Seeing that he couldn't use a skill from the system anymore, Jayce let out a deep sigh, but he did not despair just yet. There was one other possibility that he needed to test before he could decide whether this was a blessing or a curse.
He once more held his right hand out, gathering his Qi within the palm of his hands. He began to try and convert the Qi into flames, the same way he would with mana. Yet no matter how much he sped up the friction of the Qi, nothing happened.
"F*ck!" Jayce cursed loudly, but in the next moment he almost slapped his own face.
He wasn't using mana anymore, so why should the same rules that worked for mana work for his Inner Qi? Perhaps there was another way of converting his Qi into the elements.
Jayce began to swirl the Qi within his palm, trying to think of possible ways he could achieve this. After a few moments he still didn't have any ideas, so he just decided to blurt out the word.
Last chap for the night. Jayce is now a Michelangelo sculpture...
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