The rebounding force came from Lian Youming channeling his own force into the thirteen people. Their muscles contracted and relaxed in response, as though he were plucking strings, and the residual force rippled through their bodies.
Though this force shared the same root and source, their previous attacks had differed, as had the parts of their bodies through which the inner strength entered. The resulting changes therefore differed, and so did the sinews and meridians resonating and trembling within them.
Fist, palm, finger, and claw techniques mostly involved the Three Hand Yang Meridians and Three Hand Yin Meridians among the Twelve Principal Meridians.
Lower-body kicking and footwork techniques involved the Three Foot Yang Meridians and Three Foot Yin Meridians.
Lian Youming gave Yan Lingyun, who was watching from the sidelines, a look, signaling for them to leave first.
Once the others had left and the doors were shut, the training room became a completely enclosed space.
The force from earlier could only serve as a guide. Once withdrawn, it would rapidly fade like water without a source.
What came next was the main event.
Standing in the middle of the room, Lian Youming suddenly pursed his lips and inhaled. He glanced around, his eyes shining, then abruptly opened his mouth wide.
"Roar!"
A deep tiger's roar instantly swirled through the enclosed space, rising and falling, shaking their eardrums.
The roar contained the Golden Bell Cover's secrets of qi circulation, concealing part of the rhythm of its surging internal breath. It could replenish the fading force and make the muscles and bones of all thirteen resonate with it, allowing everyone to grasp its mysteries as quickly as possible.
This way, although each person gained only part of the Golden Bell Cover's capabilities, their forces shared the same root and source and