Chapter 15: Thirty Success Techniques of the Iron Shirt Skill

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Soaking in a bathtub filled with medicinal powders, Zhang Ji was conversing with Master Kui.

“Large-caliber firearms and modern weapons are hard to come by here. Civilian exoskeletons are all outdated by more than a dozen generations, let alone military-grade ones. There’s not much that can really help you...” Master Kui enumerated carefully.

“Can I drive a mechanical engineering vehicle in to ram them?” Zhang Ji suddenly asked.

He wasn’t joking.

Because in the unlimited fighting tournaments he knew of, there really were matches where people fought using planes and tanks.

“No way. Even riding a motorcycle into the Blue City arena entrance is the absolute limit,” Master Kui said with a somewhat puzzled expression, not understanding why Zhang Ji would ask such a ridiculous question.

“Can I get a jetpack? Or a small cargo drone, fly up high and drop bombs from above—wouldn’t that be easier?” Zhang Ji inquired.

“This is a martial contest, not a war. And there’s a dome—you’ve seen it. It’s only about ten meters high. Flying around just makes you a target, and it also messes with your shooting accuracy,” Master Kui raised an eyebrow.

Zhang Ji glanced at him and thought his mindset was a bit old-fashioned.

They call it an unlimited fighting tournament; is it so hard to imagine someone flying in with a jetpack to fight?

“Are you planning to only train here?” Master Kui asked curiously. “Does the secret elixir of ‘Iron Shirt’ still work for you?”

“It does,” Zhang Ji replied. “Training yields the greatest benefit; it’s more effective than hunting for more guns.”

If he could cultivate another ‘Iron Shirt’ fighting skill crystal, his defense would be greatly enhanced.

Now, bullets from ordinary small-caliber firearms felt like plastic pellets to him. Strengthening his defense further would fundamentally change the extent of damage he could withstand.

Master Kui, considering Zhang Ji’s current skill, had nothing to argue with.

“Too bad that when the Vajra Sect was annihilated, I was just a novice disciple and didn’t learn their advanced martial arts. Otherwise, with your talent, you might have mastered the Vajra Sect’s ‘Vajra Indestructible Body Divine Skill,’” Master Kui sighed.

“‘Vajra Indestructible Body Divine Skill’?” Zhang Ji raised an eyebrow. He had seen videos online where players demonstrated that technique.

It was a blue-rank (excellent) fighting skill.

When mastered, it could withstand direct hits from some ordinary shells; even small-yield missiles would cause minimal damage.

The player who posted the video deliberately staged a wanted notice, then fought the arriving army, and emerged unscathed.

At B-level strength, one could largely ignore most modern firearms.

“You know about it?” Master Kui asked.

“I’ve heard of it. It’s said that when fully mastered, it can stop shells,” Zhang Ji said. “Are you from the Vajra Sect? How was the Vajra Sect destroyed?”

“That was twenty-one years ago. The Vajra Sect had a feud with the Flame Blade Sect, which escalated into a sect-level deadly duel,” Master Kui explained.

“So the Vajra Sect lost?” Zhang Ji asked.

“No, the Vajra Sect won,” Master Kui said. “But it was a bloody victory. Then, the remaining disciples of the Vajra Sect were purged by the Eastern Extreme Nation. Anyone who had done dirty work for the sect wasn’t spared. Even those like me, who had just joined and didn’t hold any sect legacy, were exiled to Shanli Island.”

“What a coincidence,” Zhang Ji shook his head.

“It is quite a coincidence. But nowadays, the Eastern Extreme Nation hopes to stabilize social order and no longer wants martial artists or sects. All martial artists must be regulated and registered as fighters. This is the trend,” Master Kui lamented.

Zhang Ji’s gaze deepened.

It was right for the Eastern Extreme Nation to regulate and restrain fighters, but their method was wrong.

Their idea of not wanting too many people to possess strong personal martial power was fundamentally flawed.

Such outright suppression of martial arts development would leave them at a complete disadvantage in the future era of great conflicts.

Sects had already become insular and outdated; now they were wiping out these sects, confiscating all martial legacies, and refusing to let them spread and develop. This was equivalent to locking down the Eastern Extreme Nation’s entire martial arts technology tree.

Of course, the “True Self Style” martial arts lock wasn’t a dead end.

After all, inside the “Profound Heart Style,” there was a “Rational School” approach that relied entirely on external equipment to arm the fighter, and it was no weaker than other styles.

Unfortunately, the Eastern Extreme Nation’s technological progress lagged slightly behind the rate at which fighters outside were growing stronger.

Zhang Ji didn’t dwell too deeply on this. He needed to get through this phase first before thinking about the future.

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In twenty-eight days, Zhang Ji forged a new “Iron Shirt” fighting skill crystal.

His talent was improving.

As he continuously produced new fighting skill essences, the “Water Bottle” symbol representing his potential kept growing.

At this rate, one day he would be able to obtain an “Iron Shirt” fighting skill essence every day.

Moreover, he felt his body’s need for medicine was decreasing.

His self-healing and other abilities had improved significantly.

Perhaps in the future, he could train normally without relying on those secret elixirs.

With a thought, within the boundary space, he loaded all three “Iron Shirt” fighting skill crystals onto himself.

Zhang Ji’s muscles tensed, and a faint reflective sheen appeared on his skin, like metal or jade.

After a brief adjustment, Zhang Ji pulled out a pistol and aimed at his chest.

“Bang~!”

“Clang~! Pfft pfft~!”

The bullet struck his chest, producing a sound like metal striking metal. Part of the kinetic energy was dispersed and absorbed by his skin and muscles, and the bullet was deflected to the side, piercing the mattress.

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