Andrew Warren quickly became close to Mr. Grant after crossing over.

After all, before he transmigrated, he was already a man in his twenties. Suddenly gaining a pair of unfamiliar ‘parents’ after arriving here was something he simply couldn’t accept psychologically.

Recognizing only Mr. Grant as his sole elder meant he didn’t need any mental adjustment.

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Andrew Warren’s house was divided into two parts: a front yard and a back yard.

All daily living took place in the front yard.

The back yard was a vegetable garden, planted with seasonal vegetables.

He stood still on a patch of open ground, frowning as he recalled the words Professor Eric Clark had said when teaching the Da Qiang Fist.

After awakening the ‘strongest body,’ his memory had improved several times over.

Everything he had seen before was still vivid in his mind.

Very soon, he recalled the key points.

He looked down at his own fists.

Mr. Clark had once said that as long as one practiced the Da Qiang Fist a hundred and eighty times, achieving ‘ming jin’ (manifest force) was a sure thing.

This showed that even someone with the worst aptitude would definitely develop ‘ming jin’ after a hundred rounds of Da Qiang Fist.

Those with average talent might only need forty or fifty rounds.

But for him to fully master ‘ming jin’ after just three or four rounds—did that mean he was among the very top tier of talent?

Before awakening the strongest body, when he was learning the Da Qiang stance, Mr. Clark had clearly said his martial aptitude was mediocre.

The change only began after that voice sounded in his mind.

But what the strongest body brought him couldn’t be explained simply as ‘aptitude.’

More precisely, the effect he gained from practicing a set of fist techniques was what others would only get after several or even a dozen repetitions!

Practicing the Da Qiang Fist three times allowed him to achieve ‘ming jin,’ while ordinary people needed forty or fifty times; after three or four rounds, he had completely mastered the technique and could use it with great proficiency.

Others would need at least twenty or thirty rounds to reach this level.

This showed that the strongest body gave him an extraordinary boost when practicing the Da Qiang Fist.

He just didn’t know if he would get the same boost when practicing other fist techniques.

And whether the degree of enhancement would be the same as with the Da Qiang Fist.

The Da Qiang Fist was the first set of techniques Andrew Warren had mastered.

Other than that, he had nowhere to learn a second set.

After thinking it over, Andrew Warren recalled some physical exercises from his previous life.

He looked around, then immediately lay down on the ground, supporting his body with his arms, and began doing push-ups.

Push-ups mainly train the upper limbs and the muscles of the waist and abdomen, especially the chest muscles.

With every push-up, Andrew Warren could feel a part of his muscles being exercised, with threads of warmth gathering in his muscle groups like streams.

This feeling was exactly the same as when he unleashed force with the Da Qiang Fist.

However, the speed at which the warm current gathered was clearly much slower than with the Da Qiang Fist.

The effect of Andrew Warren practicing the Da Qiang Fist once was equivalent to others practicing it six or seven times.

But doing twenty push-ups only equaled about a third of the effect of practicing the Da Qiang Fist once.

Afterward, he tried sit-ups, squats, and other exercises, and found that the boost was about the same as with push-ups, and some were even less effective.

He finally confirmed that the strongest body provided a boost for all kinds of exercises.

But the degree of enhancement varied.

At present, the Da Qiang Fist gave the highest boost.

The difference between the Da Qiang Fist and exercises like push-ups was that the former was a genuine body-tempering martial art, capable of killing enemies.

The latter were just ordinary exercises.

Perhaps the strongest body’s boost was more inclined toward various martial arts techniques.

Unfortunately, Andrew Warren only knew the Da Qiang Fist and couldn’t compare it with other techniques.

He could only set this thought aside for now and turn to another question.

Today, he had already practiced the Da Qiang Fist seven times, done dozens of push-ups, and some other exercises—so why didn’t he feel the muscle soreness and fatigue he had expected?

Mr. Clark had also said that for ordinary people, practicing the Da Qiang Fist twice a day was already the limit.

Any more would damage their foundation.

But he felt no damage at all; on the contrary, the more he practiced, the more energetic he felt. Why was that?

He had only eaten a bowl of thin porridge and two buns in the morning.

Logically, that shouldn’t be enough to sustain such exertion.

Could it be that the strongest body allowed him to practice various martial arts with minimal energy consumption?

No…

Even with minimal consumption, after so many rounds of practice, his internal energy should have been depleted.

Yet he still felt full of vitality.

Clearly, the truth was not so simple.

Maybe his body could replenish energy in a way he couldn’t yet perceive, achieving perfect balance.

This could only be verified in the future.

Putting these thoughts away, Andrew Warren straightened his body, standing like a spear thrusting toward the sky.

As soon as he assumed the spear stance, streams of warmth darted around the more than a hundred muscles in his body like mice.

The human body has over six hundred muscles, but the Da Qiang Fist only trains a little over a hundred.

He wondered if there was a martial art in the world that could mobilize all the muscles in the body.

When the hundred-plus muscles trained by the Da Qiang Fist contracted at once, the force generated could crack stone.

If all the muscles in the body contracted at the same time, how much force could that produce?