Douluo's transformation from becoming stronger starts with eating soul beast meat

Quan Yi, landing on the ground, couldn't suppress the joy and excitement in his heart.

He raised his hands, carefully examining the gauntlets. Even with the flames heated to such a degree, the gauntlets remained unscathed, their surface showing no residual heat.

A thin layer of steel provided Quan Yi with an unparalleled sense of security.

After examining them, Quan Yi suddenly stretched out his right hand, palm facing outwards, stared ahead, and shouted loudly with a solemn expression:

“I am Iron Man!”

Quan Yi maintained the pose for a while before reluctantly lowering his arm.

“Haha, satisfying.”

He thought that high-temperature, high-pressure flames could generate thrust, and wondered if he could use this thrust to accelerate and improve his mobility.

Unexpectedly, the experimental results were beyond expectations. The thrust brought about by extreme compression was stronger than Quan Yi had anticipated, and he actually managed to fly.

Although, with his current strength, he could only hover a few centimeters, it was undoubtedly a leap forward.

It represented Quan Yi officially entering the realm of the sky.

If Quan Yi could further compress the flames and master the thrust skillfully, his mobility would make a qualitative leap.

However, Quan Yi was still unable to completely control this power.

Quan Yi's control was still relatively limited, the flames could not be further compressed, and the thrust generated by the flames required Quan Yi's careful control and calculation. If he wanted to use it skillfully, he would have to expend a lot of mental energy.

Moreover, because his control was still lacking, it was loud and took a long time to prepare, making it easy for enemies to detect.

Quan Yi needed to continue to strengthen his training in this area, especially the compression and condensation of flames. He needed to be able to go from zero to one hundred instantly to be truly qualified. Only in this way could it have a surprising effect in actual combat.

Quan Yi did not yet have these conditions.

However, Quan Yi didn't think much about it now; he was enjoying the joyful emotions to the fullest.

This was the first time in his two lives that he had experienced the feeling of flying.

Having never been on an airplane, Quan Yi had once longed for the feeling of flying. He never thought that in this life, he could realize his dream with his own strength.

After a good while, Quan Yi gradually calmed down his excitement.

Quan Yi walked barefoot to the side and sat cross-legged, resting and thinking.

This experiment was very successful, but from a practical point of view, it was still far from being ready for actual combat.

The battle with his teacher was tomorrow, and the mobility problem Quan Yi wanted to solve had not been resolved.

Quan Yi understood this, and after thinking for a moment, he quickly came up with another method.

He could try to put his hands behind him and accelerate his running speed with the thrust.

This would indeed increase his speed, but Quan Yi wasn't sure if he could approach his teacher at his speed.

After careful consideration, Quan Yi quickly rejected this plan.

The reason was simple, the same as before: his own conditions were not yet mature, and he couldn't achieve instantaneous acceleration, making it easy for his teacher to detect.

What's more, this extreme acceleration mode consumed soul power incredibly quickly, and Quan Yi had almost exhausted more than half of his remaining soul power in less than ten seconds.

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The risk was too great.

“Are there any other applications?”

Quan Yi constantly searched his mind for more suitable means of application.

“Thrust, thrust…” Quan Yi repeated this word in his heart.

As Quan Yi thought, his eyes gradually brightened, as if he had found something.

“Snap!” Quan Yi excitedly slapped his thigh.

“I was being narrow-minded.”

Thrust, in the final analysis, is a kind of power.

There are many ways to use power, and there is no need to limit it to movement.

Why don't I apply the thrust to my attacks? My gauntlets almost cover my entire palm and forearm.

I can adjust the flame-spraying position at will to increase my punching speed and power.

Thinking of this, Quan Yi suddenly understood. Although he was currently limited by his own immature conditions and couldn't fully display the effect of the thrust, he could still use it flexibly by changing his thinking.

Quan Yi thought of a method: reducing the input of soul power, reducing the control burden and soul power consumption, and performing micro-firepower propulsion.

Any part of the entire gauntlet could spray fire at will. With the power of the flames, the entire arm could make all kinds of unbelievable movements and operations.

To give a simple example, Quan Yi could completely use the thrust to increase the speed and power of his fists.

This was just the most direct and simplest application that Quan Yi could think of. Besides this, he could also think of other ways to use the thrust.

Various inspirations and ideas kept湧现ing in Quan Yi's mind.

This power had unlimited possibilities and room for development.

Quan Yi decided that the afternoon's training would focus on the propulsion mode. He wanted to try as many possibilities of this mode as possible.

Moreover, he had to let his body get used to the unfamiliar force of propulsion.

Because, if he couldn't control it, it would disrupt his formation, and his opponent would more easily discover Quan Yi's weaknesses. This would put Quan Yi in a passive situation.

Thinking of this, Quan Yi didn't hesitate and immediately entered meditation to begin restoring his soul power.

After restoring his soul power, Quan Yi immediately began testing his ideas.

After testing, Quan Yi found that this mode consumed a lot of his mental energy, because he had to perform multiple precise operations in an instant. Even if Quan Yi could multitask, he felt that his brain was not enough.

Just increasing the power and speed of a punch was very difficult.

Reducing the input of soul power and firepower did make Quan Yi able to condense the flames faster, but in order to stabilize the punch, Quan Yi needed to perform multi-point spraying around his forearm.

Otherwise, a single fire outlet would not only fail to enhance the effect but would directly deflect the direction of the fist.

Therefore, this required Quan Yi to control the spraying of multiple points simultaneously and achieve a balance of force between them, so that he could unify the thrust and the direction of the fist.

This also reminded Quan Yi of the poem from his previous life, “What is learned from books is superficial after all, only through practice can one truly understand.”

Only after truly trying it did Quan Yi realize how difficult this matter was.

Quan Yi still had a long way to go before he could freely use this mode.

But Quan Yi was not desperate. On the contrary, he was very excited. He firmly believed that the propulsion mode had unlimited potential, and the process of completing this mode was itself a training for Quan Yi.

He believed that with his perseverance, he would definitely be able to complete this mode.