C2378 Alteration of Xiao Liu
Xiao Liu, a Maoshan Sect disciple, was ranked last among all the disciples. He was also the junior who asked the questions at Lin Fann's gathering. It had already been two years since he came into Maoshan Sect, and during this period, although he was very hardworking, his strength had not improved at all.1
He had originally thought that this would be all he would be able to do for the rest of his life, but upon thinking about it, he felt that this wasn't bad either. Even though his training had not improved, at least he had a happy life with his fellow brothers in the sect. But today, after hearing about Lin Fann's gathering, the desire in his heart was aroused.
He wanted to become stronger, he wanted to become stronger, just like he had said at the convention. As long as he could become stronger, no matter how much suffering he had to endure, he was willing to do so. He believed every word Lin Fann said. He felt that this training could really improve his strength, even if it was just a little bit.
After returning to his room, he took off his clothes and prepared to wash up. For some reason, he felt that his body seemed to have become a lot stronger. Was this an illusion? It shouldn't be an illusion. The muscles reflected on the surface of the water had verified his thoughts. He had really become much stronger.
He punched into the air with his fist. It was completely different from how it used to be, this time, he could clearly feel an unprecedented wave of power surging through his fist. The moment his fist was thrown out, there seemed to be a flow of energy flowing through his meridians. The warm feeling was really very, very comfortable, and he didn't even want to take a bath before sitting down on the ground and circulating it according to the cultivation method of the Dragon Meridian Spell.
That night, the same situation happened to Xiao Liu and other people. Some of them sat on the floor to cultivate, while others fell asleep immediately after laying down on the bed, as if they didn't feel tired at all. Their different performances also confirmed the differences in everyone's level of cultivation. This difference in level of cultivation more or less proved that their talent of cultivation was more or less related to their comprehension ability.
Xiao Liu seemed to have slept for a long time, but it was as if he had just closed his eyes. When he opened his eyes and looked over, the sunlight shining in from outside the window clearly showed that it was the next morning. He curiously looked at his own body and saw that there was a layer of black mud on his skin. There was even a faint stench coming from the air.
He stretched out his hand and pressed it against his skin, then rubbed it again. It was as if he was rubbing his back in a bathhouse. The skin under the dirt was as tender as a newborn's. Xiao Liu was surprised and confused by the unprecedented situation.
"Ah …" "This is …?"
Just as he stood up from the ground and wanted to move, his body was completely different from yesterday's heavy and light. As long as he grabbed his hand and waved it in the air, his speed would be at least twice as fast. He looked at his hands in disbelief as he quickly checked his current strength. In the next second, he was completely stunned, because his strength had actually risen from the early stage of the Bright Strength to the middle stage.
No one would believe him if they told others about this. Xiao Liu knew his own strength well. It was also because he was aware of his own abilities that he was shocked by his own changes. It had to be known that even after training for two years, he had only recently advanced to the level of a Fighter.
No mistake, this was definitely the way it was. Senior-apprentice Brother Lin must have imparted the cultivation method to him, allowing his strength to rise so fast. After taking a deep breath to calm his excitement, he hurriedly turned on the tap to wash off the filth on his body …
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