The moon rose above the treetops.
Splash ——
Waves splashed in the pond as a figure suddenly emerged from the lake.
It was Jiang Ning.
"Indeed!" Jiang Ning clenched his fist excitedly, feeling the power ready to burst within him, his heart leaping with joy.
At this moment, he could clearly feel that clenching his fist casually, compared to before, had become much smoother.
This state indicated that the toughness of his Great Tendon had noticeably improved.
"With this situation, it won't be long before I can truly step into the Martial Arts Seventh Grade."
"Entering the Martial Arts Seventh Grade, normally speaking, one can unleash a force three times as strong as during the peak of Eighth Grade."
"With my strength increasing by three times, I believe I can compete with most of the Martial Arts Seventh Grade."
Thinking of this, the scene of Cao Rong making his move that day involuntarily flashed through Jiang Ning's mind.
