Feng Liusi lifted his two arms, the left one in front and the right one behind. They naturally formed a bizarre position above his head, similar to a unicorn fairy, or like a bird's beak, or the protruding incisors of a rodent. The surging red steam wafted behind him like a gauze skirt, and a giant vulture with a wingspan of several meters manifested dimly. The position of the bird's beak overlapped perfectly with Feng Liusi's arms.
At that overlapping moment, a momentum that was already huge became even more exaggerated. Visible air vortexes spread out centered on Feng Liusi, stirring up waves of scale-like spray on the lake surface.
At the center of the spray, the previously about one meter seventy-five slender old man had transformed drastically. His gray fabric upper garment was pushed open, solid and swollen muscles squeezed out inch by inch. A ferocious healing scar runs from the left waist to the right shoulder.
