The trainees nodded and left with the Vice Head. Back at the stairway to the third floor, Zeke had finally been able to cross it halfway. His body was covered in cuts and bruises. But now, he was getting the hang of it. His Intent infused Hell Qi was circulating inside his meridians at furious speeds.
His injured body absorbed the Hell Qi to heal. Due to his wounds, it was absorbing much more than the usual 40%. Zeke immersed his mind into his body and observed the process. It was as if he was being forged into a two bladed swordstaff himself. The strangest part was, that he wasn't sitting cross legged and he was still able to circulate the Hell Qi. If he could master this ability, then he could much stronger, much faster.
