做出决定之后，张三丰沉声道：“转阶之心，便是我要赐予你的东西之一。” “我之前说过，要在这颗转阶之心内，植入一项额外的技能。” “与其说是技能，不如说是拳道纪实！” “这本书内容很丰富。” “在里面，你会遇到无数的拳道修士，有的名声显赫，有的默默无闻，有的早已离世，有的依然健在。” “他们千差万别，却有一个共同点，就是至今没有放弃过自己的拳头！” “这本纪实里，有太多的名字。” “对于凡界来说，他们是无名之辈，但对于你来说，他们不是。” “当你深入这本书，你就会亲眼目睹凡界的每一位拳道修士，为了拳头，走过无数的险路和弯路。” “当然，你也可以选择直接学习我所说的‘最强拳法’。”

  李安点头：“明白。” “那就开始吧！”张三丰果断的将手掌按在了李安的头上，没有任何的准备，转职开始了。

  李安清晰的感觉到，自己体内的天赋符箓上，渐渐浮现出一个白色的漩涡符号，拳意凝聚，对齐！而且，符箓上，竟然刻印着一本书的印记，正是张三丰所记载的那本年鉴，只要静下心来，李安便可以毫不费力的其中的内容，整个过程十分顺畅，没有任何疼痛感。

  With his eyes closed, Li An suddenly asked, "Uncle Zhang, who is the strongest fist cultivator in the mortal realm’s history?"Zhang Sanfeng replied, "My teacher. His innate talent was Fist God, and that’s what everyone called him.""Was he powerful?"At this question, a shadow of sorrow flickered in Zhang Sanfeng’s eyes."My teacher fell in battle three years ago at the First Warzone of the First Great Wall.""The Seventh Great Wall is the smallest battlefield, where combatants are mostly lower-tier geniuses—ideal for novices to acclimate to war. Hence, it’s dubbed the Genius Graveyard.""The First Great Wall, however, is boundless—a ring-shaped continent spanning five gaxies, encircling the northern frontier of the mortal realm. It faces the Ghost Realm and Demon Realm across the void!""Only such immensity can accommodate the might of true powerhouses!""The mortal realm’s supreme experts gather there.""The First Great Wall! First Warzone! Also known as—the Grave of the Divine!""The entry requirement? Beyond the Ninth Realm—Divine Ascension.""My teacher was the only fist cultivator in history to transcend the Ninth Realm!"

  Suddenly, Zhang Sanfeng paused. "Remember my next words!""Though we hail him as the strongest, the history of fist cultivation spans merely millennia.""In the ancient era, when humanity struggled across the cosmos, 'fist cultivation' didn’t exist—it was deemed too weak, too useless!""Humanity’s resources were scarce; none could be wasted on mere fists.""Only after the War of Ascension concluded three thousand years ago, when humanity cimed its throne among the celestial powers, did we gain the luxury to nurture 'useless' fist cultivators.""So don’t resent Meng Chen.""If some revel in comfort, others must sacrifice.""Practicing the fist itself is a form of comfort.""To this day, the Combat Conversion Rate of fist cultivators hasn’t even broken even.""Do you know what Combat Conversion means?"

  Li An answered swiftly, "Yes. The ratio of resources consumed to battlefield merits earned."Every registered soldier’s records track their merits: enemies sin, resources expended.Total historical merits earned (numerator) divided by total merits spent (denominator).For example, if Li An spent 100 merits but killed enemies worth 300, his Combat Conversion Rate would be 3.0, or 300%. Higher numbers command greater prestige.This metric defines a soldier’s valor, dominance, and sheer intimidation on the battlefield!A disheveled, ordinary man with "1000% Combat Conversion" embzoned above his head would command universal reverence—both as a war god and a savior of humanity.

  Some might ask: Couldn’t one hoard merits to infte their Conversion Rate?Technically, yes.But no one does.This is war, not a game!Merits are spent immediately to bolster strength. Saving them serves no purpose—what use is wealth if you’re dead?

  After this expnation, Zhang Sanfeng continued, "The average Combat Conversion Rate for fist cultivators is 65.6%.""100% is the break-even point.""Thus, every fist cultivator trained drains the mortal realm’s resources.""In contrast, war strategists boast the highest average rate: 729%.""Give a strategist one resource, and they return sevenfold!""And Meng Chen’s personal rate? 3099%."

  Li An’s pupils contracted. "What does that even mean?"Zhang Sanfeng said gravely, "Warzones 1–8 are colossal battlefronts.""Meng Chen’s Conversion Rate ranks 3rd on the current Colossal Warzone Leaderboard.""128th in all history."Li An’s heart skipped a beat. "128th in history!?""Correct." Zhang Sanfeng nodded. "Over decades and 137 campaigns, he’s never lost—no matter the foe.""Though not yet Divine, he is a god in Warzones 1–8.""My own rate is 260%.""For an ordinary vanguard, that’s passable.""But as Meng Chen’s vanguard? It’s shameful.""People joke that even a dog leashed by Meng Chen would hit 1000%."

  Zhang Sanfeng chuckled bitterly. "So don’t mistake his pride for arrogance—he’s restrained.""With his record, I’d kick every mutt I passed!""And… we were cssmates in university.""His dream wasn’t to become a strategist—it was to be a sword cultivator. For the fir.""But he abandoned that dream.""Why?"

  张三丰面色阴沉，“如今人间的平均战斗力转化率是128%。” “超过100%的，就是在为人类做贡献。” “低于100%的，就是在吸食人类的血汗。” “所以说得难听点，我们拳师就是寄生虫，稀释了孟辰的光芒，用我们的平庸拖累了他的光辉。”