The World-Shaking Hegemony

The meridians are blocked and the spiritual energy is insulated. Everyone regards me as a disgrace to the family and a useless snack. He can only use his body as a weapon, and even if the huge boulders press down on his body, his flesh and blood will not stop. During the family competition, I punched the Qi Refining monk into the ground. The whole audience was stunned, and he actually lay on the ring for more than half a month. My father asked tremblingly: "Pan'er... Where did your brute strength come from?" I looked at the bronze gleam disappearing in my palm and clenched my fist slightly. Ancient physique, immortal fighting body. What I practiced was never useless physical skills.