Wang Qi was walking alone on the beach.
It was the beginning of the month, the bright moon was absent, the starlight dazzling. The trade wind blew gently, wrinkling the sea surface, shredding the starlight of the night.
Wang Qi walked in this way. His gaze seemed to be looking somewhere, yet it was unknown where he was truly looking.
The seawater soaked his boots, bringing a slight chill to him.
——I feel the chill of the seawater because it absorbs the heat from my skin. In this process, I did not interfere...
——Heat can spontaneously transfer from a warmer object to a cooler one, but it cannot spontaneously transfer from a cooler object to a warmer one.
At the Core Formation Stage, his reactions were exceptionally keen, and Wang Qi's skin could also directly sense the air resistance.
——The action of force is mutual...
"Hey, kid!" Zhen Chan shouted from within the ring: "You've been walking for more than two hours already!"
