"Damn!"
"This cultivation technique is simply impossible for humans to practice!"
His body was sore, numb, aching, and itchy.
Even Chen Shouyi, who could calmly open his own chest cavity and reach in to fix a broken rib, had his face scrunched up, continuously gasping, with an overwhelming urge to scream loudly.
He reached out to pat the knotted muscles on his body, slowly easing them.
Feeling the negative state of his body gradually dissipate, he exhaled deeply, releasing a scorching breath.
"I can't be distracted this time. I'll master the thirty-six forms first. Once I'm proficient, I'll integrate them with Horizontal Training!" Chen Shouyi pondered.
He rested for about a minute, took a deep breath, entered a deep meditation, and continued to practice the thirty-six forms.
This time, without distractions, the situation was better than last time, and he practiced up to the ninth form before his movements were interrupted.
"Progress!"
