Zhang Xiaohua pondered for a while and the more he thought, the more he felt it made sense. Since Zhang Xiaohu's inner strength seemed to be more powerful after compression, then he should be able to do the same.
So, Zhang Xiaohua cast the magic spell, aiming the fusion technique at his middle chest where his inner strength resided. However, unlike the changes that happened in Zhang Xiaohu's chest with this spell, which spurred his inner strength into a rotation and compression, Zhang Xiaohua didn't feel any change in his genuine Qi. It was as if the spell had sunk into the sea without a trace.
"What..." Zhang Xiaohua was dumbfounded. "What's going on here?"
He pondered the matter for quite a while, even considering some possible negative consequences, but never did he expect that there wouldn't be any response at all. He tried desperately to cast the spell a few more times but to no avail. He eventually gave up, utterly puzzled as to why he couldn't do what Zhang Xiaohu could.
