Bang bang...
Tang Ming had finished a dozen punches in the blink of an eye, but to his surprise, he discovered that the opponent's chest seemed like an iron board. His fists, instead of injuring the opponent, rebounded with a force that shook his own hands.
"Cross Training Martial Arts!"
After retreating several steps, Tang Ming exclaimed in surprise.
He had never expected that this seemingly skinny and frail Gu Cang would be practicing Cross Training Martial Arts, which mainly focuses on cultivating the body, including the skin, bones, and muscles to such an extent that at its pinnacle, one becomes impervious to swords and guns, virtually an undying cockroach.
Of course, even Cross Training Martial Arts has a vulnerable spot called the Covering Gate, and only the utmost cultivation level leaves no such weakness. However, it was evident that Gu Cang had not yet reached that highest realm.
