Now that there are more templates in the system, Feng Mu felt it necessary to integrate the panel information for a more intuitive selection.

Feng Mu

Entries: [Iron Eater], [Frenzy Blood], [Feast]

Strength: 5.7 (1.1+4.6)

Agility: 4.2 (3.8+0.4)

Constitution: 2.1 (0.9+1.2)

Spirit: 1.1 (1+0.1)

Remaining Attribute Points: 0

Iron Eater: Tier 2

Available slots for metal trait absorption: 2

Traits absorbed: Molded Embryo (White)

Current Edibility Slot 1: Pig Iron (Edibility 7.1/100%)

Current Edibility Slot 2: Vacant

Universal Skills Slot:

Crane Claw Skill · Perfection

Basic Boxing (Intermediate) [1/500]

Basic Leg Technique (Intermediate) [1/500]

Body Forging Exercise (Not Mastered)

Remaining General Skill Proficiency: 25080

Secret Techniques: Tongue Root Death Curse Lv1, Marriage Death Twins Lv1, Deputy's Blessing Lv1, Blood Bar Deceit Eye Lv1

Remaining Special Skill Points: 1

Unconsciously, the panel grew from a few simple lines in the beginning to a drop-down list today, like a dry skeleton gradually filled with flesh, packed with organs, inflated with air, becoming increasingly robust.

To others, these numbers might just be a set of data, but to Feng Mu, they are the result of countless days and nights of toil, racking brains, and narrowly escaping death, all the crystallization of his wisdom, effort, and courage.

"I, Feng Mu, have come this far relying solely on myself!" Feng Mu celebrated himself, his eyes slightly moist.

Of course, Feng Mu wouldn't forget the system's minor assistance at critical moments, giving him that breakthrough push, just as it did now.

"Add points, Marriage Death Twins Lv1," Feng Mu silently chanted in his heart.

There was no hesitation; a skill that grants a second life is always the top priority.

Three seconds passed.

Just as Feng Mu frowned in confusion at the system's lack of response, two lines of prompt boxes slowly appeared:

[All achievements and glory belong to oneself; your brazen demeanor shames many antagonists, and your Inheritance Level has risen slightly.]

[Marriage Death Twins upgrade failed, hint: insufficient skill points.]

Feng Mu automatically ignored the first line, focusing only on the second.

He concentrated his gaze on [Marriage Death Twins Lv1], noticing a faint virtual frame '1/5' that soon shattered and disappeared.

Feng Mu understood; one special skill point isn't enough; five need to be gathered for a single upgrade.

He tested other secret techniques, finding the least demanding one, [Tongue Root Death Curse Lv1], requires 2 special skill points, and both [Deputy's Blessing Lv1] and [Blood Bar Deceit Eye Lv1] require 3 special skill points.

Feng Mu felt slightly disappointed but found it reasonable: "I knew, how could one special skill point satisfy all skills? The gap between skills is sometimes greater than between man and pig; you can't treat them equally."

The trait [Molded Embryo (White)] absorbed by Iron Eater only requires 1, but Feng Mu didn't want to use it there.

Considering his current progress, diligently grinding wouldn't take more than half a month to upgrade [Molded Embryo].

The choice left is actually only [Crane Claw Skill · Perfection]; theoretically, Perfection is the limit of a martial art.

"Add points, [Crane Claw Skill · Perfection]."

Feng Mu could choose to save this special skill point for later, but he found it unnecessary; his mindset has changed.

Now he actively embraces antagonism and enjoys causing trouble, so there's no need to be stingy. [Inheritance Level] will increase later, and there will be various rewards or treasure boxes.

Moreover, he's curious about how a martial art can "transform" after theoretically breaking its limit.

[Crane Claw Skill · Perfection → Crane Claw Skill · Limit-Breaking!]

A century of memories suddenly flooded into Feng Mu's mind.

[You've arduously practiced Crane Claw Skill, reaching Perfection in over ten years.]

[Still unsatisfied, you believed Perfection wasn't Crane Claw Skill's limit, so you continued practicing diligently.]

[Another ten years!]

[Twenty years!]

[Thirty years!]

[Without rest, without food or drink, ceaselessly practicing.]

[The forest where you practiced was clawed to pieces, not a single tree remained.]

[Finally, in the thirty-third year, you struck with a claw, and two claw shadows appeared in the air.]

[You've broken through Crane Claw Skill's limit!]

[Crane Claw Skill · Limit-Breaking, using this martial art will activate the passive Void Claw.]

[Void Claw: A hidden worm-like imitation under your claw, with a 30% probability of triggering, only during Crane Claw Skill.]

Feng Mu wobbled his swollen head, his fingers subconsciously clawed at the air.

Crane Claw Skill Thirteenth Form: Terminal Technique: Heart-Shattering Claw.

Buzz——

The air seemed to tremble; Feng Mu was lucky, triggering Void Claw on his first try.

He saw, as his five fingers clutched, an eerie black claw shadow under his hand mimicked the movement, with a delay of about 0.3 seconds, followed by two consecutive explosions in the air.

Feng Mu's pupils flickered with precision, silently thinking:

"If it triggered 100% of the time, the enemy might be able to decipher and guard against it, but a 30% random trigger makes it unpredictable, mixing illusions with reality."

"Also, if it were just a mere Void Claw, it could only be considered double attack, but the 0.3-second delay is what's wonderful here."

Feng Mu didn't see random triggers and delays as downsides; on the contrary, he thought they made Void Claw more elusive and sinister.

Feng Mu grinned, seemingly envisioning his enemies being disbelievingly terror-stricken as their hearts were clawed apart by Void Claw.

"If Void Claw had appeared earlier, that Black Face might have been caught and finished off in the first ambush."

Feng Mu licked his lips, unable to conceal an evil villainous aura: "This claw, thirty-three years of power, heh heh~"

With only one reward left to decipher from the bronze treasure box, Feng Mu put away his sinister claws and looked at the secret technique description.

[Blood Bar Deceit Eye]: Activate this secret technique to see the opponent's blood bar; the cost is that both you and the opponent will become data-formed during the technique, immune to all lethal attacks, and only die when the blood bar reaches zero.

Ps: In this state, if your attack does not break defense, it will forcibly deduct 1 point of blood from the opponent.

Feng Mu's pupils slightly contracted, then carefully read the skill introduction word by word, various thoughts surfacing: "Turning both self and opponent into data-format blood bars seems a bit awkward, but in certain cases, it might be a divine skill?"

Feng Mu closed the panel, blinked, and a strange blood glow appeared on his retina, the table in front suddenly displaying a blood bar frame [64/100].

As his sight shifted, wherever he focused, a blood bar frame would instantly pop up, disappearing if he looked away for more than 3 seconds.

Computer [84/125]

Phone [76/111]

Big Black Core [2331/2584]

...

Everything within sight wasn't at full health, with the Big Black Core's blood bar surprisingly thick.

"Even inanimate objects have blood bars?" Feng Mu was slightly amazed but quickly relieved, "That makes sense, the skill description uses 'opponent' without requiring them to be living."

Thinking thus, Feng Mu headed to the bathroom, intending to check his reflection and see how thick his blood bar was.

Then, Feng Mu stood dumbfounded in front of the mirror, his blood-red pupils contracting to pinpoints, trembling fiercely.

In the mirror, the issue wasn't how thick his blood bar was but..... one, two, three, four, scattered across his head, shining crimson.

"Why do I have four blood bars on my head?" Feng Mu didn't think he had four lives; he just felt a shiver down his spine.

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