In his own courtyard.
Jiang Ning clenched his fist and instantly felt the surging, substantial power within his body.
"Strong!"
"It feels like my strength has surpassed twelve or thirteen hundred pounds!"
He then stomped his foot.
Boom—
The ground beneath his feet immediately shook. Dust flew everywhere, and even the nearby trees swayed continuously, their leaves rustling.
"Truly strong!"
Feeling how his physique withstood the recoil of that force, Jiang Ning's face was filled with delight.
The next moment.
He bent down and casually picked up an ash-gray stone from the ground.
Then he clenched his fist, exerting force through all five fingers and his palm.
The muscles in his arm bulged like tree roots.
One breath later.
He opened his hand and saw that the ash-gray stone in his palm had now turned into a pile of shattered fragments.
As Jiang Ning spread open his right palm, the broken stones fell one after another onto the ground.
Whoosh—
He blew at his palm again, sending the white dust clinging to it scattering away and revealing his completely uninjured palm.
"Sure enough, I wasn't hurt!"
Jiang Ning smiled, then said, "Let's try again!"
Afterward.
He took a few more steps and arrived before a boulder weighing thirty or fifty pounds.
His five fingers curled inward, his palm forming a fist.
"Break—"
Jiang Ning let out a low shout.
His right fist shot out instantly, erupting with tremendous power.
His fist was swift as the wind as it slammed heavily into the stone before him.
Boom—
With a thunderous crash.
The thirty- to fifty-pound boulder before him exploded instantly, fragments of stone spraying everywhere.
Feeling no pain in his fist, Jiang Ning turned it over toward himself.
Whoosh—
He blew hard again. The dust on his fist was blown clean