Level Up in Martial World

Bang!

A terrifying beam was produced, hurtling directly toward Lu Zhen at a terrifying speed.

Lu Zhen's eyes narrowed to a slither when he saw the beam, yet he was relatively calm for some reason as his mind worked in overdrive.

"I can't die," he simply stated, though no words came out since he was in water. The power coursing through his veins, he utilised all the demonic Qi he had, applying it to his entire body.

This caused his body to inflate to a terrifying level.

Not only did he become larger, but his body pulsed with power that almost made Lu Zhen lose his mind. His body started to ache as the power was too much for him to bear.

But he didn't stop there.

He tapped into his mental energy, sensing as many strands of mental energy as he could and using them to heighten his senses, giving him a sixth sense.

Lu Zhen still wasn't finished. He opened his mouth, devouring as much water as he could into his stomach.

The water instantly converted to energy the moment it entered his body.

He folded his arms as he prepared for the worst.

Although the entire transformation of his body might have seemed to take long, it happened in a blink of an eye.

Boom!

Lu Zhen's ears bled just from the sound of the blast as he was hurled away at a terrifying speed.

His inflated muscles almost became useless as the heat from the terrifying blast sent him hurtling up in the air.

Lu Zhen's arms melted away with the blast; luckily, he was able to avoid damage to his vital head. The blast pushed him to the side as it surged straight up like a heavenly pillar reaching the very heavens themselves.

The black energy created a terrifying vacuum in the water that almost split the water into two halves. Lu Zhen could even see a thin veil that seemed to be slightly broken, as if that blast had made the very fabric of reality tear literally.

Lu Zhen took a cold breath as he surveyed the terrifying destruction caused by the blast. Despite his mutilated hand and veins popping up from the sheer burden of using massive energy, Lu Zhen swam even further.

In his crimson red eyes, there came red veins which revealed the unbearable pain he felt, almost making him faint. The adaptability skill was rendered useless, but his battle instinct skill kept him alert. Despite the mutilated hands, Lu Zhen found he could swim even faster without them, much to his excitement.

To boost his speed, he sucked water into his mouth, throwing it behind him to create momentum that sent him flying upward like a rocket.

The gigantic eyeball flickered upon realising the target was still alive and considered another attack. However, Lu Zhen was already too far away. As he soared through the water, Lu Zhen heard a faint voice.

"You are lucky."

The eyes closed, and the vision seemed to disappear, as if it were going back to sleep.

"You are lucky? Lucky?" Lu Zhen thought as he wanted to tighten his fist; however, he realised he was mutilated, which made him grit his teeth—his fangs almost breaking against the sheer pressure. However, Lu Zhen wasn't in the mood to feel anything.

With a burning desire for vengeance deep within him, he left the battleground, defeated but not broken.

"I'll show you who's lucky in the future," Lu Zhen declared with a cold gaze as his arms slowly started to regenerate.

Martial artists, possessing a cockroach-like vitality, had a remarkable ability to recover. Lu Zhen, having trained both his body and Qi, could be likened to the biggest cockroach in his realm.

While he wasn't certain about his abilities compared to first-stage martial artists, he believed he was at least comparable to them given the accumulation of his skills, cultivation, and bloodline.

Within two minutes, he reached the safety of the land. The moment his feet touched the solid ground, Lu Zhen collapsed, falling unconscious as the rush of adrenaline wore off.

His body hurt like hell as the adaptability skill became completely useless. His body was completely used and spent every ounce of his energy.

Lu Zhen slipped into a comatose state as his consciousness drifted away.

…..

In a plain world where everything stretched endlessly, with no apparent end in sight, there was nothing but grass. In the middle of this vast expanse stood a serene pavilion, surrounded by ponds on all sides, creating a peaceful and tranquil environment. At the heart of the pavilion lay a chessboard.

Two human-sized figures were engrossed in a game of chess, one appearing peculiar and the other even more so.

"Old squid, you let a worm get away," remarked one.

"Humph."

"Don't be angry, but why did you attack that kid all of a sudden? Aren't you supposed to be peaceful towards humans, as long as they don't disturb you?"

"That worm dared to trick my servant." The human-sized figure was, in fact, a squid, but only its face resembled that of a squid, while it retained hands and legs of a human making him look strange and funny at the same time while giving a vibe of a funny pirate rather than a monster.

The other figure shook his head helplessly in response.

"Don't you want to be a human someday?"

The squid figure paused at this question, contemplating before finally responding, "Yes, I want to be."

"Then why did you attack a human? And that too with such terrifying talent. He has already achieved the heavenly cleansing of his body."

"Well, you aren't any better, are you?" The squid looked at the human-shaped crab in front of him.

"I don't like humans. They are weak, but you are different."

"Sigh, you still don't realise the potential of humans."

"What's the use of potential if they can't use it?" the crab said in a sneering tone.

"True." the squid sneered too while laughing it off.