"Golden Bell Shield. A Horizontal Training Skill from Shaolin Temple, you must have heard of it."

As Wang Ye spoke, he poured a special cleanser over himself, diluting the concentrated sulfuric acid remaining on his body.

After each session of body refining with the solution, the most troublesome process is washing off the concentrated sulfuric acid left on the body.

Otherwise, not only would it harm and affect those around him, but it would also burn off his clothes.

Wang Ye felt it was time to commission Li Weimin to make him a set of exclusive clothing with better protective performance,

as the fragility of his clothing increasingly distressed him as his physique and strength grew.

Sulfuric acid was just one of the issues.

For instance, before running at full speed, he would specifically remove shoes and clothing not resistant to high temperatures. Otherwise, as he elevated his speed to the peak, the soles of his shoes would quickly melt away due to high friction heat, causing those heat-intolerant clothes to ignite, emitting black smoke, and ultimately resulting in his whole body catching fire. Fortunately, Wang Ye now also had a decent heat resistance, withstanding nearly ten thousand degrees, otherwise, he might have burned to death.

Clothing can be made with heat-resistant fabrics, like the material used for firefighter suits. But shoes are unnecessary since Wang Ye’s soles are the best shoes possible, with great grip and resistance to heat and friction that no shoes could match. During full-speed running, just taking off his shoes suffices.

In actuality, clothes are something Wang Ye doesn’t much need now. After all, his reinforced high-density skin can withstand any harsh environment. However, being completely naked in human society can be somewhat improper, and Wang Ye doesn’t want to become a naked-running pervert. Moreover, nowadays, clothes serve purposes beyond just protection. Since the dawn of civilization, the primary role of clothing has been for aesthetics.

At this moment.

Carlos, standing nearby, appeared astonished upon hearing Wang Ye’s words, "What did you say? Golden Bell Shield?"

Of course, he had heard of this world-renowned skill.

In many Chinese martial arts films, this Horizontal Training Skill is mentioned.

In the films, those bald Martial Monks usually use wooden sticks to strike their backs, thrust soft swords at their throats, and even smash their lower bodies with iron hammers to train the Golden Bell Shield and Iron Cloth Shirt Horizontal Training Skill.

It looks very formidable, as if they truly forged their bones and skin into steel.

But in reality, these are just the effects produced by film special effects and props.

As someone versed in countless anatomical and biological studies as a professional athlete, the former Carlos always believed that the Golden Bell Shield was just ordinary strike resistance training, nothing extraordinary.

Like specialized strike resistance training in boxing and combat sports, enduring enough punches strengthens muscles, ligaments, and bones. Yet, at most, peak strike resistance training can only endure to a certain extent. If the opponent was a heavy puncher like Tyson, no matter how trained, it’s nearly impossible to withstand. A player like Tyson could even dent steel with a punch; how could the human body, less dense than steel, withstand such a blow? Not to mention bearing weapon blows or chemical solution corrosion.

The Golden Bell Shield follows similarly, even though Carlos had heard in films that Chinese Martial Arts often accompany Mental Method and Breathing Technique, producing peculiar effects. Though the principles are unknown, in Carlos’s understanding, such skills’ limits are no more than enduring a few more sticks, given the muscle and bone density of the human body; no amount of training could harden them into steel.

No matter how tough the muscle is, it’s still a knife going in, red knife coming out, if struck by a sharpened blade. No matter how hard the skeleton, a heavy iron hammer would result in a crushing fracture, with concentrated sulfuric acid dissolving them completely.

Research personnel don’t dare to touch concentrated sulfuric acid directly, even while wearing protective clothing, indicating its terrifying nature.

Yet now.

Wang Ye endured hours in a more terrifying Piranha Solution than concentrated sulfuric acid.

His body, slightly injured, would rapidly heal.

Until the solution completely evaporated, Wang Ye bore no obvious injuries.

This scene shattered Carlos’s previous understanding.

Could it be...

That Chinese Martial Arts can actually make someone this strong?

If indeed true,

Then why from the inception of the Olympics over a hundred years ago to the present, has Wang Ye been the only one mastering Chinese Martial Arts and breaking multiple world records?

Could it be that all Chinese cultivators have been training in seclusion? And in these hundred and more years, Wang Ye is the only one who truly stepped out to break records?

The more Carlos thought, the more frightened he became, viewing China’s image as ever more mysterious and fearsome in his mind.

He felt perhaps it was time for him to study Chinese Martial Arts.

Noticing Carlos’s expression, Wang Ye reminded, "Don’t assume everyone cultivating Horizontal Training Skill is as strong as me. Most of those training the skill today are still very weak, with perhaps only a few possessing extraordinary power."

"A few, huh... As expected of the world’s oldest country." Carlos’s gaze was profound. From Wang Ye’s reply, he extracted some world-shaking secrets: that China might indeed have other humans possessing extraordinary power, and perhaps there are a second and third Wang Ye, such formidable extraordinary beings.