A light bulb went off in Qian Jin’s head as he recalled the devastating presence of the avalanche. If he could make his chops have that kind of presence and devastate enemies in such a way, then he could almost always win against enemies of a similar rank to him.
“It doesn’t matter if it’s [Cut Tree Eight Strikes] or Beast Fighting Techniques. Even the Qian and Kun Fighting Technique from the Qian Family have taken ideas and inspirations from nature. Could I take something from this avalanche?”
Qian Jin murmured to himself; he squinted his eyes subconsciously and quietly stared at the snow that buried the passageway, as well as the snow mountains that had collapsed. He tried to recall the scene of the avalanche. While he was running away from it, he felt like the sky was falling down. He wanted to grasp onto the devastating sensation and become inspired, but he couldn’t really get anything useful out of it. However, the apocalyptic scene was deeply seared into Qian Jin’s mind.
