"Phew, phew, phew~~~!"
His body was utterly exhausted, his muscles sore, weak, and swollen with pain. Jiang Hao collapsed onto the floor, gulping down air as sweat streamed down his body.
This feeling was awful. He felt as though he could no longer control his own body. So this was the aftereffect of the skill—the weakened state.
He had to admit that activating the Rage Skill really did make him much stronger. Jiang Hao estimated that his strength had increased by around fifty percent.
But it also came with plenty of problems.
If he failed to eliminate all his enemies after using the Rage Skill, the weakness that followed would leave him completely unable to fight back, at the mercy of others. He would have to use this skill cautiously in the future and never activate it lightly unless his life was on the line.
Know yourself and know your enemy. That was why Jiang Hao had come to test the Rage Skill today. Even with a skill, he could not use it recklessly. Only by fully understanding and thoroughly studying his own abilities could he use them properly in the future.
He wondered how long this weakened state would take to recover from.
He glanced at the clock on the wall again and noted the time.
He could not lie there like a lump of mud. Jiang Hao took a deep breath, sat up with difficulty, crossed his legs, and began meditating, slowly circulating the spiritual power that had been almost entirely drained.
His body could be weak, but his will could not. He could not let his willpower become feeble just because his physical strength had declined.
He circulated his spiritual power and gradually regained his stamina. He did not know how much time had passed when Jiang