C8 (1/2)
Crash! *
On the morning of the second day, following the sound of water, he, who had used a medicinal pellet to refine his physique for an entire night, slowly crawled out of the water that was already completely cold.
After a night of tempering his muscles and bones with medicine, although his cultivation had not improved, his meridians, bones, and body had all become abnormally sturdy.
If one looked closely, they would notice that his skin was as tender as a baby's, and his temperament seemed to have undergone a great change.
If he had stood among the crowd without the slightest bit of arrogance before, he would now have an extraordinary temperament. Like a jewel, he began to emit a dazzling brilliance.
Wu Hao believed that if he were to continue using the tempering potions to temper his physique, before long, he would become the most dazzling existence amongst the crowd.
After changing into a new set of clothes and tidying up, he poured away the jet-black tempering medicine, and like he did yesterday morning, Wu Hao started to train with the Overlord's fist in the center of the courtyard.
The Overlord's fist was a low rank Earth Realm martial skill, and it was perfectly suited for him to train in.
In the minor dimension, martial skills were divided into three main categories.
Earth, Sky, Xuan, from Low to High, a total of three levels.
Apart from this, there was another level, but that was very rare, belonging to the Xuan level.
There were countless low rank Earth Realm martial skills, but the ones with the greatest power were few in number. And his own Overlord's fist was one of the few.
Because of that, his fist technique was abnormally tyrannical. Ordinary cultivators would have no way of controlling it, but with the innate body, he could perfectly control it.
The pitiful Yang Liu suffered, and in just two days' time, her face had changed completely., who was standing by the side watching, was dumbstruck.
After a hundred rounds of Overlord's fist, the rising sun had already risen to the east. Wu Hao waved the sweat on his forehead, and finally endured it all.
”Second Young Master, what kind of fist technique is this? Why is it so powerful?” Mu Qian could not help but ask, thinking that compared to the middle grade Earth Rank martial skills, it would not be much.
”Hehe, this is called the Overlord's fist, Dryopterygium, what do you think?” Wu Hao heard and replied with a smile. He raised his hand again to wipe the sweat off his forehead.
”No, Dryopterygium is a low rank Earth Realm martial skill, not a high rank one …”
”What?” ”This …” Mu Qian's expression instantly froze, and only after a long while did he mutter to himself, ”There's no reason! This fist technique's might was even more formidable than the Wu Clan's medium-grade earth-step martial skill, the Heaven and Earth Phantom Fist … How could it be just an Earth Stage Low Rank? ”
”It is indeed a low rank Earth Realm martial skill. This is just a question of rank and has nothing to do with power. The reason why its power is so strong is because it is characteristic of this fist technique. It needs strong inner strength to support it or else it will not be able to perfectly use it!” Wu Hao explained.
”So that's how it is!” After Mu Qian heard, he came to a sudden realization and looked at Wu Hao from head to toe. Then, he smiled: ”Second Young Master, does that mean that you have a strong inner force in your body now?”
”You can say that, but it has nothing to do with cultivation. Right now, I am only at the First Sky of Nascent Level, and my meridians are only opened up, but it's just a mere six meridians …”
was stunned once again. He looked at Wu Hao as if he was looking at a monster and dared to bet that with his Overlord's fist, he would be invincible in front of a warrior at the Second Sky of the Nascent Realm.
”That's right …” Wu Hao seemed to have suddenly thought of something, and immediately asked him: ”Dryopterygium, there has been no news from First Lady's side for the past two days, and there is also my father who does not care about family matters.
Hearing that, Mu Qian left his state of shock, he thought for a while then replied: First Lady has not made any movements, but I seem to have caught a few people yesterday, I'm not very sure about the specifics, but the Patriarch seems to have an important matter, and he won't be able to return for a while!
”How many people have you captured?” A hint of evilness flashed across Wu Hao's face as he thought to himself: ”Jiao Ruhua, this time you are a cruel and merciless woman, you should be afraid! However, you definitely won't let this go. How will you deal with me next? ”Hehe, I look forward to it …”
As to whether Wu Haoran would return, that was just a casual question. He didn't have any feelings for his, so returning wouldn't have any hindrance to his future path.
If the other party was nice to him, he might show some filial piety. However, if they were bad to him, he was too lazy to bother with them …