Zhan Yun asked Zhuang Zhuang again, "Zhuang Zhuang, how do you feel?"
"Very good!" Zhuang Zhuang replied.
Zhan Yun knew that Zhuang Zhuang's intelligence wasn't high, and he might not be able to describe his feelings.
Therefore, Zhan Yun changed his way of questioning, "Zhuang Zhuang, does your hand hurt after making an attack?"
Zhuang Zhuang shook his head, "No pain."
"Then, does this move have any techniques for exerting force? What I mean is, how do you circulate mana to let such vigor be emitted from your fingers?" Zhan Yun asked.
Zhuang Zhuang shook his head again, "No, I just point wherever I think of pointing."
As he spoke, Zhuang Zhuang extended his finger and lightly touched, and as a flash of Buddha light shimmered from his fingertip, a surge of vigor shot out, directly punching a deep hole into the stone wall.
Think of a place and point there? Zhan Yun and Ye Lingyun exchanged glances, seeing the shock in each other's eyes.
