Practicing The [108 Styles Of Body Strengthening]!

Ryver watched as they settled within their rooms. He calculated the value in his head and muttered. "Hmm, not too shabby."

Getting into an empty room, Ryver locked it from behind and settled on a large sofa. His hands reached for inside his shirt and he brought out three Plexus and two skill books.

One was the [Asura's path], he needed at least 5 points on vitality to learn the technique while the other was the [109 Styles Of Body Strengthening]

Keeping back the Asura's Path, he took the other skill books and opened it.

[109 Styles Of Body Strengthening; The body is the temple and mind, its god. 1 style for breathing technique, 108 styles of body technique. Utilize the vitality of the body to strengthen the physical body.]

[Note(1): Without sufficient vitality, practicing this technique will reduce lifespan]

[Note(2): Herbs with medicinal properties can be used to counteract the effect of lifespan reduction. Think twice before practicing this technique]

[Do you wish to learn the technique?]

[Yes/No?]

Ryver replied with a cold yes. Instantly an extreme gush of information flooded his brain like a dam.

His brows furrowed as different forms and styles entered his brain at a speed which he couldn't phantom. It was as though his brain had gone rouge, completely out of his control.

Ryver coldly felt the rush of information and in the next second, everything vanished like a past memory, leaving a lingering headache as the aftermath.

Closing his eyes, he searched for the [109 styles Of Body Strengthening] and instantly, various forms of weird exercises as well as postures entered his brain.

The technique has 7 stages each with their own set of movements and posture. The further one could perform each styles, the further one develops in the technique, increasing ones strength in the process.

Ryver was a bit sceptical but it wouldn't hurt to try the posture out. But before then, the technique stated that he needed to learn the breathing technique to complement the 108 styles. Without it, performing the styles would prove useless.

Ryver sighed, flaming his breathing and closing his eyes as he on the sofa, he began familiarising himself with the breathing technique. A soft but deep lasting inhale inhale which must surpass a minute until one feels the warmness within the intake of air.

At this point, one can begin the technique, changing the frequency of the breathing technique on each inhale and exhale as they practise the styles.

It took an about an hour for Ryver to familiarise himself with the technique. Even with his determination, Ryver's brows were knitted as beads of sweat coated his entire clothes, dripping on the expensive sofa.

It was difficult performing the technique to the fullest. Especially when changing the frequency of breathing abruptly which in turn changes his flow of air intake and out take. The breathing exercisu from the 109 styles of body strengthening required intense concentration and focus. There was no doubt that an ordinary person not be able to easily learn the exercise in a single day just as Ryver had done.

Wiping off his sweat, Ryver grabbed the three Plexus from his pocket. Two out of the three plexus was a normal mutated plexus while the last was a variant one.

Immediately Ryver munched on them and consumed the three Plexues at once.

Instantaneous, he felt the meat transform into a gush of rushing heat, flowing down his throat and into his belly like water.

The heat, turning into energy seeped out from his belly like a fog and spread along his body like a mist with restriction. The coursing through his veins like a rampaging tempest.

[Vitality 2.12… +0.02]

[Vitality 2.2… +0.08]

[Vitality 2.21… +0.01] ...

[Strength 2.01… +0.01]

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[Ryver Mvcyger]

[Sex: male]

[Age: 28]

[Strength: 2.01]

[Agility: 2.01]

[Vitality: 2.2]

[Verdict: You are twice a man now.]

Ryver inhaled softly and exhaled, feeling quite full from the consumption of too many Plexus that morning.

It was at this moment he started the breathing exercise and once he was beginning to feel the heat(essence) within each breath he took, he immediately stood up from the soft, comfortable sofa and got into a head stand position.

He was trying to perform the first stance of the [108 Styles of Body Strengthening Art]

The headstand on finger tips was the easy part, the hard part was the twisting of the waist and the positioning of his legs during that style.

The second he got into position, He felt the strain on his system as his muscles taunted to the extreme. Even so, he had endured pain far greater than this, therefore he persevered. Flawlessly, he passed the first move.

The second move! Ryver's body slanted, almost parallel to the ground as he maintained the awkward position.

Ryver's muscles spasmed as though he waas having a seizure and beads of sweat started dropping out from his skin like punctured tap. Regardless of the pain, he continued to stretch his muscles, until he finally completed the second stance.

The moment he shifted his body to perform the third style of the 108 styles of body strengthening , a soft 'boom' exploded inside of his body as though some sort of chain had snapped from within him. Ryver felt his brain buzz and his body felt more lighter, as though he was within a sea of cloud, soaring freely like some sort of ghost.

Ryver didn't hesitate, he immediately stopped the movement, and he collapsed to the ground with a thud sound like a lifeless corpse.

His muscles cramped and his entire body twitched intensely. 'Is this a body strengthening technique or a body killing one'?

He couldn't imagine an ordinary person enduring such torment just to practice the technique. Others would call it demonic and immediately stop but Ryver knew that without that sort of pain and stress, the technique might turn out to be fake.

But with the pain, he was fairly certain it was genuine hence, he could continue it as long as it doesn't surpass his limit.