"Gasp—"
At that moment, although Ye Lingchen was overjoyed, his arm had to suffer. The great pain caused him to take a deep breath.
Right then, his arms limped beside him in great pain, almost losing all other feelings in his arm. Although his arms looked fine from the outside, his meridians were almost all torn up.
'Damn, I was too impatient,' Ye Lingchen lamented internally. After all, he had only just begun training his advanced level Arhat's Fist Force. Using it all of a sudden was like forcing himself to move a rock that was beyond his ability to move. Even if he moved it, it would be very taxing.
He took a deep breath and regained his composure.
