Andy Warren and a few villagers were dumbfounded. They had carried the whole set all the way here, and it weighed a full eight hundred jin. Now they watched as Logan Warren put on the entire suit of armor neatly.

"Circulate your energy. From now on, you must always maintain this state."

"Brother Bai, has Logan Warren’s injury healed?" Andy Warren couldn’t help but worry about Logan Warren’s condition. He remembered clearly that when Logan Warren returned two days ago, his injuries were so severe that it was no exaggeration to say he was on the verge of death. Yet in less than two days, he had already recovered almost completely.

"In the future, if any of the brothers in the village fall ill, send them up the mountain. Brian White knows some medicine. For minor injuries and illnesses, he can help out."

Andy Warren didn’t think it was just "knowing some medicine"—to heal someone on the brink of death in two days, that was nothing short of bringing the dead back to life.

After giving the villagers a bit of labor fee, Brian White sent Andy Warren and the others down the mountain.

"Come on, let’s spar. What Iron Shirt needs most is to take a beating! Otherwise, just practicing hard won’t bring any progress."

A night of hard work hadn’t left the two of them feeling the slightest bit tired. The tension of the impending battle instead made them feel as if they had endless energy.

Logan Warren’s punches were quite heavy, especially after putting on the gauntlets and steel knuckle guards. His punches were even heavier than those of the disciples from Shanxing Sect.

Brian White’s Iron Shirt, baleful energy, and vitality all changed, and he immediately felt more invigorated.

It was indeed effective. Brian White taught Logan Warren both internal and external martial arts, partly to resist the attack from Shanxing Sect together, and partly to have a sparring partner.

After a few rounds, Brian White’s Iron Shirt proficiency increased by a few points, his baleful energy also rose by three or four points, and his health dropped slightly. It was clear that in terms of pure strength, Logan Warren was not inferior to those Shanxing Sect disciples.

However, Logan Warren was still a beginner. After a few punches, he was already exhausted. Forcing himself to keep going, he said to Brian White, "Again! This time, you attack and I defend."

Brian White grinned at Logan Warren, then suddenly threw a vicious punch, slamming it hard into Logan Warren’s chest.

Smack—

Logan Warren was sent flying and couldn’t get up. There was a shallow fist mark on the iron armor over his chest.

"Damn... you hit too hard," Logan Warren groaned, lying on the ground.

Logan Warren didn’t have the Hanging Pot Skill and couldn’t resolve his own injuries and baleful energy. Brian White had to sit down and help Logan Warren dispel the baleful energy.

But after healing from this punch, Logan Warren’s Iron Shirt advanced by one level.

The two started feeding each other moves again, both attacking without defending, spending the entire morning training desperately.

It had to be said, this training method was highly efficient. In one morning, Logan Warren was knocked down four or five times, but his Iron Shirt had already advanced to the second level. Although his cultivation hadn’t yet broken through to the first stage, he was already very close.

However, Logan Warren’s progress was nothing compared to Brian White.

Brian White’s Hanging Pot Skill and Iron Shirt were the perfect combination—one improved cultivation through injury, the other advanced by taking hits, and both could improve during combat.

Plus, by helping Logan Warren dispel baleful energy, Brian White’s cultivation had already broken through to stage 3.

Iron Shirt also reached level 4, with an extra 1000 points of strength.

Cultivation level: Postnatal stage 3.

Internal skill: "Hanging Pot to Save the World Skill," lower first grade, growth value 1/1/2.

Health: 6000/6000.

Internal energy: 5000/5000.

True Qi: 500/2000.

Baleful energy: 15/100.

Constitution: 100+500.

Strength: 100+500+1000.

Speed: 100+1000.

Comprehension: 16+3.

Iron Shirt level 4: 501/2000.

Because of the extra strength from Iron Shirt, strength had now completely surpassed speed.

As for the increase in speed, it was actually the most intuitive indicator, because Logan Warren and Alan Warren were at the level of ordinary people. Logan Warren might be a bit higher, but compared to Brian White, there was still a big gap.

Before reaching the innate realm and opening the Ren and Du meridians, internal energy couldn’t play a decisive role in battle.

Each stage of improvement, aside from martial arts with fists, swords, and blades, mostly just increased attributes.

So in postnatal martial arts duels, basically whoever had higher attributes had the advantage.

Of course, except for Brian White himself, no one else could see the attributes. They could only sense the difference between the two sides by feel.

"Strange, it’s been a whole day. Why haven’t those bastards from Shanxing Sect come?"

Logan Warren stood up again. This kind of exhausting training was like making rapid progress for him. In just one day, his true qi was almost at stage one, and his Iron Shirt had directly advanced to level 2.

Every punch and palm strike had strong explosive power, but for Brian White, the effect was already minimal, so for the rest of the time, Brian White was basically just acting as a sparring partner.

"I don’t know. Hopefully they’ll come a few days later, so we’ll both be fully prepared," Brian White said matter-of-factly. Right now, Brian White still wasn’t fully confident, especially after hearing that the Shanxing Sect leader was stage 5, the four elders were stage 4, and there were over a hundred disciples of varying levels.

Brian White felt he could hold off the Shanxing Sect leader, but as for the remaining disciples and elders, it would be up to Logan Warren to handle them.