Boulder's eyelids twitched wildly. What kind of bizarre method was this?
He knew Beauty Snake's capabilities well. She looked frail, but possessed a full sixty thousand jin of strength, and her instantaneous burst-force conversion rate was as high as sevenfold.
A single strike could even carry an impact of four hundred thousand jin!
He stared at the nearly four-meter-tall rotting giant and shouted gravely:
"Stop letting him pick us off one by one! This thing's methods are strange, but its strength and physical toughness are poor. Find an opening and smash its head apart!"
The remaining martial artists cautiously formed an encirclement and gradually closed in. Their blazing qi and blood scorched Zhang Fusheng until he felt a faint prickling pain.
Yet he stood there, unmoving as a mountain.
The Twelve Refinements of Martial Artists comprised the four great realms of skin, flesh, sinew, and bone. Beyond the vast difference in strength, every realm brought an evolution.
Three Refinements of Skin greatly increased the skin's toughness. Three Refinements of Flesh allowed the muscles to roll like tides, giving birth to qi and blood that coursed throughout the body.
And the Three Refinements of Sinew...
Zhang Fusheng could feel every great sinew within him like dragon tendons. With a single tightening and movement, how could his explosive power have merely doubled?
"If, before refining my sinews, I could use Tiger Roar Fist to turn a thousand jin of strength into five thousand jin of impact—a fivefold conversion—then now, it has tripled again."
"That is, fifteenfold."
He drew a deep breath. A visible white current streamed into his nose and mouth, and his great sinews abruptly tightened!
One step!
Like a collapsing bow launching an arrow!
Though the giant was nearly four meters tall, its figure moved like a ghost. One step