Advancement

"Mr. Jack truly does have superb medical skills. Nothing can escape your notice. But I can't control this power, so I absolutely mustn't use it against my comrades."

Might Duy spoke with a serious expression.

Self-restraint—that was the principle he had always believed in.

"My power is meant to protect my comrades..."

His voice was soft, but his words were resolute.

Even though they had only been sparring, Tao Yu could feel the other man's conviction.

He had to admit, though this man was a bit of a fool, he wasn't unpleasant.

When it mattered, he was pretty reliable.

"Oh? Then, Mr. Duy, would you mind letting me examine you a little more? There are still a few old injuries of yours I haven't treated. It would be even better if you could explain how this power of yours works."

Tao Yu's words made Might Duy pause. But when he thought of Tao Yu's 'As If I Were There in Person,' he hesitated for only a moment before readily nodding.

"I'd be glad to."

With Might Duy here as a living test subject—someone whose Eight Gates had already loosened and could all be broken open at once if necessary—along with his explanations, Tao Yu's own understanding of chakra, and certain Daoist principles, many new insights came to him.

"The Eight Gates... Could even be considered a kind of genetic lock."

Tao Yu pondered this. After achieving Fist Intent Materialization, he had thought that by infusing his whole body with fist intent, he could already bring out all his physical potential.

But the Eight Gates Formation didn't work that way. It was more like an amplifier for the body's locks, crudely and indiscriminately forcing them wide open!

"It's a bit of a shame, though. At its core, the Eight Gates Formation