After testing his fist techniques, Sun Zhengguo then tested his footwork.
This footwork skill isn't about how much force or destructive power a kick can generate, but rather a new discovery he made.
Sun Zhengguo discovered that as long as he channeled his internal energy into his legs and exerted a little force, he could jump quite far, which was somewhat similar to the feeling of lightness skill.
This discovery excited Sun Zhengguo for a long time, but he didn't test it immediately because he had guests at home.
So he channeled his internal energy into his legs and gently jumped upwards.
Unexpectedly, despite seemingly exerting no effort, this light movement sent me jumping more than a meter high.
"Great, great, let's do it again."
This also stirred up Sun Zhengguo's playful spirit. After all, who doesn't dream of being a martial arts hero? Faced with the legendary lightness skill, who could resist such temptation?
After round after round of practice, in just the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, Sun Zhengguo had already tested the limits of this skill.
He can jump to any point pointed to from a height of three or four meters. Beyond that height, his accuracy deviates. Beyond six meters, his accuracy is completely lost.
If there are any points of leverage along the way, then you can jump freely, as long as you don't lose your strength.
Of course, this refers to height. If you jump forward, you can easily reach more than 5 meters in one leap.
If they put in a little more effort and used a running start, there would be no chance for Olympic champions.
After this test was completed, the last test was the mental strength test, which was Sun Zhengguo's favorite.
This mental energy not only makes one's mind clearer, but also has countless wonderful uses.
For example, the oppressive feeling Ning Dazhuang experienced in the courtyard today was orchestrated by Sun Zhengguo, though he didn't admit it.
It wasn't that he was stingy and couldn't bear to part with two bottles of his homemade wine; rather, he used his brother-in-law as a small experiment.
Thinking of this, Sun Zhengguo followed suit, channeling his spiritual power into a nearby tree.
The trunk of the big tree was definitely fine, but some branches, including some of the thicker ones, were bent over as if controlled by an invisible hand.
As Sun Zhengguo increased output, some thin branches began to break, and eventually, even the thicker branches all broke.
In the end, the tree was like a bird that had been plucked, completely bare except for a trunk that was still standing there.
After destroying the tree, Sun Zhengguo did not stop. His spiritual power began to extend forward, reaching its limit only after extending more than 300 meters away.
In other words, from now on, the area within a 600-meter radius of him will become his new domain, and he can confiscate any item that enters this domain.
At the end of the experiment, Sun Zhengguo also tested his mental lifting ability, which was quite speechless. He could only lift about ten kilograms.
Although it's more than double the size of what it used to be, what can you do with that little weight?
But something is better than nothing. The chance of flying in this lifetime is probably slim.
After completing all the experiments, Sun Zhengguo saw the damaged site and simply put all the branches and trunks into his space.
Then he kicked down the bare tree, also putting it into his spatial storage to use as firewood, so as not to arouse suspicion from those with ulterior motives.
After doing all that, Sun Zhengguo looked around again and, finding nothing amiss, slowly walked home.
When Ning Dazhuang got home, he hadn't finished soaking in the bath yet. Sun Zhengguo checked his watch and an hour had already passed, which showed how slow Ning Dazhuang was in absorbing and utilizing the medicinal effects.
Bored, Sun Zhengguo played with the child for another hour before the door next door was finally opened.
Ning Dazhuang walked out with a big smile on his face. When he saw Sun Zhengguo, he immediately began to share the good news.
"Brother-in-law, this time the effect was very good. I feel that I have made great progress. If we do it twice more, I might be able to enter the Ming Jin you mentioned."
Sun Zhengguo glanced at his brother-in-law's smug expression, his eyes filled with disdain.
"I remember when I was a teenager, I used the same medicine and it broke through Ming Jin in one go. Brother, how old are you this year?"
Sun Zhengguo, the sixth brother, left Ning Dazhuang speechless and completely broke down with a single question.
Then, realizing what was happening, Ning Dazhuang said angrily, "Sun Zhengguo, don't be so cocky. I just started a little late. If we were in the same boat, who knows who would be the master and who would be the apprentice?"
"Hehe!" Sun Zhengguo laughed. "Brother, I remember you didn't drink at noon, right? How come you're so drunk!"
"Stop talking nonsense. Am I wrong?" Ning Dazhuang was still unconvinced.
"I don't care if what you're saying is right or wrong. I'll tell you quietly, do you know why I asked you to come in this afternoon to soak your herbs?"
Ning Dazhuang shook his head, indicating that he was unaware of the matter.
"Because I also took a bath this morning, understand?"
After Sun Zhengguo finished speaking, Ning Dazhuang's pupils suddenly contracted, as if he had encountered something terrifying.
Then he pointed at Sun Zhengguo and asked incredulously, "Could it be that you've broken through to the Transformation Realm, a level that's not even mentioned in any books?"
Seeing this, Sun Zhengguo didn't bother to explain. He casually picked up the matchbox his son was playing with, used his internal energy to violently throw it against the wall.
Then came the moment of miracle: the matchbox, like a cannonball, slammed into the wall and was firmly stuck to it.
"Brother-in-law, what does this mean? Is there glue on it?"
Ning Dazhuang originally intended to ridicule Sun Zhengguo with these words.
However, reality slapped him hard in the face, as the matchbox slowly slid down the wall.
Ning Dazhuang was now in a panic. He quickly went forward, picked up the matchbox, and felt it from both sides, only to find that there was no glue.
Then he opened the matchbox and found it was full of wood shavings.
"Brother-in-law, don't tell me this is all your doing. I feel like you're putting on an act."
Even though no glue was found, Ning Dazhuang remained stubborn, insisting that it was all an illusion.
"Hitting someone is like hanging a painting; the force is hidden within. Believe it or not."
After showing off, Sun Zhengguo snatched the matchbox from Ning Dazhuang's hand, emptied the sawdust inside, and then handed the box back to his son to play with.
"Wait!" Seeing Sun Zhengguo about to leave, Ning Dazhuang grabbed him.
"Brother-in-law, tell me honestly, did you choke me during lunch?"
Ning Dazhuang didn't care what realm Sun Zhengguo had broken through, but he couldn't figure out this question. He always felt it was unbelievable. Could it be haunted?
"Brother, are you kidding me?! I was sitting so far away from you at lunch, what would I be using to choke you? Are you hallucinating?"
After Sun Zhengguo finished speaking, he no longer wanted to argue with his brother-in-law about the matter, so he picked up his son and went to find his mother.
In the vast courtyard, only Ning Dazhuang remained standing there, unable to let go of his lingering feelings.
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