Chapter 57: The Art Of Apology
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"even if I pouch an iron wall, I won't feel anything since I've got Jade Skin," he reasoned with a grim, and casual brutality. "So, just punch away. And Kick like a horse. Elbow through a wall." The technique would push his physical frame to its absolute limit, a limit that was currently astronomical thanks to his protective skill.
To him It was more than just a new skill; it was a state of kinetic genius. It was like knowing how to fight without actually knowing how to fight. The movements, and the angles. perfect distribution of weight and force. it would all be instinctive, flawless. It was a physical library of combat knowledge instantly accessible to his muscles. It was Muscle memory. but not his memory. It was the system's perfect memory channeled through his protected vessel. That's why he didn't get an overload of information like the All Swords Master technique.
Yin Zhe had a determined ZNNNG of resolution.
