Translator: CinderTL
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Li Chunjun felt something very peculiar at this moment.
Or rather, it was as if he had been maintaining some strange state ever since his life level was about to advance.
He could clearly sense that when his life level reached level 10 and the progress hit [1000/1000], his flesh, bones, internal organs, limbs, and every aspect of his body seemed to form a unique cycle.
In this cycle, he fell into an indescribable, unexplainable feeling of "perfection."
Yes!
Perfection!
A form of evolutionary perfection had truly been reached at this stage!
This state made all his functions easily and seamlessly organized into a whole in a completely new way.
Previously, his sharp vision, impressive hearing, keen sense of smell, strong bones, and coordinated physique would occasionally make him feel somewhat unaccustomed.
After all, his changes had come too rapidly.
In the future, given enough time, he would naturally adapt quickly.
But at this time…
This strange feeling of "perfection" directly helped him bypass that sense of discomfort and perfectly coordinated every enhanced function in his body.
It was as if…
A normal living being should be this way.
He could easily capture the flight trajectory of a mosquito within ten meters.
He could casually listen to the sounds of ants crawling under a nearby tree.
He could lift over a thousand pounds effortlessly.
And he could run at full speed for half an hour without feeling winded or flushed.
This feeling…
Made Li Chunjun feel both familiar and strange.
Familiar, because he truly possessed all the abilities he now had.
Strange, because these abilities, which he had always possessed, were now perfectly integrated, allowing him to perform in ways that surprised even him.
...
"This state…"
Li Chunjun was still running at full speed.
In the past, he never felt anything particularly different about the way he ran.
But now, in this state of "perfection," he could clearly sense that his running form wasn't quite right.
How should he breathe to more efficiently utilize his stamina? How should he stretch his muscles to unleash greater strength? How should he step to ensure better balance, and so on.
Countless imperfect postures, in this state of "perfection," were all "sensed" and adjusted on their own.
As a result, even though his speed didn't change much, he was running more and more easily.
His stamina was endless.
As long as he wanted, he could run even faster.
It was like a runner who relied on natural talent suddenly receiving guidance from a world-class coach.
He was still the same person, his physical abilities were the same, but the way he ran had undergone a complete transformation.
Two kilometers, three kilometers, four kilometers, five kilometers!
Li Chunjun kept running, completely immersed in this feeling of "perfection."
Of course, since his life level had quietly advanced to level 11 at this moment, his physique had been further enhanced. This sense of perfection couldn't be considered absolute perfection.
But even so, his control over himself had reached an unprecedented level.
"Today, I finally realize that I am me."
Li Chunjun let out a long breath.
He slowed down.
He glanced at his current status.
[Life Level: 11 (140/1000)]
"The required 'experience' hasn't increased?"
Li Chunjun was slightly surprised.
But he didn't pay much attention to it and instead quietly recalled the state of perfection when his life level was 10 and the progress reached 1000/1000.
This sensation had slightly blurred after his life level reached 11.
But thanks to this experience, his overall abilities had definitely been elevated to a new level.
"I wonder when the next 'perfection' will be… Perhaps when I reach level 20 and achieve full progress? If so, I must make the most of that state."
He thought to himself.
He pondered deeply.
That sense of perfection was no less impressive than the state of "enlightenment."
If he could control it properly, spending a hundred or eighty days in that state would be equivalent to spending a hundred or eighty days in enlightenment. It would be like mastering techniques such as the Nine Heavens Thunder Sword Technique, Chiyang Body Refining Technique, and Sword Cultivation Foundation Art—easily achieving the highest level of understanding.
He could even find countless martial arts techniques and secret arts, instantly making a leap in his "technical experience" and stepping up in rank.
As long as he controlled it well, not only could he discard the burden of just overpowering the weak with strength, but he could also defeat enemies beyond his level.
In terms of combat power enhancement, it was comparable to advancing two levels.
Unfortunately, this time, there was no experience, and he didn't grasp it properly.
But…
As he recalled that subtle feeling, Li Chunjun suddenly drew his sword.
In the next moment, the sword tip shot forward, like lightning streaking across the sky, so exquisitely precise it was almost unbelievable.
"The sword technique has made small progress," he muttered.
But immediately, he sensed the flaw in his sword strike.
He struck again.
This time, the sword strike was even more magnificent than before.
Like a soaring phoenix across the nine heavens, elusive and unfathomable.
It was also like a thunderstorm, with overwhelming power.
"It's perfected," he realized inwardly.
He continued to refine his movements using that "perfection" state for comparison and verification…
"It can still be improved," he said aloud.
Not just his swordsmanship.
His physical condition was also seamlessly integrated inside and out.
Next, all he needed was a little adjustment, and his internal and external energy channels would flow freely.
Even circulating his energy throughout his body would take no effort at all.
"Integration Realm martial artist," he mused with some emotion.
The martial art level that ordinary practitioners would spend their entire lives striving for, he had just casually crossed into.
At this moment, he seemed to sense something.
He saw a figure rapidly approaching, running at full speed.
The pitch-black night couldn't block Li Chunjun's vision.
While not on the level of seeing at night like daylight, it was still enough to clearly see the person pursuing him.
Lu Jing, the head of Xuan Yue Security.
Although he was now panting heavily, he still locked onto Li Chunjun's figure, taking advantage of the faint night to break through the void and rush toward him.
"Seems I've caught a big fish," Li Chunjun remarked.
He had previously pretended to be severely injured in order to lure out the members of Xuan Yue Security and capture them all at once, ensuring that no one would interfere when he dealt with the remnants of the Jin family, preventing any further survivors.
Now it seemed...
Lu Jing had caught up.
But that made sense.
Who besides Lu Jing, a top-tier martial artist, could keep up with his speed?
After all, at that time, he had been immersed in the "perfection" state, not paying much attention to controlling his speed.
"This is why Xuan Yue Security dares to oppose me, and feels confident in protecting the Jin family members."
Martial artists of inner strength were considered influential in any city.
Integration Realm martial artists were the pinnacle of the martial world in any city.
Their influence was no less than that of billionaires or even multi-billionaires.
Let alone top-tier martial artists.
But now, he had undergone an astonishing transformation!
It was nearly on par with the transformation from a martial artist to a body-refining cultivator!
After completing this transformation, top-tier martial artists who would have once required careful planning and strategy to defeat were no longer a threat.
Especially since he had seemingly consumed a lot of energy in his previous actions.
As he pondered, Li Chunjun stood holding his sword.
"Run! Why don't you run?" Lu Jing panted, his face twisted with a sinister expression. "Can't run anymore?"
Li Chunjun remained silent for a long time before replying, "Have you gone blind?"
These words caused Lu Jing to hesitate in his breath.
Before he could get angry, he immediately realized something.
The breath… was wrong!
Li Chunjun's breathing…
Was steady and calm.
There was no sign of being injured, no indication of being on the brink of collapse!
There wasn't even the slightest trace of breath from running five kilometers.
A trap!?
At this thought, Lu Jing's pupils constricted.
(End of the Chapter)
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