I will eventually become a divine being through accumulating constantly

He already had one move that he deployed with his eyes, by perceiving the serene moonlight-like tranquility of the \'Crouching Rabbit Sword\' and combining it with the Heavenly Blade Mindset to execute \'Tsukuyomi\'.

That was purely a display of spiritual power, a slash that interfered with reality by means of the spirit.

But what he had just used, the two streams of Dragon-Shaped Energy shot from his eyes, was not the same.

It was pure Power!

The essence of Power is kinetic energy produced by the movement within the body—muscles, blood, bones, internal organs... many parts can generate Power.

However, this does not include the \'eyes\'.

As the most fragile and important sensory organ of the human body, \'Eye Energizing\' is theoretically and practically impossible.

But Xue Jing, had just done it.

He had wielded Power merely with his eyes!

Even if there were a Breakthrough-level Grandmaster here, witnessing this scene would take their breath away and make them exclaim that Xue Jing was inhuman.

And this was one of the manifestations of the changes in his body brought on by True Martial!

"...I bet, there\'s absolutely no one in the world more suited to Martial Arts Practice than me."

"Even those top-tier super corporations that exhaust all their resources to create \'superhumans\' couldn\'t possibly surpass the present me."

Feeling the changes in himself, he exclaimed in amazement.

Previously, when he possessed the fighting Skills, as his fighting level increased, upon reaching Lv10, he already had a \'fighting talent\' that surpassed the limits of humans... or it could also be called a \'Martial Arts talent\'.

But that kind of talent was still based on the human race; no matter how impressive it was, its essence remained within the confines of the human species.

Now... his talent had truly reached a level that could be described as Transcendent.

All of his structures had been optimized to an unreal extent.

Xue Jing clenched his fists, and throughout his body, from the tips of his toes to the ends of his scalp, his parts began to churn with Power, releasing hundreds of True Dragons of varying sizes at nearly the same moment.

Countless True Dragons roamed through his body like traffic coursing through complex roads, always abiding by traffic laws, orderly and without the slightest confusion, firmly under his control.

Delightful Dragon\'s Chants were incessant in his ears.

At a thought from Xue Jing, all the True Dragons, like a well-disciplined army, began to operate in their assigned roles, entering every part of his Skin, Flesh, Tendons, Bones, and Blood.

The five major ultimate moves of the Hidden Dragon School were used simultaneously, merged into one, evolving into a terrifyingly pure penetrating form of Power, gathering in his right arm, ready to strike but not yet released.

Mystic Art·Vital Point.

This move, assessed by Li Qi as one that would leave Xue Jing at best on the brink of death if used, was now effortlessly borne by his body and felt almost without any burden when executed.

This was not because his physical condition had improved by a significant amount.

In fact, if one were to measure by sheer strength, his body hadn\'t strengthened much—it had gone from 1 to perhaps 1.1 or 1.2 at most.

In terms of basic Qi Force, he had merely gone from being able to lift 10 tons to about 11 tons.

But the fighting power he could actually exert had at least tripled compared to before.

And this was just the start.

True Martial had completely altered his physical structure to be Transcendent, dramatically improving his adaptability to Power, Control Power, and utilization of Martial Arts moves to an inconceivable extent.

Right now, he couldn\'t fully tap into his true potential.

All the current Old Martial Arts on the market were developed based on the premise that \'the cultivator is a human.\'

Even Hidden Dragon School, a highly difficult discipline, and Vital Point, a demanding Ultimate Skill, were just \'human moves\' after all!

But he was now something beyond human, an \'Extraordinary Combat Race\'!

The Martial Arts that truly suited him and the various applications of his natural gifts all had to be explored and developed by himself.

Xue Jing gazed at the \'Vital Point\' in his right arm, within which the Power had taken shape, turning into an outrageously wild True Dragon.

He did not choose to unleash this punch, but instead controlled it forcefully, unraveling it thread by thread, gradually separating it and returning it to various parts of his body.

Kinetic energy does not vanish out of thin air. What he did was to divide a 1-ton equivalent of TNT infinitely into one-gram micro-bombs, releasing them throughout his body.

This was an operation of terrifying difficulty, a slight error could detonate this entire \'TNT\' and, at the very least, blow his entire right arm to smithereens.

But Xue Jing\'s expression remained unchanged as he kept performing this tightrope operation, seemingly extremely dangerous yet unwaveringly stable.

After about ten minutes, the \'Vital Point\' was completely dismantled and dispersed into invisibility.

"...Impressive."

Xue Jing squeezed his palm, somewhat surprised.

The stability he had just demonstrated—leaving aside the difficulty of controlling Power—was truly frightening.

He seemed not so much human as a machine that would never malfunction.

"A stability that never errs, consistently one hundred percent performance!"

"Terrifying."

"As expected of an Extraordinary Skill, even this feature alone is quite remarkable."