Boom! A ring-shaped shockwave rippled outward, sending the rubble on the ground tumbling and rolling.
After taking that punch, the Six-Armed Battle General staggered back two steps, all three of its eyes turning blood-red. Sure, it had been knocked back by Jill Young before, but that was always thanks to some fancy technique. This time, it was pure brute force—no tricks—and it still got pushed back! Not even the Vajra form at the tenth level of the Dragon Elephant technique could pull that off, but Jill Young just did it!
"Ha! Again!" Jill Young couldn't help but laugh out loud, even though her throat was dry as sandpaper. She threw another punch, her blood roaring like a flood, and the whoosh of her fist sounded like a tidal wave. The Six-Armed Battle General, not willing to admit defeat, swung back with another punch—its fist armored with jagged plating. Even if it couldn't outmuscle her, its toughness was enough to make even a Vajra sweat.
But this punch was just like the last one. Jill Young's hands looked slender and delicate—like they'd break at a touch. Yet when her fist smashed straight into the Six-Armed Battle General's armor, the only result was a couple of white marks. Not a scratch otherwise.
Bang! The Six-Armed Battle General actually got knocked back an extra step this time.
"Hiss—" Maybe it was alien language, but the Six-Armed Battle General gave up on brute force and lunged with six short spears at once. But Teacher Yang jumped in, and together they slapped both palms onto its arm. Crack! One of its armored limbs split with fine cracks—the Six-Armed Battle General had just taken a double palm strike, soft and hard combined, in a single instant.
Bang! Jill Young stepped up and threw a third punch. The Six-Armed Battle General blocked with both arms, stumbling back again, but one of its short spears got snatched and smacked into the air by Teacher Yang. Whoosh—the spear spun off and stabbed into the ground with a clang, just like that short sword earlier. Instant karma! Teacher Yang’s sneakiness ran deep; no way he’d let that go.
"Nice work! Let’s tag-team this thing and wrap it up in no time!" Jill Young charged at the Six-Armed Battle General like a leaping dragon. For the first time since the fight started, the Six-Armed Battle General went on the defensive. In just a few moments, the tables had turned—Jill Young’s punches were stronger, and that pure, concentrated power was more than it could handle.
Just now, Jill Young broke through to Tier 8 Dragon Elephant.
At Tier 8 Dragon Elephant, you get twelve thousand pounds of force, just in the normal version. The skin toughens up to a ridiculous degree—not quite a full-on body-protection technique, but when you tense up, the defense isn’t far off. Most importantly, breaking through to Tier 8 adjusts your body to its absolute prime condition.
From the moment we're born, our bodies develop differently based on environment and experience—tall, short, skinny, chubby. Not enough nutrition, too much nutrition, lack of exercise, overdoing it—all these mess with how we grow. Even identical twins, if raised in different settings, can end up looking nothing alike.
But the special effect of the eighth level of the Dragon Elephant cultivation method is to restore your true self. If you’re short because you were malnourished as a kid, tanned from too much sun, or can’t lose weight because you ate too well—just train up to the eighth level! Reach that point, and it’s like repaving the road you’ve walked, smoothing out hidden injuries, and letting your body become the optimal version your genes could ever achieve!
After advancing to the eighth level of Dragon Elephant, you become the person you were always meant to be—the theoretical you, even if you lived the healthiest, most disciplined life. The eighth level of Dragon Elephant makes you, well, you again!
But that’s not what made Jill Young the happiest. What really surprised her was just how strong she’d become.
The classic Dragon Elephant method is stronger than the watered-down version, but Jill Young’s luxury cultivation approach took things to a whole new level. The quality of her training materials would make every past Dragon Elephant practitioner cry in envy. By the seventh level, she was already pushing nine thousand jin of force. After breaking through with the help of a Meat Pill, her strength doubled—over twenty thousand jin, a full ten tons!
Ten tons—that’s the strength of ten elephants in the Dragon Elephant method, something the watered-down version only achieves at level ten!
Ten elephants equal one dragon. If you go one step further, you get the power of a dragon. But as the saying goes, 'Ten elephants are easy, one dragon is hard.' In pure weightlifting, both equal ten tons, but in real combat, the difference is night and day. According to the Dragon Elephant manual, some ancient practitioners with insane talent could reach fifteen, even twenty elephants, but more elephants are still just elephants—not a dragon.
An elephant may be mighty, but it’s bound to the earth. Only a true dragon soars to the heavens.
The gap between dragon and elephant is literally heaven and earth. The key to crossing that threshold is refining your vital energy—thanks to all those TV shows! Thanks to every satellite channel! Thanks to the National Martial Arts Gymnastics Association for their generous sponsorship! And a big shoutout to that crooked oil dealer who taught me Tang-style Internal Martial Arts—now I can actually sense my qi and know how to refine it!
After mastering the eighth level of the Dragon Elephant (Rich Kid Edition) and gaining the strength of ten elephants, Jill Young immediately sensed the path to dragon-level power. It was so clear, so natural, like it was meant to be. Sorry to all those monks and lamas who spent a lifetime on internal martial arts—this legendary dragon strength? For your girl, it’s not far off at all!
Whoosh, the sound of fists never stops. The more Jill Young fights, the more exhilarated she gets. Every punch is pure catharsis. Normally, a Six-Armed Battle General would be a nightmare to fight—six arms, elite skills, not exactly a punching bag. But with her golden partner at her side, and her power stats maxed out, Jack Young’s support skills shoot through the roof.
Every punch and kick, Jack Young does everything he can to clear the way and set up Jill for maximum damage. And Jill’s heavy blows aren’t random either—they create openings for Jack, letting him land those killer Internal Martial Arts strikes on the off-balance Six-Armed Battle General.
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Their teamwork is so in sync, it’s jaw-dropping.
Boom! With just one punch, the wind howls and thunder cracks. Jill Young’s vital energy surges and coils, soon to fuse together. As her qi solidifies, her aura grows beastly—like a primordial monster—and her attacks become even more unbearable for the Six-Armed Battle General.
"Ha!" With a heavy punch, the Six-Armed Battle General’s feet carve deep trenches in the ground, and smoke rises where its arms block the blow. But the Battle General stays cool—on the back foot, but not defeated.
"No time to drag this out—we’ve got three seconds to finish it!" Jill Young suddenly grins mischievously, a new idea sparking. She flips out a metal chain, fifteen meters long, with golf ball-sized spheres at each end. It looks ordinary, but it’s made from top-tier alloy by the Mecha Engineering Bureau—the same stuff as Fist Emperor. Jill designed this weapon to maximize her advantages.
That advantage? Mind-link.
Swish! One end of the chain flies to Jack Young, who snags it and ties it firmly around his waist. The two are now linked by a chain—just like when they escaped that kaiju chase ages ago.
"Try this—Supercharged Internal Martial Arts Yo-Yo!" Jill Young flicks her arm, the chain whips into loops around Jack Young, then—whoosh—she hoists him up and hurls him forward. The chain spins like a motor rotor, sending Jack Young into a rapid spin.
By the time he reaches the stunned Six-Armed Battle General, he’s become a whirling phantom—a Mystic Gate Weapon!