"Whoosh-"
His fist split the air, raising a short, piercing tearing sound, as though it had forcibly ripped a gash through it.
A fierce gust surged out along his fist, whipping up even the dust in the corner.
Hu Fangyuan stood rooted to the spot.
He looked at his hands and slowly tightened them.
His ten fingers curled into fists, his knuckles cracking with a metallic grinding sound.
"So this is... power?!"
He murmured under his breath, his voice carrying a tremor he could not quite suppress.
This strength was completely different from what he had possessed before.
Before, his strength had needed Gu worms to drive it and Soul Power to bolster it, and he would be left drained after a fight. But now, this strength seemed to have grown into him, something this body should have possessed all along.
Flesh, fascia, bones, and organs-the four aspects united, forming a seamless whole.
Hu Fangyuan slowly breathed out.
His eyes were perfectly clear.
It worked.
From this day forward, this body would be his capital.
He tidied up the secret chamber, put on his clothes, returned to his room, and had a good sleep. A night of combined refinement and drawing in Gu had exhausted too much of his mental energy, and he slept particularly deeply.
Early the next morning.
Sunlight spilled through the window lattice.
Hu Fangyuan was stretching his muscles and joints when he heard the call to assemble outside. Students hurried around the academy spreading the word that the first years were holding a year assembly on the sports field.
He casually pulled on his uniform and went out.
By the time he reached the sports field, it was already packed with people.
All five first-year classes were present.
Wu Changkong remained as cold and stern as