Henry Clark ate five pounds in one go, then continued practicing boxing in the bamboo forest. By the time he finished, the sun had already set.

Henry Clark finished the remaining five pounds of wild boar meat and went back to the bamboo forest to continue practicing boxing.

“Almost there, almost there.”

Henry Clark threw punches madly, his whole skin flushed red, and the energy and blood in his body circulated through the twelve main meridians and 144 branch meridians, making the veins on his arms bulge like little snakes.

Half an hour later.

The energy and blood in Henry Clark's body reached their peak, and in a daze, he seemed to see a door.

“Sealed Gate!”

Henry Clark was overjoyed.

His cultivation had finally reached its current limit, touching the Sealed Gate.

Next, as long as he broke through the Sealed Gate, he could step into the ranks of limit-breaker martial artists and transcend the realm of ordinary people.

He circulated his energy and blood, surging toward the Sealed Gate like a tide.

Boom!

He seemed to hear a rumbling sound from within his body, but the Sealed Gate was solid and was not broken through.

William Clark had told him before that the Sealed Gate could not be broken in one go; to break it, patience was required.

Henry Clark continued to drive his energy and blood to impact the Sealed Gate. As he kept attacking it, his body faintly began to emit a glow.

These rays of light gathered in the air and eventually formed a door as well.

“Good, the projection of the Sealed Gate—break for me!”

Henry Clark was not startled but delighted. He strode forward, his fists wrapped in black lines, and unleashed his perfected Iron Thread Fist directly at the projection of the Sealed Gate.

Boom!

The perfected Iron Thread Fist was fierce and domineering, causing the projection of the Sealed Gate to tremble violently, with a crack appearing on it.

When ordinary people practice third-rate martial arts and their energy and blood are overflowing, approaching the limit-break, the highest their martial arts can reach is mastery, which is far less powerful than perfection.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Henry Clark struck the projection of the Sealed Gate three more times in a row, causing more and more cracks to appear, until with a bang, it shattered.

At the moment the projection shattered, the Sealed Gate within his body also exploded. Instantly, Henry Clark felt much lighter, as if a layer of restraint had been lifted.

At the same time, his muscles and bones tingled all over, and threads of energy and blood, like countless rivers flowing into the sea, overflowed from his muscles and bones and poured into his meridians.

The total amount of energy and blood in his body soared rapidly. In just the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, it increased by thirty percent, then settled down and stopped increasing.

The human body is like a water tank, with limited capacity—when the water is full, it overflows.

Breaking the Sealed Gate and releasing potential is equivalent to increasing the size of the tank, doubling its capacity.

In other words, breaking through one Sealed Gate allows the total energy and blood to double, but it does not increase out of thin air. The reason it increased by thirty percent just now was because of energy usually stored deep in the body that had not been digested.

The next seven days are a period of rapid improvement, provided there is enough meat.

With enough meat, he could make up the remaining seventy percent, doubling his total energy and blood compared to before the breakthrough.

Henry Clark immediately went home and asked Olivia Smith to cook a big pot of meat.

Henry Clark ate heartily, and after he was full, immediately began practicing boxing. The energy from the meat was quickly converted into energy and blood.

“Yan'er, did you... did you break through the Sealed Gate?”

William Clark noticed something and asked in disbelief.

After all, he had broken through the Sealed Gate twice before and was extremely sensitive to the anomalies of limit-breaking.

For the seven days after breaking the limit, there would be a period of rapid improvement, and the appetite would greatly increase.

“Yes, father!”

Henry Clark knew he couldn't hide it from William Clark, so he didn't try to.

“This...”

Getting a definite answer, William Clark gasped, his face full of shock.

It took him a while to recover, and the joy on his face was hard to suppress.

“Yan'er, about your limit-breaking, don't tell anyone—not even your mother, understand?”

After the excitement, William Clark began to consider the consequences and gave a serious warning.

If mastering archery in just over twenty days was merely shocking, then breaking the limit in just over three months was downright terrifying.

Such martial talent, William Clark had never even heard of.

If it were just ordinary outstanding talent, spreading the news would be fine—he might even be valued by the noble clans and receive special training.

But if it was too monstrous, it wouldn't just be a matter of attention—he might be taken away for research.

“Father, I understand.”

Henry Clark nodded.

With William Clark covering for him, and since Olivia Smith didn't understand martial arts at all, she had no suspicion about Henry Clark's increased appetite and cooked a big pot of meat for him every day.

In just seven days, the meat they had stored was almost all eaten by Henry Clark.

And Henry Clark's energy and blood had doubled compared to before the breakthrough. With the surge in energy and blood, his body was further tempered, and he shot up in height, reaching about 1.8 meters.

His muscles bulged all over, filled with explosive power.

His cultivation was now firmly stabilized at the first limit-break.

Next, he just needed to keep accumulating energy and blood. When it overflowed again, he could break through the second Sealed Gate.

That night, after William Clark and Olivia Smith had gone to sleep, Henry Clark got up, took some potatoes and brown rice, and quietly brought them to Mrs. Harris's house, leaving them there.