In the courtyard.
Jiang Ning clenched his fist.
He immediately felt a change in his body.
His strength had clearly become stronger.
Merely clenching his fist allowed him to distinctly feel that the power he could unleash had risen to a higher level.
"The transformation of my skin layer, tough as copper, has added a few hundred pounds to my strength; now my power should be nearing two thousand pounds!"
He muttered to himself.
Then, he picked up a piece of broken stone from the ground, held it in his palm, and exerted force.
Crack—
The sound of the stone shattering echoed in his hand.
A few moments later.
Jiang Ning opened his right hand to see only a pile of white powder remaining in his palm.
Huff—
A fierce breath exhaled from his mouth, instantly swirling the white powder into the air, revealing his palm as smooth as new.
There wasn't a single scratch on his palm.
