Chapter 178: Chapter 123 The Force of Utmost Firmness, Before These Eyes, You Have No Secrets to Speak Of (4K)_2

Although this information might not be of much use to him,

Jiang Siwei’s responsible attitude and capabilities toward work were something Xue Jing remembered well.

“If I could help you, that’s great,” Jiang Siwei smiled.

“By the way,” she continued, “the list will be announced tomorrow. After the drawing ceremony, Maple City TV Station will come for player interviews, and there is also a very famous variety show being filmed. They are very welcoming to professional martial artists appearing in the program…”

Xue Jing waved his hand, saying indifferently, “No, decline them all.”

Jiang Siwei’s expression revealed an ‘as expected’ look.

He really came to experience life, not to earn money as a true professional competitor.

He had no intention of building personal brand value.

“Then there is…”

…

After talking a bit more about the competition, it was past eleven o’clock at night.

Xue Jing found a well-reviewed restaurant and invited Jiang Siwei for a late-night meal before she bid farewell and left.

Upon returning to Yunlu Hotel, Xue Jing took the elevator straight up to his floor, found his room, opened the door with his key card, and walked in.

Wu Youqing had never treated him badly; this time, the suite she booked was equally superb.

The room was very spacious, luxuriously decorated, with soft beige carpeting. The huge bed, fit for a king, could easily accommodate five people at once. It had a separate study, living room, and even a wall that was a massive liquor cabinet and bar, where one could mix cocktails on the spot.

There was also a room full of fitness equipment.

Xue Jing put his luggage away, stretched lazily, then went to the bathroom to take a shower, put on a bathrobe, and lay down on the soft bed.

After a busy day, he finally had some time.

He calmed down, sinking his mind into the space of consciousness.

Countless pixels rotated to form scenes, and an extremely spacious dojo with wine-red solid wood flooring appeared in his consciousness space.

Soon after, Xue Jing, dressed in a white training garment, also slowly emerged.

He gripped his hand to sense his body, confirming the data was correct, then with a thought.

Pixels in front of him rotated, forming a robust figure.

Long waist-length hair, a rugged face, and bulging muscles; it was Yin Muhu.

Although they had only recently met, Xue Jing had ‘joined hands’ with Yin Muhu, and during that intricate energy contest, he had collected enough data to manifest Yin Muhu in the space of consciousness.

Although he hadn’t really fought him and thus was unclear about his fighting style, school-specific moves, so could not perfectly replicate him.

What Xue Jing needed was just the Vajra Wishful Hand’s unique energy channeling, and the ‘Yin Muhu’ he could manifest now was completely sufficient.

“Every school’s uniqueness requires pairing with the martial body cultivated through its own disciplinary practices to exert maximum effect.”

“Vajra Wishful Hand is the same; its unique Wishful Strength Control also needs to be paired with its own school’s martial body to achieve such formidable effects.”

Xue Jing pondered.

“However, my Hidden Dragon School martial body, which is based on versatility, has delved into both Rigid Force and Clever Strength. Pairing it with the energy control of the Vajra Wishful Hand, even if not excellent, won’t be too far off.”

He looked toward the ‘Yin Muhu’ in front of him.

Elevated to level 5 ‘Visualization True,’ the person he shaped was quite lively, seemingly possessing a certain degree of consciousness.

At this moment, sensing Xue Jing’s gaze, Yin Muhu nodded, stretching out his fan-like hand and grasping Xue Jing’s shoulders.

Extremely rigid energy pierced from the fingertips into Xue Jing’s flesh.

Xue Jing did not take any defensive actions but bore the full brunt of this energy damage with his most pristine natural body.

That was Pure Rigidity, unadulterated by any impurities.

Generally, when martial artists exert force, although there is a distinction between rigid and soft, it’s not strictly to the extent of ‘100 percent rigid’ or ‘100 percent soft.’

For instance, Hidden Dragon School’s move Shaking Star Fire, though primarily a soft power move, still incorporates some rigid force as traction.

Without that rigid signal for attack, completely 100 percent soft power would just be a ‘kind move’ with no offensive nature whatsoever, theoretically not even capable of killing an ant.

Moreover, it’s unimaginably difficult; both 100 percent soft and 100 percent rigid are nearly impossible tasks.

But the energy that entered Xue Jing’s body was different.

It was—Pure Rigidity.

Starting from the shoulder, spreading downwards, Xue Jing’s skin was perforated with countless blood holes.

It was as though his body had been punctured by extremely sharp, large steel needles, with rigid force rampantly inflicting damage within.

“There is no soft power mixed in, the pure rigidity, theoretically, should not be able to form shapes at all, not even altering a bit, this kind of power maintains its original form when struck.”

“However, the rigid force of Vajra Wishful Hand, once it enters my body, can freely form shapes, turning into blade-like, steel needle-like… it’s really hard to understand.”

Xue Jing ignored the severe pain coming from his shoulder and sank into deep contemplation.

This almost shattered his understanding of the martial arts system so far.

“Again.”

Xue Jing healed his body’s injuries and spoke to Yin Muhu.

The latter nodded. This time, he changed his method and threw a punch at Xue Jing’s stomach.

The higher the proportion of rigid force in a punch, the bigger the motions it produced. The Fist of Utmost Firmness made no compromises with the air resistance, not intending to flow with the airstream at all; a punch thrown stirred up a huge circle of white air waves, extending several meters outward.

“Boom!!”

The fist, as large as a sand pot, hit Xue Jing’s stomach, producing a sound loud enough to hurt one’s ears; his stomach was almost penetrated, revealing a large blood hole, and his whole body was flung dozens of meters away, slamming into the dojo’s wall, deeply embedded into it, leaving an indent of a human shape.

Thick, fragrant blood, shimmering like rubies, vomited from Xue Jing’s mouth; he paid no attention to it but minutely felt, experiencing all the details of this punch.

His spirit and will grew tougher and even such pain, enough to knock an ordinary person out instantly, meant nothing to him; it could not cloud his consciousness.

Only after memorizing the feelings and all the details of the punch in his mind did Xue Jing open his eyes.

“Again!”

Bang!

“Again!”

Splurt…

“Again!”

…

Countless times, countless times enduring the strikes of Yin Muhu’s Vajra Wishful Hand.

Half of his waist chopped by a hand blade, his chest pierced by a finger, kicked up into the sky…

From countless angles and parts, Xue Jing experienced and perceived the mysteries of the Vajra Wishful Hand.

“Splurt —”

After being penetrated through the lower back by a Piercing Hand, Xue Jing experienced the numerous subtle forces rampaging inside, tearing through his organs, his eyes revealing a spark of realization.

“Utmost Firmness is Utmost Softness… too rigid easily breaks…”

He touched his chin, pondering, “I think I understand now…”

“So it turns out, the principle is actually surprisingly simple.”

Pixel blocks rotated, filling his body, healing his injuries.

Xue Jing stretched out his palm, displaying a piece of transparent glass in his hand.

He clenched hard, and immediately, the glass shattered.

“Glass is a material with extreme hardness; a gentle bend and it will break apart, completely unable to be molded. Pure rigidity is just like glass.”

“And the extreme rigidity, its very structure is also extremely fragile, utmost firmness is utmost brittleness!”

“A gentle touch and it shatters.”

Xue Jing kneaded the shattered glass pieces in his palm; opening his hand again, there was only a pile of glass powder left.

“The shattered rigid force is just like glass turning into glass powder… glass powder naturally can be molded into any shape!”

“The secret of Vajra Wishful Hand in channeling energy lies right here, it first turns pure rigidity into fine powder, then controls these ‘powdered forces’ to move as desired…”

“That way, this utmost firmness force could even be more malleable than soft power.”

Xue Jing struck a pose, covering his face with one hand, his pupils turning silvery white, looking at Yin Muhu.

“I have seen through everything.”

“In front of these eyes, you have no secrets.”