Hao Shuai instinctively crawled through the round opening beneath the circular building and entered the top of Korin Tower.
Ignoring the big white cat holding a wooden staff, Hao Shuai immersed himself in his own world. Once he was up there, he began practicing Baji Quan, Xing Yi Quan, and other forms of National Martial Arts over and over.
As Hao Shuai practiced, his punches took on an indescribable quality. The flow of blood and Inner Force through his body kept speeding up, and every bone, joint, and muscle began making sounds. His height also increased out of nowhere.
After he finished practicing, the flow of blood and Inner Force through his body had reached an astonishing pace. Hao Shuai continued to assume the Dan Holding Sitting Posture, gathering himself and sinking into the stance.
In an instant, he guided his entire center of gravity, his surging blood, his endless Inner Force, and his vast Mental Power into his dantian. Even his soul, feelings, awareness, and perception converged on a single point.
That point was three inches below his navel, right at the center of his dantian.
Once all the essence, energy, and spirit in his body had gathered in his dantian, Hao Shuai's blood began to burn fiercely. Its powerful heat tempered his essence, energy, and spirit, removing impurities and leaving only the purest parts. Finally, all of it was compressed into a single point. His essence, energy, and spirit united as one, his essence hidden within and his sharpness concealed.
His bones cracked and popped all over, his blood surged like a river, and he looked several years younger. A layer of dark grime covered his body. Hao Shuai knew that he had finally entered the Dan Jin stage.
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