The effects of the demon wolf meat began to take hold. Though the demon blood within this wolf was not especially pure, its flesh was perfectly suited for a martial artist like Gu Sheng, who was in the stage of tempering his skin.
Gu Sheng felt waves of heat rising within him.
Though it was deep winter and snow fluttered through the air, he felt a scorching heat, while boundless energy surged through his body.
"Hah!"
Gu Sheng let out a low cry and assumed his stance.
"Rolling Giant Stones!"
"Iron Fist Across the River!"
"Strength King Stone Toss!"
Move after move slowly unfolded. They appeared slow and soft, yet they carried the weight of mountains, while the force behind each fist contained surging, turbulent power.
The shift between training forms and combat forms took no more than a thought.
If he switched to combat forms, his attacks would become earth-shattering in an instant—fierce and tyrannical!
Gu Sheng's eyes shone brightly.
With the aid of the demon wolf meat, his energy was abundant, and he had never been in such excellent condition for practicing his fists!
The skin and flesh of his body swelled and trembled, sending waves of stabbing pain through him. It delighted him, but what delighted him even more was the strength constantly boiling and faintly transforming as his fist forms surged onward!
Iron Stone Fist minor mastery was within reach!
Gu Sheng immersed himself in his practice, again and again.
His fists were like towering mountains pressing down; his fists were like raging rivers rushing forth!
His sweat continually evaporated, turning into wisps of white mist that gradually thickened.
Then, at a certain moment.
Gu Sheng suddenly threw a punch. His strength surged explosively, like iron and stone being hurled, smashing into the wooden post