Wu Zong: the Master of Weapon Refining at the Body Quenching Level

Three ribs were broken and most of his spiritual veins were broken. He lay in the woodshed waiting to die. But there are eight hundred years of secret weapon refining skills in his mind. Outside the door, they were congratulating the geniuses on the seventh level of Body Tempering. He lowered his head and looked at his hands - this mess was enough to shake him up.