Rise of the Good-for-Nothing in Another World

Murong Qing practiced his punches and the hand gestures for summoning spiritual power over and over in the woods behind the mountain, all alone. From dawn until noon, he finally gave in to exhaustion and sat down on a tree trunk to rest. As he drank the water Mo Ran had prepared for him and gazed at the vast woods, Murong Qing fell into deep thought.