Haki?

"Martial arts?"

Wang Lufei threw his head back and laughed, his voice brimming with excitement. "No… This is something far stronger! It was created by me, Wang Lufei!"

His right foot, glossy black like tempered steel, rested lightly on the ground, exuding an aura of condensed power. The others called it Martial Arts, but to him, this was something new. Something different. Something—cool as hell.

It only took half an hour for Wang Lufei to grasp the fundamentals of Martial Arts. The technique was straightforward—reinforce the entire body with spiritual energy, hardening it like armor.

But there was one problem.

Spreading power across the whole body diluted its effectiveness. It made him a little tougher, sure, but against War Hunchback Beasts? Useless. A single hit would still send him flying.

That's when inspiration struck.

"Wait… What if I condense all that power into one place?"

By compressing the reinforcement into a single limb, its power increased several times over. A punch became devastating. A kick? Bone-crushing. Defense? Unbreakable.

But something was still missing.

A technique like this had to be iconic.

So he spent another three hours perfecting the final touch—the color.

After all, being strong was temporary.

But being cool and strong was perfection.

Melanin. That was the key. By circulating his cultivation base in just the right way, he manipulated the natural pigmentation in his skin, forcing the concentrated energy to darken.

Why did this work?

Was that important?

The only thing that mattered was that it worked.

"Damn it, what do we do if we can't learn Frost Arrow?"

"I'm more used to close combat…"

"I've trained Martial Arts for hours, and it's still useless against these beasts!"

Near the sect's training grounds, a group of frustrated players had gathered, sitting around with slumped shoulders. Most had already mastered Frost Arrow, but a handful struggled. Whether it was poor talent, bad aim, or sheer misfortune, they failed over and over. Left with no other options, they sat around eating hotpot, venting their frustrations.

"Everyone! I'll save you!"

A voice cut through the chatter.

The group turned to see Wang Lufei striding forward, calm and confident.

Seven pairs of eyes locked onto him, doubtful.

"?"

"Who said Frost Arrow is invincible?"

He lifted his foot.

And when he did, their eyes widened.

His entire leg was dyed black, radiating an intimidating aura.

"My Colored Arm is the strongest."

Silence.

The seven players stared at him, stunned.

"???"

"Colored Arm?"

"What the hell are you talking about? This is a cultivation game! Where did a Colored Arm come from?!"

But before they could call him crazy, they saw it with their own eyes.

A War Hunchback Beast roared, its hooves slamming against the dirt as it charged forward.

Wang Lufei did not move.

He stood his ground.

The moment the beast was in range.

"Colored Arm."

His foot whipped forward.

"Charge Kick."

Boom.

The impact caved in the beast's lower abdomen. Its body twisted unnaturally as it was sent flying, crashing onto the ground in a heap.

"Colored Arm… it can be used like this?"

"In a game about cultivation, you can actually recreate Armament Haki?"

"I thought this was a serious xianxia world, but now I feel like I'm in an open-world RPG."

The seven players exchanged glances before rushing forward.

"Brother Lufei! Please teach us this technique!"

Wang Lufei nodded, satisfied.

Alright! I, Wang Lufei, never hide my techniques from my allies! Listen closely—this is the Colored Arm Training Regimen!"

And so, the first-ever Colored Arm Cram School was born.

An hour later…

The seven players stood in a row, their right feet glowing with a deep black hue.

"Colored Arm!"

"Charge Kick!"

Boom!

Seven identical kicks slammed into a massive boulder—shattering it into dust.

Wang Lufei grinned.

"Congratulations! You have all graduated! Now, let's put this power to the test—against the War Hunchback Beasts!"

"YES, BOSS LUFEI!"

The newly formed Shichibukai (Seven Warlords) roared in unison before charging down the mountain, their excitement palpable.

Meanwhile, in his cultivation chamber, He Yiming slowly opened his eyes.

His aura stabilized. His breakthroughs were complete. His foundation was now solid.

Stretching, he murmured, "I wonder how the players have been doing…"

He casually opened the system interface—only for his eyebrows to twitch violently.

[Total War Hunchback Beasts Killed: 562]

"…What?"

That number was far too high. Even if Beef Noodle had gone crazy, this speed was unreasonable.

Something was going on.

He stepped outside and made his way down the mountain.

What he saw left him completely speechless.

At first, He Yiming nodded in understanding when he saw two players teaming up to kill a War Hunchback Beast with Frost Arrows. It made sense,slowing the beast down, kiting it, then finishing it off.

But then…

"Colored Arm!!!"

He Yiming blinked.

Four players roared together, and their right feet turned pitch black.

"Charge Kick!"

Four simultaneous kicks smashed into a War Hunchback Beast's side, sending it rolling like a barrel.

Before it could recover, three more players rushed forward, targeting its exposed lower abdomen."Colored Arm!"

"Charge Kick!"

One after another, the kicks landed, each one reverberating with a thunderous impact.

The beast, a powerful creature in the early Spiritual Vein Realm, couldn't even stand back up before being kicked to death.

He Yiming's face twitched.

"What… am I looking at?"

Wang Lufei, arms crossed, nodded in satisfaction.

"Well done! My Shichibukai, let's move to the next one!"YES, BOSS LUFEI!"

As the group happily set off in search of more beasts, He Yiming remained frozen in place.

His mind was blank.

Who am I? Where am I?

Is this really a world of cultivation?

Why does something like a Colored Arm exist?!