Yang Jing surveyed the interior of the stone chamber.
Its furnishings were simple. Aside from an indigo meditation cushion laid in one corner, there was nothing else.
He strode to the center of the chamber and stopped. At a thought, the System Panel appeared before his eyes.
[Mountain-Splitting Seal: Initiation (155/500)] [Mountain Collapse Fist: Perfection (2000/2000)] [Surging Wave Leg: Perfection (1820/2000)] [Indestructible True Art: Perfection (1633/2000)]
"Let's see just how astonishing this Grade-B Training Room really is."
Yang Jing suppressed his excitement, set his feet shoulder-width apart, and slowly closed his eyes.
He drew a deep breath, taking the rich scent of exotic beast musk into his lungs, then slowly exhaled.
After several repetitions, his excitement and anticipation gradually subsided, leaving only crystalline clarity as he prepared for the cultivation ahead.
During those moments of stillness, he could clearly sense his internal energy growing more active, like a flame that had been kindled. It circulated more than twice as fast as it had in the Grade-C Training Room.
This only heightened his anticipation. The Grade-B Training Room's cultivation efficiency really does live up to its reputation!
Then Yang Jing focused his mind, calmed his breathing, and began practicing the Mountain-Splitting Seal.
He sank into a horse stance and clenched his fists. His internal energy surged along the art's prescribed pathways, gathering over his knuckles.
His fist shot out with a howling rush of wind, fierce and domineering, carrying a hint of mountains collapsing.
He moved constantly through the stone chamber, sometimes leaping and shifting, sometimes lunging forward with a punch. Every movement was steady and solid, displaying the essence of the Mountain-Splitting Seal to the fullest.
Internal energy raced through his meridians, resonating with the origin energy of heaven and earth inside the chamber. The scent of exotic