MTL - Fantasy: My Skills Can Be Upgraded Infinitely

The man's face suddenly darkened, his blood began to surge, and he continued to take a step closer to Jiang Heng.

 “Junior brother, it seems that you don’t know what to do!”

Most of the other outer disciples passing by not far away chose to ignore it and left in a hurry, while a few watched from a distance.

Jiang Heng put the porcelain bottle into his waist pocket and laughed easily:

“Just in time, I also want to see the strength of the seniors from the outer sect.”

Jiang Heng's body's energy and blood surged crazily, and his body was enveloped in dragon-like arrogance.

 “This kind of fluctuation is definitely caused by cultivation levels above the third level!”

"How is that possible? He has only been in the outer sect for less than a month!"

 The three of them were all shocked, but Jiang Heng ignored their reactions and instead took the initiative to attack.

"bring it on!"

Jiang Heng's figure was like a swift wind, rushing straight towards the leader.

Clench a fist with your right hand, and the energy of blood and qi can't help but surge around it, wrapping it around your fist.

 The perfect state of [Rock Breaking Fist]!

 Three times the explosive power increase!

 “How brave! So what! I am at the fifth level of cultivation!”

The man saw Jiang Heng taking the initiative to attack, and immediately became angry, and also rushed out violently.

 Fist fight!

The man's expression suddenly changed.

He only felt as if his right fist had been hit by a meteorite falling from the sky, and the violent force poured into his entire body along his arm.

His internal organs, and even every inch of flesh and blood, were wailing in pain under this punch!

“This is, at least, a Dacheng-level rock-shattering fist!”

  Such thoughts flashed through his mind subconsciously.

 The next moment.

With a muffled sound, invisible air waves spread crazily around.

"ah!"

The man screamed and flew backwards.

 “Senior Brother Zhang!”

The other two people couldn't help but exclaimed, looking at the figure flying out in disbelief.

“Ding! Win the battle and get 100 potential points!”

Jiang Heng glanced at the system prompt and walked towards one of them with a grin.

 “Come on! Ask your seniors for advice!”

 The man came to his senses and waved his hands quickly.

“This junior brother, no, senior brother, his cultivation is shallow and he doesn’t dare to teach. Let’s leave now!”

 Just kidding, Senior Brother Zhang, who was stronger than him, was instantly killed, so he could still get some good results?

The man stepped back step by step, with a flattering smile on his face.

“Oh? Your cultivation is shallow? Don’t you dare to give me advice?”

Jiang Heng didn’t stop at all and continued to smile.

"You look like you are forty or fifty years old, but in front of me, a sixteen-year-old boy, you actually think that your cultivation is shallow?"

“Then, as a fellow senior, I have to give you some advice!”

 In fact, these people looked to be in their twenties, but Jiang Heng said this deliberately. None of the three people dared to refute, and could only look at Jiang Heng tremblingly.

"bring it on!"

Jiang Heng shouted loudly again, his body turned into a strong wind, but his momentum was like a wild tyrannosaurus.

 Punch out with one punch!

 This man also screamed and flew backwards.

The last person's lips trembled uncontrollably, and he turned around to escape, but Jiang Heng easily caught up with him and knocked him down with the same punch.

After throwing the three people together, Jiang Heng squatted down and said with a playful smile:

“Junior brothers, my cultivation is about to break through to the fourth level, but I am suffering from insufficient elixirs, so I take the liberty of asking you to lend me some Qi and Blood elixirs.”

"how?"

The three of them breathed for a moment, looked at each other, and then replied dejectedly:

 “Senior brother, it’s okay to speak.”

 The three of them took out a small porcelain bottle from their arms.

 After Jiang Heng took it, he turned around and left.

One of them gritted his teeth and said:

"I will not avenge this, and I will not do anything to others!"

The young man headed by him slapped him on the back of the head and said hatefully:

 “You are stupid!”

"This kid is only fifteen years old. He has such a strong cultivation level in such a short time. Can we offend such a genius?"

“It’s just a few Qi and Blood Pills. It’s unlucky for us to kick such an iron plate. No one is allowed to mention this matter again!”

 The other two people nodded quickly.

 …

 On the other side, Jiang Heng returned to his small courtyard.

 Took out a small porcelain bottle, opened it and looked at it.

 There are three red pills inside, and a faint fragrance naturally emanates from them.

“This is the legendary Qi and Blood Pill, a concentrated essence that is said to be equivalent to a whole cow?”

 Jiang Heng took out one, looked at it for a moment, and then swallowed it in one gulp.

 The elixir enters the mouth and falls into the stomach along the throat.

 The next moment, the elixir began to be slowly digested, and a huge heat flow spread to all parts of the body.

Jiang Heng immediately began to practice the Yuanshi Creation Kung Fu.

 The stomach began to wriggle rapidly, and the elixir immediately began to be digested at a faster pace, and an even greater flow of heat flowed to all parts of the body like a river.

“Ding! During practice, your potential points increase by 5 points!”

“Ding! During practice, your potential points increase by 5 points!”

 …

I don’t know how long it took.

 When Jiang Heng clearly felt that the elixir had been completely digested, he stopped practicing.

 He looked at his personal panel.

 Potential points: 10600.

“Equivalent to one Qi and Blood Pill, which adds 10,000 potential points!”

"too strong!"

Jiang Heng's face was full of excitement, he swallowed another Qi and Blood Pill and started practicing crazily.

 It takes about an hour to digest a Qi and Blood Pill, even with the practice of Yuanshi Creation Kung Fu.

Jiang Heng worked without sleep for twelve consecutive hours, and finally digested the twelve Qi and Blood Pills completely.

 At this time, his potential points reached an unprecedented 120,000 points.

Jiang Heng first tried to upgrade the [Original Creation Skill] to the heaven level, but found that the potential points were still insufficient.

He chose to use his potential points to improve his cultivation.

“Ding! Spend 40,000 potential points and upgrade your cultivation level to the fifth level!”

“Ding! Spend 50,000 potential points and raise your cultivation level to the sixth level!”

 The majestic power of qi and blood surged in the body, and the dragon-like arrogance enveloped Jiang Heng's body, rising crazily.

 His cultivation has been upgraded two levels in a row!

 “Upgrade [Silver Elephant Skill]!”

“Ding! Spend 10,000 potential points, and [Silver Statue Skill (Xuan Level)] will be upgraded to the second level!”

Huge heat surged crazily inside Jiang Heng's body, creating a magical chemical reaction with every inch of his flesh and blood.

 He could clearly feel that his body was becoming stronger and stronger at an extremely obvious speed, like a high-strength alloy.

This kind of solidity is a qualitative change in every inch of the body from the inside to the outside, and it does not affect its flexibility at all.

“It takes 10,000 potential points to go from yellow level to level one. Does it also cost 10,000 points from level one to level two?”

Jiang Heng pondered for a moment.

 Then he took out his long sword, and the energy and blood in his body surged crazily.

 This was an all-out attack that he mobilized all his energy and blood.

 “Boom!”

 There is no pain or itching in the arm.

 The long sword suddenly broke apart inch by inch, and the broken blade fell to the ground.

Jiang Heng gritted his teeth and used another perfect level of [Rock Breaking Fist], which crashed onto his left arm.

 “Boom!”

There was another muffled sound.

 Left arm still has no pain or itching.

"too strong!"

Jiang Heng couldn't help but secretly clicked his tongue.