I am an Eldritch Entity-Chapter 53: Breaking limit by a long shot

As soon as his Qi completed the full circuit, his fist heated up once again, prompting Eryndor to hit the training dummy.

Twenty six… directly a two point increase.

Eryndor was at stage two of Qi Gathering realm, going by the statistics, his current limit was 30.

It might not be a fluke.

He hadn’t noticed it, but the sound of sword slicing through the air had slowed down considerably.

The young lady had unconsciously been distracted by the score on the screen above Eryndor’s training dummy.

This… is it really his first time?

Syndra was having a difficult time wrapping her head around it.

Such a level of progress was something which could only be done by someone who had insane control. But such figures already had their own training rooms.

Not to mention the fellow student had an even crazier progress than those figures.

Syndra entertained the possibility of the person already knowing the cultivation art, with everything being an act.

But just to control the art finely to go in ascending order from twenty three, to twenty four, then twenty six would still require plenty of control, although still lesser than if he had just learnt the art.

Unless everything was random and fluke.

Her eyes fell on the sword in her hand, and all the distracting thoughts vanished. Her focus was reinstated as she began swinging it with tunnel vision.

Whether the person was acting or was genuinely a genius, it had nothing to do with her as he hadn’t disturbed her.

She could decide how to deal with him after she finished her daily practice. It was always a good idea to have connections with a genius after all.

Eryndor glanced at his hand, and clenched his fist.

This time, before trying again, he closed his eyes and imagined the small circuit of meridians in complete clarity.

He then plucked out a strand of Qi and controlled it on the path of Internal Fist once again.

As soon as he felt the familiar sensation in his fist, Eryndor punched the training dummy, his mind operating at laser focus throughout the entire process.

Thirty… I already reached the limit.

Huff Huff

He panted lightly. It needed slight exertion on his part if he wanted to output a damage at the limit of his stage two.

Was the cultivation art too easy?

He immediately dismissed the thought. Internal Fist was among the best in the Qi Gathering realm.

Even the manual repeatedly emphasized the importance of persistence and control, to get the most out of Internal Fist.

To be completely sure of the results, Eryndor tried it a few more times.

Twenty nine.

Thirty.

Thirty.

Twenty nine.

Thirty.

Thirty one.

Damn.

Eryndor panted heavily as he gazed at the list of various results.

One could say his Internal Fist was already operating in the maximum range of stage two of Qi Gathering realm.

On the final try, he was also able to break through the limit of his stage.

This is crazy. Progress isn’t supposed to be this fast.

Eryndor was completely sure now. It was him. There wasn’t anything wrong with the cultivation art.

It wasn’t easy. In fact, for the limit of ninety eight that it had, it could be said to be among the more difficult ones to perform.

Taking a deep breath, he decided to perform Internal Fist till he ran out of Qi.

For the next few minutes, the training dummy was continuously blasted with several attacks on various parts of its structure.

Eryndor tried many different variations of punches, familiarising himself completely with the cultivation art and its circuit.

He deliberately looked up several unconventional punching techniques and practiced them, ensuring there would be no mishaps when using them in a real fight.

The numbers alternated between twenty nine and thirty, sometimes dropping to twenty eight and sometimes breaking through to thirty one.

One time he also reached thirty two, earning an extra glance from the young lady practicing in the corner.

One last time.

There was only enough Qi left to complete a single circulation.

Eryndor stood still and closed his eyes, imagining the circuit with the highest level of clarity he could manage.

He persisted in the effort, mentally pushing himself at such lengths that when he opened his eyes, he could still see the circuit of meridians on his arms.

Firmly implanting the memory of circuit in his mind, he locked onto the strand of the Qi and controlled it with utmost precision throughout the circuit.

Eryndor didn’t know if it was an illusion, but the heat in his hand felt more than the previous times.

Immediately, he launched a straight punch to the dummy’s face.

The numbers on the screen jumped crazily before settling on thirty four.

Eryndor’s eyes widened slightly as he retracted his arm, which was sore from all the practice. Both his arms looked like there was no more energy left in them, drooping loosely by his side.

Thirty four…this… this is almost halfway to the limit of stage three of Qi Gathering realm.

Both the occupants of the room thought at the same time when the number fully registered in their minds.

Syndra remembered the person’s aura she had sensed when he was executing the cultivation art all this time, and it was indeed at the level of stage two of Qi Gathering realm.

This was no longer a matter of if he had just learnt the cultivation art or was showing off in front of her.

Reaching thirty four points of power as just a stage two put him in the category of a monster with the immense amount of control he possessed.

Sheathing the sword, Syndra took her towel from the stand nearby where she kept her essentials.

The young lady blotted her face with the towel to deal with all the sweat from training and approached Eryndor, who had sat down to recover his Qi.

With a smile on her face, Syndra extended her hand.

"Hello, I am Syndra Ravencroft."

Eryndor opened his eyes and looked up at the young lady.

What caught his attention was both her appearance and her name.

He recognized the last name.

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