madnovel Chapter 24 Special Effects: Snake Shape
Chapter 24 Special Effects: Snake Shape
Two inferior pieces of strange jade, totaling seven skill points.
Adding what was left before, the skill points column on the panel now steadily displays "12".
Fang Shuwen patted the powder off his hands and brought up the martial arts panel again.
Name: Fang Shuwen
Attack: 4; Defense: 4; Health: 2; Spirit: 2
[Exercise: First Set of Fitness Boxing (Proficient)]
[Special Effects:]
Skill Points: 12
After glancing at the panel, Fang Shuwen took out the Tengshe Reverse Scale Copper Piece and looked at the vertical pupil on the back.
He flipped the copper sheet over, and almost instantly, the light screen in front of him popped up.
[Fusing item detected]
[First set of Body-Strengthening Fist (Proficient) + Different Kind of Tengshe Reverse Scale → Tengshe Fist (Proficient)]
[This fusion consumes 10 skill points]
Should we proceed with the fusion?
Fang Shuwen's gaze lingered for a moment on the word "skilled" after the Tengshe Fist.
After fusion, the skill level remains the same and will not decrease, which is reliable and means no skill points were wasted.
Although it hurts to spend ten skill points, you can tell from the name that the Tengshe Fist is not comparable to a common skill like the Jian Ti Quan.
"Integration".
The moment the thought crossed Fang Shuwen's mind, he felt as if a red-hot iron rod had pierced through his spine.
It wasn't pain, it was burning.
The burning sensation started from the tailbone and spread all the way to the back of the head, with the entire spine trembling violently.
Immediately afterwards, an even more violent surge of heat exploded from his chest, rushing like magma along his meridians to his limbs and bones.
His muscles were twitching violently, and his bones were making a series of cracking sounds.
It wasn't just one or two sounds, but a series of them, like a long string of firecrackers being set off on New Year's Eve.
My mind was in turmoil.
The scene of the thirty-six figures practicing their physical training techniques was torn apart by a brute force, replaced by the phantom of a giant snake coiled in the void.
The snake was entirely black, with dark gold patterns flowing across its scales, and its vertical pupils coldly looked down at him.
The giant snake immediately pounced on him.
But the next moment, before the snake could bite down, it was too late.
The snake's body seemed to have been struck by some kind of force, and as it twisted, it transformed into a set of punches.
Every move and stance carries a wild and ferocious charm.
The fist is like a snake's head, the palm like a snake's tail, and the spine twists and turns like a python turning over, with the force exploding from the soles of the feet, flowing along the spine to the tip of the fist, creating a tricky and unpredictable arc.
After an unknown amount of time, all the images vanished with a sudden crash.
Fang Shuwen suddenly opened his eyes, panting heavily, his whole body drenched in sweat.
"This fusion actually allowed me to 'see' a fragment of the alien Teng Snake's soul!"
"This snake must have been incredibly powerful in its lifetime!"
He looked down at his hands.
The veins on the back of his hand were slightly raised, and his knuckles seemed to have become a little thinner and longer.
The most obvious change is that her skin is much fairer than before.
It was even more beautiful than the hand model's hand he had seen at a comic convention before he transmigrated.
Clenching his fist, his knuckles cracked, the sound crisper and more frequent than before.
But the biggest change wasn't in strength, but in the muscles and bones.
"The flexibility and range of motion in my muscles and bones have improved; it's almost inhuman!"
Fang Shuwen tried turning his head, and his shoulders, chest, and waist followed suit.
At this moment, the body makes an almost inhuman arc.
It really gives the feeling of a delicate, boneless, exotic snake.
But anyone who underestimates this change will surely suffer a great loss.
"The degree of torso twist has almost doubled; with this increased waist strength, the explosive power should be even greater!"
Fang Shuwen sensed something and casually threw a punch.
The direction and angle of the punch are the same as before, with no difference.
Even the technique for generating force is the same as before.
He twisted his body and his right fist shot straight out from his waist.
The fist pierced the air with a crisp "snap," sharper and more piercing than during a bodybuilding boxing match.
The air itself seemed to burst into a buzzing sound!
Even without testing, Fang Shuwen had a general feeling that his strength had not increased much.
However, the snake-like special effects made his body contort even more.
It's like drawing a bow and shooting an arrow; the greater the arc of the bow, the greater the explosive force.
Fang Shuwen put down his fist and stood up, then brought up the martial arts panel again.
Name: Fang Shuwen
【攻击：4→5；防御：4→4；生命：2→3；精神：2→3】
[Technique: Tengshe Fist (Proficient)]
[Special Effect: Snake Form (Body shape resembles a snake, flexibility greatly increased)]
Skill Points: 2
Attack increased by one point, and health and spirit also increased by one point each.
Although individual items only improved slightly, the overall strength increased by at least 30%.
Even though his martial arts level hasn't changed, he would still be able to take on three opponents if he hadn't fused his martial arts techniques.
"Phew, not bad, feels great. The skill points weren't wasted, worth it!"
Ten out of twelve skill points have been spent; the remaining two points will be saved.
Fang Shuwen looked down at the copper sheet in his hand. After the fusion, the patterns on the surface of the copper sheet had disappeared.
Furthermore, that strange feeling that could be felt by touch had also disappeared.
Fang Shuwen held it up to the light of the oil lamp and examined it. The vertical pupil on the back had completely dimmed, turning it into an ordinary piece of copper that no one would even glance at if it were thrown on the street.
He casually placed the copper plate on the table, preparing to practice his boxing a couple more times to familiarize himself with his newly changed body.
Suddenly, Lao Fang's voice rang out from outside the door.
"Shuwen, Shuwen! Dinner's ready, come over quickly!"
Old Fang's voice was filled with undisguised joy, which could be heard even through the door.
Fang Shuwen responded, put on his outer robe, and went out the door.
A display of equipment had already been set up on the stone table in the courtyard.
A large, steaming clay pot sits in the center. When the lid is lifted, the aroma of chicken mixed with the medicinal scent of star anise and cinnamon fills the nostrils.
There was a plate of scrambled eggs, a plate of cold shredded radish, and a pot of Shaoxing wine on the side.
Old Fang was bending over to set out the bowls and chopsticks when Hu Da came out of the kitchen carrying a tray of freshly steamed white flour buns, his apron still covered in flour.
"Xiao Fang, come and sit down!"
Hu Da placed the steamer on the table, wiped his large palm on his apron, and greeted everyone with a smile.
Fang Shuwen walked to the stone table, but instead of sitting down and eating as he used to, he did not do so.
He stood by the table, laughing loudly at Hu, and said:
"Uncle Hu, thank you so much for taking care of me these past few days. I'll have a couple of drinks with you tonight."
Hu Dazheng was wiping his hands with his apron when he heard this and paused for a moment.
He looked up at Fang Shuwen, then at Old Fang, opened his mouth, and it took him a while to come to his senses.
"Don't be so polite with me, kid!"
Hu Da laughed heartily.
But his mind was completely different.
Xiao Fang used to be so arrogant, he wouldn't even look up at the servants.
Let alone calling him "Uncle Hu," it's considered polite if he doesn't mind the smell of cooking oil in the kitchen.
What's wrong with me today?
Not only did they call someone, but they also had to have a drink with him?
Hu Da couldn't help but glance at Fang Shuwen a couple more times.
Upon closer inspection, something seemed amiss.
Xiao Fang stood there, his body still looking thin, but there was an indescribable strength about him.
My posture is also better than before. I no longer slouch with my shoulders and hunch my neck. My spine stands straight like a javelin, and my whole demeanor is different.
They've become like that former head guard and instructor surnamed Liang from the manor!
How is that possible?
That Instructor Liang is a Ming Jin martial arts master!
Even Master Zhao would treat such a prominent figure with utmost respect.
And Xiao Fang,
Even though things have changed now, how could they possibly compare to those kinds of people!
Your eyes must have been irritated by the smoke, causing you to misread it!