At that moment, his hand was like a high-precision radar.
The pulsating veins, torn muscle fibers, and shattered bones wedged into the spinal canal, every detail reflected vividly in his mind with the touch of True Qi.
It was the same True Qi that filled the meridians.
When confronting enemies, it could transform into a fierce shock wave, shattering rocks dozens of meters away with one palm.
When saving lives, it could be restrained and delicate, like the spring breeze gentle rain, silently nurturing.
It could even guide a few millimeters of bone to complete surgery-level repairs within the fragile and complex human body.
The difference between killing and saving lies in a single thought, within the flow of Qi Force.
Fang Cheng's gaze darkened slightly, and he slowly clenched his fist.
His knuckles instantly made cracking sounds.
He foresees that as long as he continues to delve into palm technique and improve Qi Gong skill level and Spirit Attribute.
