"Don't tell me this kid is..." Watching Jun Wangchen rub back and forth against the round stone, the Charm Heavenly King could barely stand the sight.
This was the Mythic Heavenly Palace's assessment. Every Probationary Member was on edge, striving to become an Official Member.
Yet from climbing the Heavenly Ladder to snatching the Leopard's wooden tag, and now rubbing the round stone, Jun Wangchen looked as though he had come to play. There was nothing remotely serious about him.
It was as if becoming an Official Member of the Mythic Heavenly Palace meant little to him.
While the Charm Heavenly King puzzled over his behavior, Jun Wangchen stopped rubbing the stone in the pool, his eyes lighting up. "Finally found its weakest point. Now I just need to strike that spot with internal force, then use Lingering Melodies to direct the sound waves into the stone. That should destroy the little red stone inside."
He disliked wasting effort on grueling work. Applying enormous force to make the round stone roll forward was simply too much trouble, not to mention exhausting.
Even if each push sent it rolling two or three meters, he needed to reach sixty meters to pass. That meant pushing at least twenty or thirty times and expending considerable stamina.
He might as well destroy the little red stone inside. Then it could no longer weaken the force he applied, and pushing the round stone would be as easy as rolling a cart.
Having decided, Jun Wangchen wasted no time. He held both hands flat before his abdomen, his internal force surging from his Baihui point straight through the Ren and Du Meridians. His energy coursed through the acupoints throughout his body, then reversed its flow, taking the shape of sword light.
His gaze sharpened. The sword-shaped