I will be Invincible

Wuji glanced at the glowing system panel before him, his heart pounding with anticipation.

[ System Panel ]

Host: Wuji

Martial Arts Techniques: Iron Shirt (0/2 - Not Started)

Energy: 15

Traits: None

(Martial Arts Technique Stages: Small Success, Great Success, Completion, True Dao)

"This system is too generous! It even gave me 15 energy points," Wuji muttered, his lips curling into a rare grin. For the first time since his reincarnation, he felt a glimmer of hope, a sense of control over his destiny.

"I'll have to figure out how to gain more energy later, but for now..." His gaze turned sharp. "Let's put it all into my only technique."

"System, add 14 energy points to the Iron Shirt Technique."

[ Points added. ]

[ Iron Shirt Technique upgraded to Completion. ]

Suddenly, Wuji's face twisted in agony. A brutal wave of pain surged through his body like molten lava coursing through his veins.

"Hoooo! It feels like my whole body is being crushed! This is insane!"

He collapsed onto the floor as the pain intensified. His bones shattered and reformed, his muscles twisted and stretched, and his very organs seemed to pulsate with raw energy. Every fiber of his being was undergoing a violent transformation.

Just as he thought he couldn't endure any longer, the pain subsided, replaced by an overwhelming wave of pleasure. It was like sinking into the softest bed, a warm bath enveloping him in its comforting embrace.

Wuji exhaled, his chest heaving. His body tingled with newfound power, each breath feeling like it could shatter mountains. "I feel like I could punch a mountain to dust!" he roared, clenching his fists as the raw strength coursed through his veins.

But even in his euphoria, he tempered his expectations. "I'm not that powerful yet… but I'm getting there."

A foul stench suddenly invaded his nostrils, making him wince. Looking down, he noticed his skin was coated in a sticky, black filth—the impurities his body had expelled during the transformation.

"Disgusting," Wuji muttered, rushing to the bathroom to clean himself.

Little Red, the mischievous ape perched nearby, pinched his nose with both hands, his face scrunching up in disdain. He had been worried about Wuji moments ago, but now he only looked thoroughly repulsed.

After a long bath, Wuji gazed at his reflection in the water. His sharp, masculine face had become even more defined, exuding a primal aura of dominance. His piercing eyes seemed to carry the weight of a predator at the top of the food chain, radiating sheer confidence and danger.

Examining his body, he marveled at his transformation. His muscles were thick and compact, his tendons dark and pulsing with vitality.

His once average frame had expanded, broad and powerful like a warrior forged from iron. His skin gleamed faintly, a silver sheen covering his now-imposing physique.

"I've grown taller too," Wuji mused. "I must be around 1.8 meters now. This is insane."

His heart pounded with excitement. "Tomorrow, I'll test my strength properly... and settle some old grudges." A wicked grin stretched across his face as he imagined the fate of the thugs who had wronged him.

As the first rays of sunlight filtered through the cracked windows of the dilapidated house, Wuji stirred awake. The lingering scent of transformation and the promise of newfound power filled the room.

As the morning sun filtered through the cracked windows of the dilapidated house, Wuji stirred awake. The lingering scent of transformation and the promise of newfound power filled the room.

Wuji stirred awake, groaning as he felt something heavy pressing against his chest.

Little Red was sprawled across him, snoring peacefully.

"Hey, you little furball, wake up! We've got business to take care of!" Wuji grabbed the monkey's tail and gave it a playful shake.

"Hoo! Hoo!" Little Red jolted awake, baring his teeth like he was under attack. But upon seeing Wuji's smug grin, he growled, bit his hand, and bolted across the room.

"You little shit! I'll roast you alive!" Wuji roared, chasing after the mischievous ape.

Aunt Mei, busy preparing breakfast, was startled by the commotion. "You two brats, stop fooling around! Breakfast is ready!"

When she turned to face Wuji, she froze in shock, her ladle clattering to the floor.

"W-Wuji? What happened to you?! How did you become so tall and muscular overnight? You're even bulkier than the night guards!"

Wuji stiffened. 'Shit, I forgot about my transformation!'

Thinking quickly, he feigned disbelief. "Aunt Mei, I… I touched the old book Little Red gave me, and suddenly a golden light flashed before my eyes. Then I blacked out, and when I woke up… I looked like this!"

Aunt Mei's eyes widened, glimmering with emotion. "The Gods have blessed you, Wuji!" Tears welled up in her eyes.

Wuji blinked. "Huh? Gods? Oh… yeah, it must have been the Gods!" He quickly played along, relieved that his secret was safe.

Aunt Mei wiped her tears, her smile warm and full of hope. "You've grown so much… I just hope you'll stay with your Aunt forever."

For a moment, Wuji was stunned. In his previous life, no one had cared for him. He had always been alone, obsessed with strength. But now…

"Aunt Mei, I promise, I'll make our lives better," he said firmly, his voice filled with resolve.

Aunt Mei suddenly hugged him tightly, her warmth catching him off guard. Hesitating briefly, Wuji returned the embrace, savoring the unfamiliar feeling.

"Wuji… I was just surprised…" Aunt Mei said, quickly pulling away with a faint blush.

"Don't worry, Aunt Mei," Wuji said with a grin. "I'll take care of everything."

Later that morning, after a hearty breakfast, Wuji stepped outside, eager to test his newfound strength. The crisp air brushed against his skin as his gaze fell on a massive boulder, partially buried in the ground, its size a clear challenge to his power.

After breakfast, Wuji stepped outside, the crisp air brushing against his skin. His eyes fell on a massive boulder, partially buried in the ground, its size a clear challenge to his newfound strength.

"Let's see how strong I've become," Wuji muttered, crouching beside the boulder. He wrapped his fingers around it and, with a grunt, lifted it clean off the ground, holding it effortlessly over his head.

A smirk formed on his lips. "I feel like I have about 1000 kilograms of strength now. Can Captain Long even compare?"

Shifting his stance, he braced himself.

BOOM!

Wuji clenched his fist, channeling his strength into a single devastating punch. The boulder erupted into a cloud of debris, fragments scattering across the ground. Little Red, perched nearby, stared wide-eyed, his tiny face a mix of awe and disbelief.

Wuji cracked his knuckles, his eyes burning with excitement. "Heh. Let's go."