Meng Chuan hung up the phone after receiving a message from his master telling him to wait a little longer.
Might as well practice for a while longer.
He leaped back to the desolate sand and gravel yard.
Taking a deep breath, the Thunder True Qi in his body remained concealed, quietly gathering the momentum of the Thunder Fire Fist.
His movements were like clouds surging in all directions, and even without using True Qi, the fist blade still flickered with black lightning when slicing through the air.
Each move in the Thunder-Pounding Hand seamlessly connected with precision, driven by Qi Blood, creating a mighty momentum.
Immersed in the world of fist skills for about one hour, the Perfection realm naturally followed.
[Thunder-Pounding Hand: Major Accomplishment (98%) → Perfection (1%)]
After finishing the stance, Meng Chuan's understanding of this fist skill deepened.
"Even without using True Qi, the power I wield with this fist skill is tenfold improved from before..."
