Half an hour passed...
An hour passed...
Amid the howling wind outside Yang Ji's body, there was a faint sound of a ferocious, cold, and bloodthirsty tiger's roar, which became louder and louder, and finally resounded through the mountains and forests.
After a few hours, Yang Ji's boxing skills gradually reached the essence of "Taihe Demon Tiger Fist", forming a hazy giant shadow of a demon tiger outside the body that wanted to choose people and devour them. The speed of absorbing this essence also reached the extreme.
Streams of residual essence from fallen stars are constantly fused with the blood, and then transported to the whole body along with the blood, nourishing and strengthening Yang Ji's bones, internal organs, body cells, and flesh.
Yang Ji's strength suddenly increased bit by bit at an astonishing speed, and he firmly moved from the tenth level of breathing to the first level of martial arts.
As time passed slowly, Yang Ji could feel that his bones and muscles were becoming denser and more powerful. Yang Ji was completely addicted to the pleasure of this increase in strength.
"As long as this growth rate can be maintained for one day, plus the two months of surplus time before the martial arts examination, I will definitely be able to successfully reach the martial arts realm before the examination!"
Yang Ji secretly clenched his fists.
This was the first time that he absorbed energy so happily and greatly improved his strength. He was both excited and nervous at the same time.
Yang Ji didn't expect much energy to remain in the underground of this meteorite crater, but as long as he could survive one day, it would be an incredible gain, exceeding the months of his normal training.
Before you know it, night falls and the mountains and forests become silent.
Yang Ji has completely forgotten about time, immersed in this precious improvement in strength.
Chapter completed!