Chapter 18: I've Learned First Aid!

Both Pockmarked Wang and Li Si were staring at Jiang He as if they were looking at a monster!

This guy …

He had definitely reached his' limit 'before!

There was no way they would be mistaken about that.

They were very confident in their own judgment!

But why was he brimming with energy now?

"Could it be …"

Li Si said in a tone of self-doubt, "He broke through his own limits?"

"No way!"

Pockmarked Wang could not help exclaiming. "If physical limits were that easy to break, there wouldn't be so few pure martial artists!"

"Fourth Brother, Fifth Brother, what are you two talking about?"

Jiang He asked curiously, leaning in when he heard their conversation. "You two keep talking about physical limits … but what are physical limits?"

"There is no precise limit to what you call a limit."

Li Si explained patiently. "Physical limits vary from person to person. Some are born with superhuman strength and extraordinary physical gifts, and if such people walk the path of pure physical refinement, their limit would be ten thousand catties of strength, or even several dozen thousand catties."

"For normal people, five hundred catties of strength would be their limit when they temper their bodies."

Like an elementary school student, Jiang He asked shamelessly, "So, how does one break through their limits, Fourth Brother?"

"When the physical body reaches a certain limit, it would be difficult to improve it through conventional methods. In that case, one could choose to unleash the body's potential through more intense training, or use medicine to improve one's strength."

"So …"

Jiang He thought about it and said, "Fourth Brother, are you saying that after the physical body reaches a certain limit, as long as one's physical strength continues to improve, it counts as breaking through their limits?"

Li Si nodded.

"If that's the case …"

Jiang He glanced at his stats panel.

[Strength: 2080kg]Jiang He remembered that his strength was 2030kg when he finished his morning jog.

He promptly clenched his fist, his knuckles cracking with the sound of frying beans as he exclaimed, "I've broken through my limits, haven't I?

No wonder … my body feels better and lighter! "

"Isn't the feeling of breaking through one's limits too wonderful … Fifth Brother, hurry, hurry! I'm almost at the potion point, so train with me."

Damn it!

Pockmarked Wang's temper flared at once.

Rising to his feet, he sneered, "Come, I'm not afraid of you … I'll write my 'Wang' backwards if I don't cripple you today!"

Boom!

His aura erupted once again as his saber intent soared.

Jiang He staggered.

Once again, he felt as if he was carrying a mountain on his back.

The Nirvana Blade in his hand seemed to weigh a thousand kilograms.

He raised his saber and laughed. "Fifth Brother … I'm here!"

One hour later …

Glancing at Jiang He, who was limp on the ground, Pockmarked Wang sneered, "Are you that weak, young man?

It's only been an hour, and you're already exhausted?

If you have the ability, get up and fight for another three hundred rounds! "

He left behind a ruthless sentence.

Pockmarked Wang's legs trembled.

He came to Li Si's side.

If one looked closely, they would find that his pockmarked face had turned pale.

Even as he charged his blade will and aura at full power to pressure Jiang He, it must have been quite a burden on him as well.

Then, he looked at Jiang He.

He was in an even worse state than the last time.

His entire body was drenched in sweat and aching all over as if he had lost all strength. Jiang He could not even be bothered to turn over, let alone get up — all he wanted was to lie down and have a good sleep.

"Ding!"

"You have experienced a battle. Strength + 10kg."

A System Notification jingled in his head.

Jiang He could feel that his strength and qi had increased by the slightest bit, while the soreness and fatigue over his body lessened a little as well.

Hence …

He struggled to sit up.

Taking out the Twenty-Four Rehmannia Pills, he ate three of them.

"Ding!"

"Reasonable use of medicine. Strength + 10kg."

Fatigue -1 again.

"So …"

"I've reached my limit just now. Does that mean … I've broken through my limit?"

"I still have one more battle to grind … would I be full of energy again after that?"

As the thought crossed his mind, he arrived behind Li Si and abruptly clenched his fist, throwing a punch at Li Si.

Taken aback, Li Si clutched the back of his head and turned around, seething, "Why did you hit me, Sixth Brother?"

"Ding!"

"You have experienced a battle. Strength + 10kg."

A System Notification jingled again.

Jiang He's fatigue was all gone then as he said, "I wanted to test your body movements, Fourth Brother, but I didn't expect you to dodge … By the way, should we practice a little more, Fifth Brother?"

Pockmarked Wang: "???"

After staying silent for a while, he said, "Martial arts is actually not much different from learning. You have to strike a balance between work and rest, and constant hard work won't work. That's all for today, so go back and reflect on it. We'll continue tomorrow."

"Strike a balance between work and rest …"

That …

Wasn't that what the System meant by 'reasonable exercise'?

Jiang He appeared enlightened and said, "Thanks, Fourth Brother. Fifth Brother, I'll be going back to my ward."

After Jiang He left …Pockmarked Wang staggered and held onto the wall, saying, "Fourth Brother … quick, help me back. My legs are a little wobbly."

Back in the VIP ward.

Li Si rummaged through the cabinets and found a pill. He said, "Old Five, you're not a Grandmaster after all. You've been activating your Saber Intent for too long, and you've used up too much of your Spirit … Take this pill and rest well for a night."

Pockmarked Wang took the medicinal pellet and ate it. Feeling groggy, he fell asleep before he knew it.

He slept all the way until the next morning. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a young and handsome face. He couldn't help but shiver. He jumped out of bed and scolded, "Old Six, it's so early in the morning. Why are you up so early instead of sleeping?"

"Is it early?"

Jiang He whipped out his phone for a look and said, "It's almost nine … I'm done with my morning jog. Fifth Brother, let's continue our blade training."

"…"

Pockmarked Wang was practically dragged up to the roof by Jiang He.

Two hours later …"Fifth Brother, what happened to you, Fifth Brother?"

Pockmarked Wang was sprawled out on the roof, his eyes closed and unmoving.

Li Si was about to go up to him when Jiang He stopped him. "Fourth Brother, let me … I've learned first aid in school!"

He first pinched Pockmarked Wang's philtrum.

When Pockmarked Wang did not react, he could not help tightening his grip …"Ah!"

"He's bleeding?"

Jiang He was taken aback. Did he accidentally break Pockmarked Wang's philtrum?

It was fortunate that it was just a scratch, and when he saw that Li Si was about to go up to him again, he quickly said, "It's all my fault, I forgot that I have over two tons of strength now … it's fine, Fourth Brother, I have other first aid methods."

He rolled up his sleeves.

Then, he swung his sleeves over.

Pockmarked Wang's face was swollen, but he showed no signs of waking up.

Helpless, Jiang He could only change his method and perform CPR.

Even as he applied pressure, he explained to Li Si, "Fourth Brother, this is called CPR. It's a technique to perform first aid with artificial respiration and cardiopulmonary compressions when breathing and heartbeat have stopped. However, Fifth Brother's face is full of pockmarks and I really can't bring myself to do it, so I won't be using artificial respiration."

"But …" Li Si said.

Crack!

Blargh …

Jiang He was dumbstruck.

He stopped applying pressure and exclaimed in panic, "Fourth Brother … Fourth Brother, come take a look! Why is Fifth Brother vomiting blood?!"

…

(End of Chapter)