"Uh..."
Wen Xingtian frowned. "You compressed it just like that? But... hammering it? What were you thinking?"
Just thinking about it made Wen Xingtian break out in a cold sweat. With such an extreme method, if Zuo Xiaoduo hadn't had such deep reserves, such resilient meridians, and inhumanly spacious ones at that... no, that wasn't right!
Even with all that, he should have exploded several times over by now!
From ancient times to the present, who had ever dared swing a hammer inside their own Dantian?
All that crap about a thousand hammerings and a hundred temperings forging flawless steel-that was simply asking to die faster!
It was like practicing saber techniques inside your own brains!
Yet this fellow had swung a sledgehammer inside his own Dantian, pounding and smashing wildly, and actually hammered out a miracle like this!
Wen Xingtian could rack his brains to pieces over this and still fail to understand it.
Because a person's meridians and Dantian absolutely could not withstand that!
They couldn't withstand it under any circumstances!
Yet right before his eyes stood a living example of someone who could!
This left the widely experienced Wen Xingtian somewhat bewildered. He felt his worldview slowly crumbling...
"I came up with the idea of hammering it myself... wasn't it because I couldn't compress it any further toward the end...?"
Zuo Xiaoduo felt rather wronged. "Once I compressed it to about a tenth of its size, it wouldn't budge no matter what I did. But it was still essentially mist, so how could it refuse to compress?"
"By chance, I once saw a senior craftsman using an exquisitely refined forging method, hammering steel a hundred times and gold a thousand times. When I really had no other options, I made myself a hammer and copied what I'd