Back home, Jiang Qiu soaked himself in hot water again, allowing his tense muscles to relax. But his hands, pressed against the bottom of the tub, still trembled uncontrollably, and the veins on his right arm throbbed.
Just as Liu Zili had said, thirty times a day was the limit for someone in the Iron Flesh Realm. He had done it forty-one times on the first day and thirty-five today. His body couldn't take it.
Copper Skin, Iron Flesh, Steel Bone, Jade Sinews—the amount of Qi Blood within each Physical Body Realm was more or less the same. Unless one was born with exceptionally abundant Qi Blood, no one dared to continuously perform high-intensity archery that drained it.
But now, with the challenge imminent, he couldn't make progress with the Ancient Martial Arrow even by pushing his body past its limits.
'I'll have to resort to some unconventional methods...'
