Not only that, Ye Ningze also felt as if a ball of fire was burning within his body, constantly scorching him.
The pain was more terrifying than all the pain he had experienced on Earth combined, even a hundred, a thousand, ten thousand times worse than the pain on Earth!
Ye Ningze felt like he was going mad from the torment!
Sweating profusely from the pain, Ye Ningze wanted to open his eyes, to struggle awake.
But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't open his eyes. He could only let the intense pain torment him, making him suffer and groan continuously, bearing endless agony...
Ah!
Finally, Ye Ningze could bear it no longer. He let out a roar, abruptly opened his eyes, and his eyes snapped open.
The moment he opened his eyes, Ye Ningze felt as if a ball of fire was burning atop his head. A powerful heat made his body tremble.
Ye Ningze couldn't help but reach up to wipe the sweat from his forehead, then slowly stood up and looked at his palms.
On his palms was a thin layer of oil.
That was sweat.
Seeing this, Ye Ningze's heart jolted, and he looked at his hands in disbelief.
His fingernails had a faint oily sheen, and his palms were covered in black grime.
Ye Ningze understood: It seemed that by integrating this talent, I underwent another round of body tempering.
Immediately, Ye Ningze couldn't help but feel excited: My talent should have improved significantly!
He then quickly lowered his head to check his talent.
A line of small text appeared before his eyes.
Race: Human.
Talent: Grade B.
Special Talent: Flame Manipulation.
Instantly, Ye Ningze became excited.
Although his talent hadn't reached B+ after integrating a B+ talent, his talent had genuinely improved to Grade B!
Before, he was a Grade E trash!
But now...
B! Grade B!
His talent had actually improved to Grade B!
Grade B! Grade B! Grade B! ...
Ye Ningze repeated it dozens of times, a growing smile on his face.
My talent is actually high-grade B! This is truly exhilarating! Ye Ningze said with a smile.
High-grade B isn't too bad! Although I can only use the Grade B cultivation talent for three seconds, I feel my combat power has doubled! Ye Ningze showed a hint of satisfaction.
A high-grade B cultivation talent is indeed incredibly formidable.
Moreover, his current strength was more than a notch stronger than before!
Thinking of this, Ye Ningze felt an urge to roar to the heavens; he was incredibly excited.
I, Ye Ningze, have finally become a powerhouse with a Grade B cultivation talent! Hahaha! I really did it! Ye Ningze's face was filled with ecstasy.
No! I'm not there yet!
After the initial surge of excitement, Ye Ningze finally regained his composure. He immediately understood: The talent he possessed must absolutely not be revealed to others.
As the saying goes, "An innocent man is guilty when he possesses wealth." If others were to learn that he possessed such a powerful talent, one that could copy others' cultivation talents and even their special abilities, they would surely come to kill him!
Ye Ningze took a deep breath, calming his immensely excited emotions, and then began to ponder quietly.
"Now that I possess a Grade B cultivation talent, it means I can officially embark on the path of a martial artist."
Ye Ningze recalled that he had learned a basic body tempering technique called the Heavenly Origin Body Tempering Method at the Seventh Academy.
In reality, this body tempering method was just a set of movements, similar to the martial arts from his previous life. However, with the presence of Yuan Qi in this world, such a method could allow the user of these movements to slowly absorb the Yuan Qi from heaven and earth.
Previously, the owner of this body could only perform the Heavenly Origin Body Tempering Method twice a day before becoming exhausted. Thinking back, it was likely due to his inadequate physical condition.
It made sense; even though it was the most basic body tempering technique, one couldn't withstand it if their cultivation aptitude was too low.
"I wonder, now that my cultivation talent has reached Grade B, how many times can I perform these movements?"
With this thought, Ye Ningze cleaned himself and then began to try moving his body according to the Heavenly Origin Body Tempering Method.
With each punch and kick, there was a majestic aura.
Hmm! So comfortable! This Heavenly Origin Body Tempering Method is indeed good!
After practicing for a while, Ye Ningze found that his body felt much more refreshed. He could feel his body in a very subtle state of balance.
Every time he punched and kicked, the blood in his body acted like a giant funnel, constantly absorbing the Yuan Qi from the outside to replenish itself.
This feeling was simply too wonderful, making Ye Ningze wish he could stay in this environment until his body completely adapted to it.
Of course, this was just Ye Ningze's wishful thinking.
Although the improvement in his cultivation talent reduced the burden on his body when performing these movements, after seven or eight rounds of boxing, Ye Ningze's body still began to feel a hint of fatigue.
Ye Ningze sat down, panting lightly, and lamented, "I still need to seize the time to cultivate!"
He had nothing else to do today, so Ye Ningze decided to push himself until he was exhausted before resting. Thus, he stood up again, continued to swing his fists and kicks, and resumed practicing the Heavenly Origin Body Tempering Method.
As Ye Ningze punched and kicked, the Yuan Qi from heaven and earth gathered incessantly, flowing into his body and continuously tempering it, making his body stronger and stronger.
After a quarter of an hour, Ye Ningze felt that almost all the strength in his body was depleted, so he stopped and began to adjust his breathing.
In a quarter of an hour, although Ye Ningze's Yuan Qi had not been consumed, his physical strength was completely exhausted, and he needed to rest properly.
After adjusting his breathing for a moment, Ye Ningze's body slowly began to warm up, and the fatigue in his body vanished, replaced by a sense of comfort.
Ye Ningze knew that the punching and kicking he had just done was likely a process of continuously tempering his body.