The next day.
Monday the 20th.
There are two days left before the Martial Arts Conference begins on the morning of the 22nd.
10 a.m.
Not far from the bottom of the waterfall.
Chen Sheng stood on a stone only big enough for his feet, enduring the torrent of water from the waterfall.
At this height.
Chen Sheng felt as if he were standing still with a heavy boulder pressing down on his head, while bouts of ice-cold penetrated his bones, numbing every nerve.
Fortunately.
He was not completely unprepared.
Having just drunk two bowls of Spirit Medicine Soup, heat emanated from his abdomen, combating the invading cold.
And...
[Chen Sheng]
[Strength: 16.3]
[Agility: 17.2]
[Constitution: 16.2]
[Skill Points: 21.7]
[Eagle Body Breathing Technique Lv2: 270/20000]
After training last night and this morning.
Strength increased by 1.2
Agility increased by 1.3
Constitution increased by 1.1
