Thinking back on the power of that punch, Luo Feng looked deep in thought and muttered to himself, "Four Sky Fire King's Arms. This probably has something to do with my physique..."
The first level of the Sky Fire King Fist usually only allowed the formation of two Sky Fire King's Arms, yet he had manifested four.
After some thought, Luo Feng could only attribute this to the fact that his Meridian Wheel was twice the size of an ordinary person's.
Shaking his head, Luo Feng decided not to dwell on the matter of the Sky Fire King's Arms. Regardless of the reason, being able to form four Sky Fire King's Arms significantly increased the power of his punches—this was undeniably good news for him.
HUM!
With a swipe of his finger on his storage ring, Luo Feng held a dark red wine jug in his hand, its mouth sealed with a cork. It was the Thousand Fierce Ten Thousand Poison Liquor, a secret brew of the Southern Forest Wild Tribe.
POP!
