The Human Giant

When Yoze arrived at the Martial arts section he was amazed to see the wide array of techniques and body cultivation methods. Some of them even seemed to have magical effects.

"Demonic Ape Fist cultivation increases the user's arm strength to produce up to 2000 pounds of force. A single punch could kill a man."

"Wave Palm cultivation focuses on the user controlling their body to distribute force and return it to the enemy."

"Big Golem cultivation, the user becomes a tank of pure muscle. The force generated by a single attack is devastating and can easily crush bones."

Yoze's eyes shimmered as he read the description of the Big Golem Cultivation method. It sounded right up his alley. He wanted to become an unstoppable force that tore to shreds anything and everything that blocked his way.

There was also another body cultivation method that he wanted, Iron Skin. From the description, once he reached the maximum level his skin could tank swords.

Grabbing these two methods, Yoze left to give them to the old man.

"You are grabbing two cultivation methods. I recommend that you don't."

"Huh why?"

"It takes decades for a person to reach the limits of the body cultivation method. By then they would have become a tier 1 Martial artist."

"To try and practice another body cultivation method without dying of old age requires a lot of talent. The talent of which would be more useful in using to break through becoming a Blood Master."

"I see, then I will follow your advice and just check out the Big Golem Cultivation method then."

Receiving the full copy of Big Golem Cultivation, Yoze then went to the training grounds to try and find someone talented. Since he was new here and would be coming often, Yoze picked a random Martial artist to copy their talent.

[Name: Andrew Has]

[Age: 27]

[Talents: Martial Arts Comprehension(Grade 2), Giving Speeches(Grade 2), Body Cultivation (Grade 6)]

"He has Grade 6 talent in body cultivation! That means he is cultivating 150 percent faster than anyone else." Yoze rubbed his eyes to confirm what he was seeing before copying it. 𝗯𝐞𝗱𝗻𝐨𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝐧𝗲𝘁

[Name: Yoze]

[Age: 21 years]

[Talents: Literature Comprehension(Grade 3), Martial Arts Comprehension (Grade 2), Body Cultivation (Grade 5)]

[Techniques: Twin Fists (Rank 1: 30%)]

[Talent Mark: 0 (24 hours remaining) ]

Yoze couldn't wait to begin practicing the Big Golem Cultivation method and read it on his way home.

The Big Golem Cultivation method matched its description. It was a type of method that increased the strength and weight of the user. It was divided into five levels corresponding to the levels of a martial artist.

The first level said that the user would weigh nearly 200 pounds and can hit like a truck. The second he would weigh over 300 hundred pounds.

In the third level, Yoze would have developed his Inner Vigor and used it to make himself heavier. The more Inner Vigor he had the heavier he got. By the time he cultivated this cultivation method to the peak, he could weigh as much as 1000 pounds.

If Yoze charged at someone with that kind of weight they would be turned into a bloody mush.

The first step that he needed to follow was to eat a lot of food while following the training regime in the book. It said that the more talent some had the greater the food-to-muscle conversion would be.

With nothing needing his attention, Yoze dedicated most of his time to training the Twin Fists and Big Golem cultivation method. Other than going to the Martial Court Yard to see if he could copy some good Talents and going to the store to buy food, most of Yoze's time was spent at home practicing.

Three months passed by in a flash, and Yoze had trained his body to the point that one would assume he wasn't a scholar.

[Name: Yoze]

[Age: 21 years]

[Talents: Literature Comprehension(Grade 3), Martial Arts Comprehension (Grade 3), Body Cultivation (Grade 5), Fist Arts(Grade 6), Movements(Grade 3)]

[Techniques: Twin Fists (Rank 3: 1%), Big Golem(Level 1: 10 %)]

[Talent Mark: 1]

"Whoosh,"

Throwing our Fists that seemed to disappear from the naked eye, Yoze could hear the power that came from his weight with every punch. He looked was built like a small truck. He had to buy bigger clothes as the old ones no longer fit him.

With three months passing by, Yoze had reached the third level of Twin Fists at an astonishing pace. This was thanks in part to the Talents he found at the Martial Court Yard. He was able to find two more gems, a grade 6 Fist Art talent and a Grade 3 talent in movement.

These two Talents worked together with his broad Martial arts comprehension talent that made Yoze rapidly progress. He was even able to reach the first level of the Big Golem Cultivation method. Meaning he could be considered a third-rate Martial artist.

After finishing his morning workout, Yoze went back to the Martial Court Yard as he was summoned.

"Eric, Grewn, Josh, Leo it's nice to see you guys again." Seeing his coworkers again after three, Yoze gave them a simple head nod.

While the four of them looked at each other as if they were confirming if the hulking man in front of them was Yoze.

Eric coughed to clear the awkward silence and told Yoze the reason why they had been called.

"There is going to be an inspection today so we will be following the Martial Court Yard directors and giving them some superficial advice."

Seeing that it was a simple matter, Yoze and the other advisors walked to the main yard where the inspector was chatting with the court's director. After greeting each other, was made to follow in the back away from the inspector and director.

If it was anyone else, they would have gotten upset by this arrangement as it destroyed his chance to earn brownie points with the government and increase his prospects as a scholar.

However, Yoze didn't care about his future as a scholar as he planned to follow the path of a martial artist. Working as a scholar was simply a way to pay the bills and fund his Martial arts.

Eric and the others noticed Yoze's calm attitude and couldn't help but raise their opinions of him. It was difficult for scholars to give up an opportunity to improve their careers, especially to get out of this dead-end position.