Power. A sense of pure, immense power filled every fiber of his being.
He had the distinct feeling that he could blast a hole clean through the castle wall with a single punch.
But this was only the most superficial of the changes.
The deeper changes concerned his perception of himself and the world.
Within his Dantian, the Qi Sea formed from his condensed Fighting Spirit was placid and still. It was like a deep lake, seemingly tranquil, yet containing an unparalleled reserve of energy.
With a mere thought, a wisp of Fighting Spirit rose from the Qi Sea, moving with the ease of a limb. It flowed swiftly and powerfully along his meridians, which were now several times tougher and wider than before.
This level of control was far beyond anything he could achieve as a Great Knight.
But the benefits of his breakthrough didn't end there.
His Spiritual Power also seemed to rise with the tide of his Fighting Spirit's qualitative change, and his senses grew sharper than ever before.
