Every inhale felt like the sea rushing into his chest, every exhale like a fierce retreating tide, taking with it the waste gases and fatigue within his body.
Fighting Energy circulated through his meridians, blood flow accelerated, his bones mildly heated, and his channels expanded like being forged.
This Breathing Technique wasn't fancy, but it allowed him to steadily improve every day.
The glow of the Fighting Energy within him brightened slightly. He opened his eyes, feeling relieved yet helplessly smiling.
"After several enhancements, my bloodline is no longer a useless waste, but... it can't be called top-notch."
He knew that to become a truly extraordinary knight, this pace was far from sufficient.
"Hopefully, someday the intelligence system will reveal some rare cultivation resources."
He gently exhaled, then closed his eyes and resumed meditation.
This time, it was Magic.
"Primordial Meditation Technique."
