Ma Chao advanced in a bow step, his hand clawing out as power surged from the earth, traveling up his leg, waist, and shoulder, erupting from his fingertips.
"Swoosh..."
The sound of the air being split was faint, yet exceptionally sharp.
This indicated that as he executed his move the power was concentrated, no longer dissipating like before, naturally amplifying its strength.
With each move of the Evil Essence Claw he practiced, the Qi and blood within him shifted and surged, slowly refining his entire body.
His cultivation base unknowingly increased as well.
In just a few short days,
Ma Chao's martial arts moves had started to take shape, even exhibiting a certain composure as profound as towering mountains.
"Swipe!"
He withdrew his hands, exhaling turbid air, and looked at his meditating sister, speaking with a tone of discontent:
"That girl came to eavesdrop again today!"
"Erya?"
"Mm."
"Ignore her."
