A warm current flowed continuously in his abdomen like a flood, making Zong Shou sweat profusely, drenching his entire shirt.
Swallowing a Foundation Training pill was like swallowing a fireball. For an hour, his body felt like it was being burned in a furnace.
However, he didn't feel the pain, but instead quite happy. After the dirt and impurities in his body were excreted out by the medicine, he only felt really comfortable. Even the piercing pain that spread through his body wasn't that hard to bear anymore.
He still used the Spiritual Breathing Fist, strong winds moving around. His fist was like a dragon's roar, really overbearing and ferocious.
This set of fist techniques had a specialty, and if one's foundation and breathing weren't strong then naturally it would be weak. But once the two meridians were trained up, it would become really powerful and its strength was indiscernible.