Chapter 5: The Nine Heavens Thunder Prison Reveals Its Might

Lin Ye pushed open the heavy leaden door of the training chamber. Hexagonal spirit-energy lamps illuminated sequentially, revealing walls carved with thunder beast reliefs whose crimson electronic eyes glowed under activated energy fields. The obsidian steel force-measuring pillar at the center shimmered with azure ripples - Thunder Martial Hall's signature "Thunderstrike Mode" that converted attack energy into visual data.

On weekends, such chambers required reservations. Today's sparse crowd allowed immediate access.

"First, test raw physical power."

The Thunder Fist technique's eighteen forms unfolded in Lin Ye's mind. Though classified as entry-level, its final three moves allegedly rivaled intermediate skills. Legends claimed mastery could challenge advanced techniques - though few believed it, given that bare fists rarely penetrated mutated beast hides.

Most modern awakeners chose weapon-based martial arts. Lin Ye's predecessor had selected fist techniques out of necessity - high-grade alloy weapons cost fortunes. Orphaned and financially strained, he'd gambled on Thunder Fist's compatibility with his then-E-class electrostatic ability.

Channeling memorized mantras, Lin Ye flowed through familiar stances. Today, violet lightning crackled around his fists effortlessly. Enhanced by 200 physique points and S-class thunder control, his movements blurred into afterimages.

Crack!

Worn tactical gloves connected with the force pillar. Violet lightning coiled around the obsidian surface like serpents. The display flashed crimson: Spirit Pressure Peak: 580Hz.

"580Hz?!" Lin Ye's eyes widened. Previously, his barehanded strikes barely reached 250Hz. Most awakeners couldn't exceed 200Hz without ability enhancement.

"Now for the main course."

Dropping the gloves, Lin Ye let liquid thunder cascade over his fists. Memories of cultivation novels surfaced - "For thunder's path, make the body its sheath." A finger thrust released concentrated lightning that bloomed into nine lotus-shaped explosions upon impact, ancient runes swirling within each petal.

Spirit Pressure Peak: 5028Hz

The pillar shrieked like wounded beast. Lin Ye stared in disbelief - this exceeded standard first-tier intermediate awakener benchmarks (4000Hz). Yet he remained officially unranked!

"Turns out S-class truly breaks conventional scales."

Thunder baptism continued internally. Violet currents reforged his cells, suddenly clarifying Thunder Fist's tenth form. Previously incomprehensible energy channels now mapped perfectly in residual lightning trails.

One more test.

The tenth form merged with Nine Heavens Thunder Prison's fury. Nine thunder clones materialized mid-punch, their combined force melting the pillar into molten slag. Spiderweb cracks raced across walls, exposing sparking cables.

No numerical readout remained - the chamber's 1st-tier upper-level limit (6000Hz) had been obliterated.

Corridor, Thunder Martial Hall

"Still prefer Breeze Hall," yawned the pink-haired girl. "This place feels... provincial."

Earring-clad youth snorted. "That's why we pay premium fees."

Ground tremors interrupted their banter. Su Qingyue's group froze as residual energy waves prickled their skin.

"First-tier combatant-level output!" The psychic awakener paled. "But high schoolers with that power train at Breeze Hall's elite zones!"

Curiosity overriding caution, they rushed toward the disturbance - unaware they'd witness history in the making.