Richard's condition had stabilized a little...
Alvin looked over Shang-Chi, who had suffered just as much, and sized him up...
That earlier, magnificent roar of his had shaken the entire Namtso Salt Lake.
But Mountain Shaker was a body-tempering art passed down from ancient times.
Without an extremely abundant supply of energy, an ordinary person's body simply couldn't handle the strain.
Meditation took energy, and the longer it lasted, the more energy it consumed.
Shang-Chi's physical foundation was already at the pinnacle of human ability!
And he'd never stopped taking things like Dragon Bone Wine. These days, he could drink it without even losing his hair...
On top of that, an earlier dragon-blood bath had helped him activate Mountain Shaker, and that was what let him endure this meditation.
Richard's condition was a little worse, because Mountain Shaker had even started "burning" his flesh and blood...
But Shang-Chi wasn't doing all that well, either.
This morning, Shang-Chi had been full of energy. Now, his eyes were bloodshot, and his cheeks were so sunken he looked as if he'd gone a week without eating...
If he hadn't seemed to be in good spirits, Alvin would have wondered if he'd gone to Demon Hunter Bar to cheat with a Succubus...
Alvin pulled out a Purple Potion and shoved it into Shang-Chi's hand. He said irritably, "What kind of lousy martial art are you even training in?
Does this damn thing eat people?
Look, even Richard's lost weight..."
Shang-Chi irritably tipped the potion back like it was a drink and gulped it down. Then he tossed the empty bottle aside with a flourish and said, "Mountain Shaker really is incredible!
If my dad hadn't taught me how to cultivate my energy, I would've been done for back on the dragon's back!
Today's meditation