Lightning Is the Only Way

Gravis had been punching boulders for over a day by now. It was exhausting, and Gravis had wanted to take a break multiple times already but always forced himself to do one more. At some point, punching "just one more time" had become ingrained in him. He just continued to punch without stopping.

This whole experience was something that he had never gone through. He never had to train since everything always came naturally. His physical strength increased with pills. His Realm increased by simply pushing lightning into his mind. His battle-strength increased by fighting. His Will-Aura also increased by fighting. Nothing had ever needed him to physically train like this before.

The only time when something similar happened was when he was training Martial Arts with William, but that had been different. He only had to learn the movements then. It hadn't involved pushing his body to his limit.

The punching of boulders increased his control over his power substantially and also somewhat increased his physical power. However, the increase in physical power achieved by training was different than when taking pills. Of course, taking body tempering pills increased his power many times faster than this repetitive punching, but the training still achieved something else.

'The physical power of my whole body is not increasing very fast. On top of that, not all my muscles are becoming stronger. The biggest increase in power appears in my upper arms, back, and chest. My lower arms and legs don't get a significant increase. I know that in a proper punch, my legs and hip need to work with me, but I can't use my full power here since that would just destroy the boulders.'

Gravis thought about many eventualities regarding this training. 'Even though those muscles are becoming more powerful, as soon as I take more body tempering pills, everything else will easily catch up. Then, all the increase in muscles that I have achieved right now will disappear.'

Yet, Gravis continued punching with fervor because he realized something else. 'Yes, my progress will disappear, but that's only relatively speaking. If I take some body tempering pills, my other muscles will catch up, but what about my currently trained ones? There is only a finite amount of medicinal power inside a pill, so if it doesn't need to strengthen my currently trained muscles, there is more left for the other ones.'

muscles saves me some pills in the future.' Gravis then laughed bitterly. 'Of course, I still need to train the other ones if I want to reach the next level of my body without pills. If I

or so. Of course, I won't do that since I have better things to do.

Fitting bricks appeared more and more frequently. There was still some chance involved, but the frequency of the bricks appearing increased. That meant that his

be able to gain such fine control over their power this quickly, but Gravis was a cultivator. He knew his body incredibly well, and his Spirit allowed

Spirit always kept watching over his body and the boulders. He saw how the power coursed through the boulder and how much power he used. After a while of watching, Gravis was entranced by the

the boulder in the shape of many rough lines. Not every line managed to break the boulder, but

had lost all feeling in his body. It felt like he was an outsider looking on, and it felt like his body was punching without him. Of course, that was only an illusion. When someone worked

he started getting entranced by the shapes that his power created when punching boulders. By now, he was fully concentrating on these shapes

BANG!

boulder appeared this time, which surprised Gravis. This was the shape that he had wanted to achieve. He had only played around with this thought, but the shape actually became real. Like an onlooker, Gravis looked at his body,

was only trying to gain control over my physical strength, yet why

his Spirit until now, except for watching. He had only focused on his physical control and had tried to ignore everything else. Yet, wasn't the Spirit and the mind the controller of the body? After all, his body was only a tool that followed the orders of his Spirit. How was the body supposed to know what to do if the Spirit

different pictures and patterns. Not everything followed these patterns, though. As soon as the lines started growing into complex shapes, his body wouldn't be able to correctly release the