I Don’t Know Martial Arts, I’m Just Born Strong - Chapter 11

Chapter 11: 2 Tons of Punching Force!

Translator: yikaii Editor: yikaiis

“Does that mean I can only follow the brute force path and can’t cultivate martial arts?”

Jiang He looked dejected and said, “Does that mean I’ll never be able to split mountains and rivers, pluck stars and moons, or unleash a sword beam that spans thirty thousand miles?”

“???”

Zhang San was speechless and scolded, “What nonsense are you thinking about?”

“Even if your meridians and qi sea weren’t damaged, with your talent, ninety-nine percent of you wouldn’t be able to reach that level… Not to mention you, even Qin Jiuzhou, the strongest person in The Great Xia, can’t do it.”

“To cultivate to that level, it’s almost akin to the legends of becoming immortal… If The Great Xia really had such a strong person, would we still fear the beasts beyond the Heaven’s Gate?”

“Heaven’s Gate?”

Jiang He asked in surprise, “What’s Heaven’s Gate?”

“Old Third!”

Li Si suddenly shouted loudly.

Zhang San caught himself and closed his mouth, saying no more.

Jiang He pressed for answers.

However, the three brothers acted crazy and stupid, denying they ever mentioned “Heaven’s Gate.”

Wang Mazi even changed the subject, saying, “Jiang He, you want to practice physical cultivation, right? I think it’s worth a try. Start with the basics of toughening your body, strengthening your physique. If you can truly cultivate to a martial artist’s level relying on physical strength, maybe you can follow the path of physical cultivation.”

“That’s right!”

Zhang San said, “Even if your future achievements are limited, at least you have something to strive for. Being able to match a third or fourth-rank martial artist in physical cultivation is enough to live a comfortable life.”

Li Si said, “The path of physical cultivation isn’t devoid of martial arts training. For example, basic movement techniques and basic fist techniques don’t require the activation of true qi… And if you choose to follow the path of physical cultivation, it’s best to choose weapons like sticks, axes, hammers, heavy swords, etc.”

Jiang He thought for a moment and said, “A heavy sword sounds good, but this is a psychiatric hospital. Where would I get a sword?”

“That’s simple!”

Wang Mazi said, “When you go back to room 207, look under my bed. I remember there’s a sword there. It might not be a heavy sword, but it’s more than enough for training… Alright, go back now.”

“This is a solitary cell, only those of us who have made mistakes can stay here… Oh, and bring me the fruit plate from the living room before you go!”

A solitary cell my foot!

Jiang He cursed inwardly. He went to the living room, picked up the fruit plate from the coffee table, planning to deliver it to the bedroom, but then he hesitated as if remembering something and turned to run instead.

Faint curses followed him from behind.

Jiang He ignored them completely.

And while running down the stairs, he ate a piece of watermelon.

Back in room 207.

Jiang He ate an apple and a few grapes, then covered the fruit plate with cling film again.

“Ding!”

“Reasonable eating, strength +10kg.”

“???”

Jiang He was startled.

Eating fruit can also trigger the system’s reward for strength growth?

He took out his phone and opened a web page.

Jiang He typed “Is it good to eat fruit after dinner?” and clicked search.

“Eating a moderate amount of fruit after dinner can help promote gastrointestinal motility, relieve constipation, supplement nutrition, and maintain health…”

“In that case, it indeed makes sense.”

“What about eating supper at night?”

Jiang He looked it up again.

Some experts say eating supper at night is bad because it can lead to weight gain, while others say that eating a proper supper can supplement nutrition, alleviate low blood sugar during sleep, and insufficient nutrient intake.

“So…”

“Eating supper at night is also reasonable?”

He took out three “Rehmannia Glutinosa Pills” and swallowed them.

“Ding!”

“Reasonable medication, strength +10kg.”

Jiang He counted on his fingers.

Three meals a day, three doses of medication, eight doses of “Rehmannia Glutinosa Pills,” for a total increase of 140kg of strength.

“Fruit after dinner, midnight supper… morning run, post-lunch exercise, night run, totaling 50kg of strength.”

“In that case, through my own efforts in training, I can increase my strength by 190kg a day… That’s 5700kg a month, and nearly 70,000kg of strength a year…”

A punching force of 1000kg is considered to have reached the level of a martial artist.

With over 70,000kg of strength…

“Shouldn’t I be comparable to a third or fourth-rank martial artist?”

“And I feel this system can still be further developed. If I find other ways to increase my strength, my power will only grow faster… Even if I can’t cultivate martial arts or magical powers, and can’t pluck stars or moons, I should be able to explode a planet with one punch!”

With this thought.

The gloom in Jiang He’s heart was swept away, and he became spirited again.

He lifted Wang Mazi’s bed and found a wooden box underneath.

The box was long and narrow, covered in dust.

The box was locked, and Jiang He didn’t bother looking for the key. Instead, he grabbed the lock and yanked it, breaking it off directly.

“It seems my strength of 430kg isn’t wasted after all…”

Opening the wooden box.

Inside, indeed, lay a battle saber.

The blade of the saber was about 90 centimeters long, with a black body that emitted a faint black glow under the light.

As a good young man of the 21st century, Jiang He, who had rarely handled any blades other than kitchen knives, couldn’t judge the quality of the saber. He didn’t bother to assess it, grabbed the saber, and swung it a few times, feeling a bit of soreness in his wrist.

“So heavy!”

“With my current strength of 430kg, just swinging and chopping a few times felt a bit strenuous… This saber must weigh more than 100 pounds!”

Jiang He had practiced basic martial arts before.

But now his “memory” was a mess, and he had forgotten it all.

Fortunately, in today’s age where martial arts were widespread, these basic martial arts techniques were available online, even with many instructional videos.

Jiang He practiced in his room, following the “basic saber techniques,” and after two or three hours of practice, he barely grasped some tricks. He then found basic movement techniques and basic fist techniques and practiced them.

By the early morning.

When he got hungry, he ate the fruits as a midnight snack.

After eating, he continued to practice.

Unknowingly, it was morning.

“Time for a morning run…”

“Ding!”

“Reasonable exercise, strength +10kg.”

For seven consecutive days.

Besides the morning run, post-lunch exercise, and night run, Jiang He kept himself locked in his room to practice.

When it was time for medication and meals, he would hide the saber to avoid discovery by the hospital’s nurses and doctors.

…………

August 28, 2024.

The 10th day since Jiang He’s transmigration..

Also the eighth day he had been practicing basic martial arts saber techniques, basic martial arts movement techniques, and basic martial arts fist techniques.

“Ding!”

“Reasonable eating, strength +10kg.”

“Ding!”

“Reasonable medication, strength +10Kg.”

After breakfast and medication, Jiang He had an idea and opened the system attribute panel—

【Name: Jiang He】

【Age: 20】

【Occupation: Psychiatric Patient】

【Strength: 1880kg】

“Nearly 2 tons of strength… It’s all worth the hard training of these seven days.”

“I feel I’ve also mastered the basic martial arts saber techniques, basic martial arts movement techniques, and basic martial arts fist techniques… The technique of exerting force I learned online, I’ve almost got it down, I can deliver a punch with nearly 2 tons of force!”

“But now I have the strength but no real combat experience… I wonder if Wang Mazi would be willing to spar with me.”

Jiang He thought for a moment, rolled up the saber in a bedsheet, got up, and headed to the fourth floor.

(End of the chapter)