With another bang, the stone bed cracked and crumbled. But when he looked at the two results, the difference was clear.
The first bed, where he had used Blood Qi, had shattered into hundreds of small, fine pieces, while the second bed only broke into larger, uneven chunks.
Ram stood there, comparing both, a smirk creeping onto his face. "So, this is what Blood Qi can do... however the amount of soul power required seemed to be very large and it also takes more time to gather enough blood qi."
"Well, it seems I need to learn some martial arts techniques, that can use blood Qi" he pondered with his hand on his chin, but soon he remembered that Sid was also a Martial Artist, and he might have some.
Through the experiment he found that Blood Qi didn't just add any additional power— but it refined it, focusing and enhancing the impact of his punch.
