I will eventually become a divine being through accumulating constantly

She signaled with her eyes to Xue Jing, who was on the side taking off his clothes and putting on shorts.

Ning Yuantai waved his hand, "I've been mentally prepared for Xue for a long time, no matter what the results are I will... holy shit, Xue, that physique!"

He widened his eyes, staring at the upper half of Xue Jing's exposed body.

"If a 'god's' appearance is akin to a human's, then surely their physique must look like this."

Ning Yuantai exclaimed in awe, involuntarily reaching for Xue Jing's abs.

"Swoosh—"

A small dark shadow darted by, and three bloody claw marks appeared on the palm of Ning Yuantai's extended hand.

"Meow~"

Miao Miao crouched on Xue Jing's shoulder, flicking its right paw to shake off the blood droplets, its emerald-like slit eyes glaring at Ning Yuantai with a murderous vibe, seeming to issue a warning.

Xue Jing chuckled and petted the somewhat protective Miao Miao, saying to Ning Yuantai, "Look all you want, but don't touch."

Ning Yuantai coughed dryly, "My bad, I couldn't help myself. Don't get me wrong, it's just admiration for pure beauty, I really have no issues with my sexual orientation."

Xue Jing didn't care too much, went over to the strength-testing machine, put Miao Miao down on the ground, then opened the door and walked in.

He first looked at the screen on the control panel.

[Please check the test items (checking all applies to a comprehensive physical test)]

[1. Qi Force]

[2. Physical Strength]

[3. Flexibility]

[4. Skin Membrane Strength]

[5...]

Xue Jing scrolled through the dozen or so options, checked them all, and then pressed the confirm button.

"Please stand in the center and spread your arms."

A mechanical AI female voice resounded in the strength-testing machine.

Xue Jing did as instructed, and soon, a ring of pale blue scanning light moved slowly upward from his feet, scanning his entire body.

The next moment, several dozen white conduits extended, sticking patches on various parts of Xue Jing's body.

"Please forcefully punch forward, force is enough, no need to use full strength."

Following the instruction, Xue Jing threw a punch in midair with about half his strength.

"Please punch again, either lighter or heavier than the previous punch."

...

After various tests.

"Tests complete, generating results..."

Xue Jing watched the spinning circle on the control panel's screen, quietly waiting.

He didn't have to wait long, soon the screen lit up, displaying his test results.

[Age: 17]

[Sex: Male]

[Basic Qi Force: 13.75t]

[Left Hand Grip Strength: 9.82t]

[Right Hand Grip Strength: 9.82t]

[Lung Capacity: 697000ml]

[Skin Membrane Strength: 4.92]

[Bone Strength: 4.72]

[Neural Reflex Speed...]

The screen listed dozens of detailed data points down to the decimal, which Xue Jing read through one by one, his gaze finally settling on the last item [Physical Power Level].

[Physical Power Level: 4.8]

"4.8, huh..."

Xue Jing nodded, this result wasn't far from what he had expected.

"However, my 4.8 is different from others."

"This machine, after all, can only measure superficial data, it cannot see deeper things..."

He muttered to himself as he stepped out of the strength-testing machine.

"Xue, what is it?" Ning Yuantai immediately asked.

"4.8."

"As expected of you." Ning Yuantai gave a thumbs up.

"A Physical Power Level of 4.8 has already surpassed the requirements for a Pro Level Eight in martial arts, and it's not far from the requirement of 5.1 for Level Nine,"

Yin Muhu, standing nearby, contemplated and said, "Strange."

"Pro Level Eight, although that's already quite impressive... it still doesn't seem to match the combat strength Xue demonstrated."

She recalled how Xue Jing had effortlessly defeated members of the Titan God Brigade earlier.

Saying Xue Jing only had Pro Level Eight, Yin Muhu didn't believe it.

She had practiced with others at Level Eight before; there was never this kind of oppressive feeling.

Hearing this, Ning Yuantai waved his hand and said, "Physical Power Level is Physical Power Level, combat strength is combat strength, these are related but not completely correlated concepts."

"This machine isn't specifically designed for martial artists, so it doesn't have options to test 'Channeling Energy' or anything of that sort, we need another machine for that..."

Ning Yuantai pointed to a large machine nearby that resembled a punching machine.

"That's made from precious materials such as Dragon Bone Steel, and its upper limit is—five thousand tons of force output!"

Ning Yuantai walked over to the strength-testing machine, touching the dark cushion encased in an alloy hoop.

"People are different; ordinary martial artists, when not using Ultimate Skills, can typically hit with 1.5 times their own Qi Force using Basic Energy Harnessing."

"But those top-tier talents naturally suited for Martial Arts Practice can hit for about 3 to 5 times their output."

He hadn't finished speaking when Xue Jing, excited at the challenge, went up, harnessed his energy, and punched the meter-wide cushion on the strength-testing machine.

"BANG—!!"

A loud explosive sound made the entire spacious room shake twice, causing dozens of busy workers to turn their heads in astonishment.

The cushion on the strength-testing machine caved in deeply and failed to recover, as the screen overhead started flickering numbers rapidly.

Soon, the number steadied, stabilizing at [1489622N].

Below that number was another, smaller number—[152t].

One hundred fifty-two tons.

"Nearly one and a half million newtons... one hundred fifty-two tons of force!" Ning Yuantai's eyes widened.

"These are numbers not even a Pro Level Nine could achieve! Xue, did you use an Ultimate Skill?"

Xue Jing looked at him strangely, "No, didn't you say to only use Basic Energy Harnessing?"

"Using Basic Energy Harnessing to hit with a force of one hundred fifty-two tons... wait, what was your Qi Force measurement just now?"

Ning Yuantai hurriedly asked.

Xue Jing thought for a moment, "13.75t, I guess."

Ning Yuantai seemed a little dazed, "13.75...152..."

The staff around them excitedly discussed.

"What the heck? Basic Energy Harnessing reaching more than eleven times the output?"

"Huh? Wait a second, we didn't notice it just now, but isn't that Xue Jing who killed the Pureblood Dragon Species!"

"So it's him, no wonder... but still, this is eleven times!"

"This seems to have surpassed the 'human theoretical limit,' right? My god, to witness such a historic event so suddenly, so ordinarily, right here among us?"

Ning Yuantai swallowed hard, speaking with some difficulty, "Xue, you've broken the record."

Xue Jing wasn't particularly concerned, merely saying, "Oh, is that so?"

"And it's far beyond the previous record... the previous record for Basic Energy Harnessing was 7.9 times."

"...and the person who set that record, named Li Taixian, won the 'Martial Saint' title five times in a row three years ago, earning the 'Eternal Martial Saint' title..."

Ning Yuantai looked utterly bewildered.

"That person was said to have perfect genes, recorded in ancient documents as 'naturally perfect channels,' akin to the Innate Taoist Body in fantasy novels, with talents said to represent the ultimate reach of humanity... hence his energy flowed flawlessly, with not the slightest obstruction."

"The theoretical maximum output from Basic Energy Harnessing is 8.5 times, achievable only with perfect physical conditions, 100% exertion without holding back, coupled with an excellent mental state, and a battle spirit reaching its peak... when time, location, and harmony align exceptionally well."

"But you..." Ning Yuantai trailed off, hesitating.

Xue Jing said nothing, just harnessed his energy again and punched the strength-testing machine.

"BANG—!!"

The room shook again, and the machine's screen displayed a number.

[1489699N]

[152.01t]

The workers present widened their eyes, dropped what they were doing, and gathered around.

"Tested again, same result, over eleven times!"

"Incredible, this means the previous punch was not a fluke or a perfect hit, but a stable performance of regular punching!"

"How is it possible, did he really not stealthily use an Ultimate Skill!?"

The workers excitedly and incredulously discussed.

...