Chương 62: The New Blacksmith Master

The next morning when Ou Yangming awakened, he felt refreshed.

He headed to his courtyard to practice the martial-art squat for half an hour, where he clearly felt an enormous change in his body. The essential Qi of a Force Grade Class Four martial artist was insignificant among many soldiers, but it was not the worst.

Other than the Guards under the command of the generals from different camps, if Ou Yangming fought a normal soldier, he could simply go head-on without using skills and without wearing any equipment. Moreover, he could easily have the upper hand due to this abundant Qi and blood.

The light at the center of his Dantian circulated and it was no longer the size of a bean as it had increased many times into the size of a baby's fist.

Of course, it was just a vivid metaphor. If someone actually opened his stomach to look, one would definitely not find a light source the size of a baby's fist.