Chapter 138 : Force of a Thousand Jun! Thunder God’s Hammer!
Chapter 138: Force of a Thousand Jun! Thunder God’s Hammer!
As a strength-type Breathing Technique, this technique mainly focused on enhancing the muscle strength of the upper body.
It somewhat complemented the Lightning Breathing Technique.
Both involved concentrating Energy Factors in areas such as the shoulders and arms.
However, since this was already Leo’s third Breathing Technique, its improvement to attributes was not very significant.
【Strength: 4.4
Agility: 3.7
Spirit: 2.0】
With this breakthrough, his Strength Attribute had only increased by one point.
It seemed that after cultivating three Breathing Techniques, learning additional ones would hardly increase attribute values any further.
“Unless there’s a Breathing Technique that increases Spirit…”
Leo shook his head. “Never heard of that. If knights had such a technique, wouldn’t they basically be wizards?”
However, when this Breathing Technique broke through to the second stage, it also produced a special effect.
“Force of a Thousand Jun.”
Leo calmed his breath and began operating the Rock Breathing Technique.
His chest rose and fell rapidly as a large amount of Energy Factors gathered in his palms and arms.
Clenching his fist, a series of crackling bone sounds rang out.
In that instant, he felt as though his arms had suddenly become several times heavier.
This was not merely a technique for increasing strength.
The special effect, Force of a Thousand Jun, directly enhanced the gravitational weight of his arms through Energy Factors—like filling his bones with heavy metal.
At that moment, Leo felt as if his arms had become two iron warhammers weighing a thousand jin.
It seemed that Ross’s usual immense strength came from this.
Combined with the weight enhancement of the arms and hands, the effect was terrifying.
It felt as though his arms had turned into reinforced steel mechanical limbs.
When wielding a weapon with this technique, the sheer weight of the arms would amplify destructive power.
Even without a weapon, combined with the defense of the Furnace Breathing Technique, his arms could function like heavy bronze hammers.
This was a Breathing Technique well-suited to him.
Leo, whose attributes were already heavily skewed toward strength due to skill accumulation, now gained even greater destructive force through inertia.
If combined with the explosive speed of the Lightning Breathing Technique—
Strength, speed, and gravity combined into one.
Just thinking about it made Leo excited.
But just then, he received even more exciting news.
The hot-tempered dwarven blacksmith Stark had finished forging his sword.
Leo saw Stark pushing over a massive iron sword on a cart.
“Leo, take a look. How’s this sword?”
Leo looked at the enormous greatsword.
It was over a meter long, palm-width wide, with a broad tip nearly two palms across, faintly glowing blue.
A long groove ran down its center, leading to a claw-shaped socket at the tip.
Leo lifted the sword with one hand.
“I used all the material. You might be able to handle something heavier, but that’s all I had,” Stark said casually.
But the moment Leo picked it up, he sensed something extraordinary.
This was a hundred-pound greatsword—ordinary people couldn’t even lift it.
Yet Leo could wield it effortlessly.
What surprised him was that although it looked ordinary,
the moment he held it, he knew—
this was the most well-balanced weapon he had ever used.
“Heh, stunned, aren’t you? That’s the dwarven pursuit of forging,” Stark said, stroking his beard. “The weight distribution and shape were custom-designed based on my observation of you. From the moment you hold it, every thrust and swing should feel natural.”
Leo confirmed this. No matter how he swung it, the balance felt perfect.
Simply put—perfectly suited.
“But that’s just the basics.” Stark crossed his arms proudly.
“This sword is nearly a flawless weapon.”
“A flawless weapon?” Leo didn’t understand.
“For simplicity—perfect. Almost. This sword scores ninety-nine out of a hundred. The only flaw is at the socket.”
Stark sighed. “Just a tiny imperfection. So close to a legendary weapon…”
A legendary weapon required absolute perfection—no flaws at all.
Even a tiny material inconsistency at the socket could become a weakness.
Leo noticed a slight discoloration there.
But to him, it wasn’t a major issue.
To Stark, however, it was unacceptable.
Leo then took out a wooden box.
Inside was the Eye of the Thunder Lizard he had obtained earlier.
He inserted it into the socket.
Click.
The claw locked the deep-blue gem in place.
“Try channeling Black Aura into it,” Stark instructed.
Leo followed.
Crackling sounds erupted as lightning arcs appeared around the gem.
Boom!
Electricity gathered at the tip and shot forward.
“The eye absorbs Energy Factors and releases them through Black Aura,” Stark explained.
Leo nodded.
It was like an enhanced electric baton.
If he reached Mid-tier Knight level and could coat it with Bronze Flame, it would be even more effective.
Paralyze with lightning, trap with Black Marsh, finish with Tsunami.
Leo began planning combat strategies.
He hadn’t fought in real combat for a long time.
The only worthy opponents now were a few knights in Blackstone City.
But there were no opportunities lately.
Ray and Ross were absent.
Clarsen wasn’t strong enough.
Laforin was too busy.
That left only Anthony.
After Stark finished, he prepared to leave.
“If you need a legendary weapon someday, come find me. My name is Tony Stark.”
Tony Stark.
The name sounded familiar to Leo, but he didn’t dwell on it.
He tested the sword repeatedly, unable to put it down.
Like a child with a new toy.
【Sword Saint】
Requirements:
1. Strength 5.0 (4.4)
2. Agility 4.0 (3.7)
3. Spirit 2.5 (2.0)
4. Two Blue-tier sword techniques maxed (1/2)
5. Use a high-quality sword for 1000 hours (1/1000)
After an hour of practice, the usage count had increased.
This confirmed the sword’s quality.
“Give it a name,” Stark said before leaving.
Leo thought for a moment.
“It’s as heavy as a hammer… let’s call it Thunder God’s Hammer.”
“A sword named Thunder God’s Hammer? Interesting. I look forward to hearing of its victories.”
After Stark left, Leo gazed at the weapon.
A surge of excitement rose within him.
With a powerful weapon in hand, the urge to fight naturally followed.
But there were no opportunities.
Soon, he would have to return to alchemy work.
Just then—
Someone unexpected appeared outside his courtyard.
“Hey, Leo.”
Leo had sensed someone approaching through Hunting Moment.
But he never expected it to be—
Anthony?!