I will eventually become a divine being through accumulating constantly

Although this information is likely of no use to him.

But Xue Jing remembered Jiang Siwei's earnest and responsible attitude towards work, as well as her capabilities.

"If I can help you, that's good," Jiang Siwei said with a smile.

"By the way, the names will be announced tomorrow. After the lottery ceremony is over, Maple City TV Station will come to interview the contestants. Additionally, there's a very famous variety show currently being filmed, and they would be very welcoming to professional martial artists making an appearance on the program..."

Xue Jing waved his hand dismissively, "No need, just decline them all."

A look of 'I thought as much' flashed in Jiang Siwei's eyes.

This person really came to experience life, not to make money as a professional competitor.

He had no intention of building his personal brand value whatsoever.

"And then there's..."

...

After chatting a bit more about matters related to the competition, the time reached past eleven at night.

Xue Jing found a well-reviewed restaurant and treated Jiang Siwei to a late night meal before she said goodbye and left.

After returning to Yunlu Hotel, Xue Jing went straight to the elevator, arrived at his room's floor, found his room, opened the door with his room card, and walked in.

Wu Youqing had never skimped on his accommodations; this time was no exception—it was a superb suite.

The room was extremely spacious with luxurious decor, the floor covered in soft beige carpeting, the enormous bed akin to one designed for a king, large enough to fit at least five people at once, complete with separate study, living room, and even one wall dedicated to a huge wine cabinet and bar, ready for cocktail mixing.

There was another room filled with fitness equipment.

After setting his luggage in place and stretching lazily, Xue Jing then took a bath, changed into a bathrobe, and lay down on the soft bed.

After a busy day, he finally had some time to himself.

He calmed his mind, his spirit sinking into the consciousness space.

Countless pixels rotated to form a scene, and a very spacious dojo with wine-red solid wood flooring appeared in the consciousness space.

Following, a figure dressed in a white training garment—Xue Jing—slowly emerged.

He clenched his fists, feeling his body, making sure the data was correct, then, with a thought...

Pixels in front of him rotated, forming a robust silhouette.

With waist-length hair, a rugged face, and bulging muscles, it was Yin Muhu.

Although they had only met not long ago, Xue Jing had engaged in "hand-touching" with Yin Muhu, and through that extremely delicate exchange of power, he had collected enough data to materialize Yin Muhu in the consciousness space.

Though he had not truly fought with the man, and thus was unclear on his combat style and unique techniques of his school, therefore unable to reproduce them with one hundred percent accuracy,

what Xue Jing needed was only the Vajra Wishful Hand's unique strength control, and the current 'Yin Muhu' that could be materialized was already sufficient.

"The unique aspects of any school must be paired with one's own school's methods of cultivation and training to bring out their full effect,"

"Vajra Wishful Hand is naturally no different; its unique Wishful Strength Control also requires the School of Martial Arts' body to be truly effective."

Xue Jing mused.

"However, the Kungfu Body I cultivate from the Hidden Dragon School takes a versatile approach. I have also delved into Rigid Force and Clever Strength, so adapting to the Vajra Wishful Hand's strength control, even if not optimal, won't be too bad."

His gaze fixed on the 'Yin Muhu' before him.

The Visualization True at Lv5 created a very lifelike figure, seemingly possessing a certain level of consciousness.

Feeling Xue Jing's gaze, Yin Muhu nodded immediately, extending his broad hand to grasp Xue Jing's shoulder.

An extremely rigid force pierced from his fingertips into Xue Jing's body.

Xue Jing did not employ any defensive measures but received this force with his pure native body, fully taking on its damage.

That was utter Pure Rigidity, without any impurities mixed in.

Usually, when martial artists exert force, though there's a distinction between hard and soft, it never really reaches the level of 'one hundred percent rigidity' or 'one hundred percent softness.'

For instance, the Hidden Dragon School's technique Shaking Star Fire, while classified under Soft Power, actually incorporates a slight bit of Rigid Force as a guide.

Without that bit of Rigid Force as a signal for the attack, complete and utter Soft Power would in fact be a 'kind technique' with no offensive properties at all, theoretically unable to kill even an ant.

Moreover, it's unimaginably difficult to achieve; both one hundred percent softness and one hundred percent rigidity are nearly impossible feats.

However, the force entering Xue Jing's body was different.

That was—Pure Rigidity.

Starting from his shoulder and spreading downward, Xue Jing's skin was pierced by countless blood holes.

Like being stabbed by massive steel needles sharp to the extreme, the intensely rigid force wreaked havoc within Xue Jing's flesh, inflicting damage wantonly.

"Pure rigidity without any mixture of soft power, in theory, should be impossible to shape. Even altering its form in the slightest should be impossible. Such force, when struck, remains unchanged from its original state."

"However, the rigid force unleashed by the Vajra Wishful Hand was able to reshape itself within my body, transforming into the shape of blades and steel needles... It's simply beyond comprehension."

Xue Jing ignored the intense pain emanating from his shoulder and plunged into deep thought.

It almost shattered his entire understanding of the martial arts system thus far.

"Again."

Xue Jing healed his injuries and said to Yin Muhu.

The latter nodded and changed his approach, throwing a punch towards Xue Jing's stomach.

The higher the proportion of rigid force in a punch, the bigger the commotion upon being thrown. The Force of Utmost Firmness made no compromises with air resistance, not in the least bit following the airflow; a punch thrown out would stir up a huge circle of white airwaves, extending several meters out due to intense air friction.

"Bang!!"

The blow, the size of a clay pot, struck Xue Jing's stomach, emitting a loud noise that could make one's ears ache. Xue Jing's stomach was nearly penetrated, revealing a large blood hole, as his body was flung tens of meters away, hitting the dojo's wall, and sinking deeply into it, leaving a human-shaped dent.

Thick, fragrant blood that shone like rubies spilled from Xue Jing's mouth. He paid it no mind and instead focused on every minute detail of the punch.

His spirit and willpower grew ever more resilient. Even this sort of pain, enough to knock an average person unconscious, meant little to him and could not cloud his consciousness.

Not until every sensation and detail of the punch were firmly etched in his memory did Xue Jing open his eyes.

"Again!"

Thump!

"Again!"

Spurt...

"Again!"

...

Time after time, Xue Jing endured numerous strikes from Yin Muhu's Vajra Wishful Hand.

Sliced in half at the waist by a hand-knife, pierced through the chest with a finger, kicked high up into the air by a foot...

From countless angles and body parts, Xue Jing experienced and pondered the mysteries of the Vajra Wishful Hand.

"Spurt—"

Pierced through the lower back by a Piercing Hand, Xue Jing focused on the countless minuscule forces rampaging inside him, tearing through his internal organs, his eyes showing a glint of insight.

"Utmost firmness is the same as utmost softness... Excessive rigidity leads to brittleness..."

He touched his chin, pondering, "I think I understand..."

"So that's it. The principle is actually surprisingly simple."

Pixel blocks rotated, filling his body, healing his wounds.

Xue Jing extended his palm, and a transparent piece of glass materialized in the center.

He squeezed firmly, and the glass instantly shattered.

"Glass is a material with a very high hardness, breaking easily upon bending, impossible to mold or shape, and pure rigidity is just like glass."

"And hardness pushed to the extreme makes its structure just as fragile, making utmost rigidity synonymous with utmost fragility!"

"A gentle touch, and it shatters into pieces."

Xue Jing kneaded the shattered glass in his palm, and upon opening his hand again, only a pile of glass powder remained.

"Shattered rigid force, just like glass turning into glass powder... Glass powder can naturally be molded into any shape!"

"The secret of the Vajra Wishful Hand's strength control lies there, first shattering the pure rigid force into dust, and then maneuvering these 'dust forces' at will..."

"In this way, the Force of Utmost Firmness can be even more malleable than soft power."

Xue Jing struck a cheesy pose, one hand covering his face, his pupils turning silvery white, looking at Yin Muhu.

"I have seen through everything."

"Before these eyes, you have no secrets."

...