After studying all this, Zhang Ming murmured inwardly, Earthlings don't lack ways to attack. Using this ability to break through the human limit wouldn't be a bad choice.
Li Xianfeng hadn't broadcast this information without a reason. He must have run into difficulties and been asking what to do next.
Earth's current strongest fighter, Comrade Wang Fumin, had already learned the blood-clotting regeneration physique, but he still had no idea how to combine it with the Breathing Technique to break through his bottleneck. He could only seek advice from Old Zhang, far overseas, whose survival was anyone's guess.
Honestly, the Drifting Bottle took far too long to deliver messages: once every fourteen months.
Fourteen months was enough time for the world to change dramatically.
Nobody really knew what Old Zhang had been doing over the past year, or whether he was even alive. Li Xianfeng could only select some important information to broadcast.
"I've more or less learned the blood-clotting regeneration physique... Another week of practice and I should be able to use it proficiently, but it doesn't mean much to me. My high physique already gives me a slight ability to regenerate."
"Better than nothing."
After a whole night of research, Old Zhang stood up and stretched without thinking.
With his current physical condition, he only needed an hour of sleep a day, so he chose to take a short rest at noon.
"This year's Drifting Bottle should arrive soon, too. I wonder what it'll contain."
As the sun rose in the east, the sea of clouds rolled across the sky in wild surges. Pure white clouds took on a faint golden sheen, their colors shifting as the sun climbed higher, like a scene from an earthly paradise.
This was his second day in the Mysterious Zone.
Facing the