Chapter 100: One Punch, One World

"Three hundred and thirty-five!"

Xiao Chen's right fist hit the stone wall again, and there were already cracks on the stone wall, which was the effect caused by more than three hundred punches, which showed how hard this stone wall was. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Due to the world's [Divine Grace Healing], his right fist has been fleshed open, but his phalanges have not been broken. It's just that the world is already a little out of breath, and it is obvious that the constant use of [Healing] is extremely taxing for her.

Colorless soon stopped using [Stamina Repair] and worked with the world to heal Xiao Chen's right fist. In fact, he could use [Divine Grace Enhancement] to increase the hardness of Xiao Chen's right fist, but he didn't do so, because every time the body was damaged and recovered, it was a process of increasing the hardness, and the pain would bring growth.

Xiao Chen threw more than 300 punches and failed to even use a [Fist Explosion], but he was not discouraged, firstly, his mind was firm and mature enough, and secondly, he had gradually felt the [Demon Resonance].

The resonance of existence and existence is mysterious and mysterious, but it is also very real.

"Three hundred and fifty-four!"

The steel left arm slammed into the wall, splashing a slight firelight, the hardness of this prosthetic limb was beyond Xiao Chen's expectations, it had collided so many times, not only was it not half damaged, but there was not even a dent in the fist at all, it can be seen that the steel material made of this prosthetic limb is extremely hard and tough, and it is really extraordinary.

But now is not the time to be surprised by this, because after this punch, there is a shattering sensation of light on the wall, as if a layer of gray-brown glass is shattered.

"This punch is a [fist explosion]!" said Colorless with relief.

Xiao Chen's spirit was shocked, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, but he quickly relented. Now is not the time to rejoice.

Sure enough, in the next hundred punches, Xiao Chen failed to use [Punch Blast] again.

Although I could touch the veins of [Demonic Resonance] every time, the feeling of converging all the power into one point and then detonating it did not appear again.

"I can only keep repeating, there is no shortcut to demonic martial arts cultivation. ā€

Xiao Chen suppressed a trace of anxiety that had just risen, strengthened his will, maintained the rhythm of punching, and every punch was going all out.

The five hundred and seventy-fourth punch, and finally there was another [fist explosion], which was still swung out by his steel left arm.

"It's strange, I'm not left-handed, it stands to reason that my right hand should be more powerful, why are the two [punch bursts] triggered by the left hand?"

Xiao Chen was puzzled in his heart, he intuitively felt that when the right fist was swung, the degree of [Demon Resonance] was far inferior to the left fist, and every time he swung his left fist, there was a feeling of power venting, but when he swung his right fist, there was always a sense of stagnation, why was this?

Xiao Chen began to carefully feel the difference between the left fist and the right fist, and before he knew it, he had already swung out six hundred and eighty-eight punches, and this punch was still from the left fist [Fist Explosion]!

If the same situation occurs three times, then the element of chance is very low, and there is some necessity in chance.

Xiao Chen was puzzled, he always felt as if there was a wall in his right fist that was constantly blocking the influx of power, as if his right fist was rejecting his consciousness.

"Is this a question of affordability?"

A bright light flashed in Xiao Chen's eyes, and a wonderful thought surged through his mind.

"The only difference between my left and right fists is that one is made of steel and the other is made of flesh and blood. The left fist does not produce the slightest pain, while the right fist produces severe pain every time it hits the wall. Although I am used to the pain, the instinct of the flesh resists the pain. ā€

Xiao Chen continued to deduce in his heart, "Yes, my right fist is subconsciously resisting my actions, so my strength cannot be fully exerted. Because my right fist is flesh and blood, it can't bear all my strength at all. This is the obvious problem, if the container is not large enough, no amount of power injected will help. ā€

"Not with the left fist. Because no matter how much force I use, my left fist made of steel doesn't hurt me. The container of the left fist is equivalent to... No, it should have a limit to endure, but my current strength is far from reaching its limit, so no matter how much I inject 100% of my strength, or even 200% of my strength, it will not resist and will accept it all!"

This is equivalent to a machine that is not afraid of death, and a human who is afraid of death, the former can exert all his abilities in any situation, while the latter will have a loss of strength due to pain, fear, and despair. ā€

"Only when my flesh is as hard as the steel of my left arm can my right fist exert the same power as my left. Increasing the hardness of the flesh is a slow process, but it is not difficult to increase the hardness of the material on the left arm. If I could increase the hardness of my left arm to be indestructible, wouldn't it be that its power capacity could reach infinity?"

The more Xiao Chen thought about it, the more frightened he became, but his eyes became brighter and brighter, as if he saw a new and bright road slowly unfolding in front of his eyes.

He involuntarily stopped swinging his fist, "Wait a minute, Teacher Colorless, the world, you guys take a break first, I have an idea and want to discuss it with you." ā€

The face of the world is already very pale, and the source power is almost exhausted, and it is all supported by will. Hearing Xiao Chen's words, she immediately looked like a deflated ball, and Xiao Chen felt distressed for a while.

Colorless also stopped, Xiao Chen immediately told them what he thought in his heart, and after he finished talking about the theory of container bearing, Colorless and the world fell into contemplation at the same time.

"I wonder if the fragile flesh is actually limiting the potential to be realized? In fact, we may have 1,000 percent of the power we have now, but because the body can't withstand so much power, we can actually use less than 100 percent of the power. ā€

Xiao Chen said: "It is said that human beings can exert extraordinary potential when they are in dangerous situations, and their weak mothers can even catch babies falling from tall buildings with both hands in a hurry. Perhaps the power we have is a lake of water, but physical endurance is just a bucket that instinctively rejects the infusion of excess power. ā€

Colorless said in a low voice: "What you say is not unreasonable, but after all, it is just a guess, whether the human body has deep potential, whether it is limited by the physical endurance, there is no way to demonstrate." ā€

Xiao Chen smiled and said, "So the students want to try it! Although God took away one of my left hand, the world gave me another possibility, and I want to realize this possibility." ā€

The world naturally refers to the stunning woman with silver hair and purple eyes beside her.

Xiao Chen said, "Next, you can rest." From now on, I'll only use my left fist! Since [Fist Blast] is to detonate all power, what if all my power is not just 100%?"

"If I can detonate 1,000 percent, or even 10,000 percent of my potential power, if that's the case, isn't one punch enough?"

One punch, one world!