will be constrained by the force chain, and the efficiency of muscle power transmission will be poor.

But for martial artists at the second level, this is not a major problem.

Even if muscle strength is lacking, if internal strength, blood and qi, and fighting spirit are improved, the power will not be weak.

He quickly gathered his strength:

"Wang Sheng! Take this!"

boom!

The blade pierced through the neck!