He forced his heart to pound violently, driving his Qi and Blood into a raging torrent. At the same time, he constricted every pore on his body, causing his temperature to spike in an instant. The sweat under his skin was compressed and superheated until, the moment his pores flew open, it burst out as a shroud of steam. He then used Gang Qi to manipulate the water vapor, shaping it into Qi Blades...
Such techniques and methods were almost supernatural!!
'His heart can withstand such high-frequency vibrations?! His organs can endure such a drastic change in temperature?! His body can be controlled to this degree?!'
In that split second, countless thoughts flooded Hua Jingcheng's mind. He looked at Zhao Xuanqi, whose palms were wreathed in mist, resembling the sharp beaks of some great bird. A sense of dread he couldn't suppress rose within him.
