Prodigy!

'Let's not worry about this for now. Since I can sense my meridians, I'll cultivate first.'

Ling Han was very big-hearted. He laid down the doubts in his heart, and focused on punching. More power surged into his body and circulated in his meridians.

This meridian was very sluggish, as if it contained many impurities. However, every time power surged through it, it was as if a plow had been used to clear it.

Ling Han discovered that his meridian was actually so small and filled with impurities. Under the repeated clearing, many impurities were brought out, and his meridian was also slowly becoming wider.

Suddenly, he realized that there was no longer any power surging into his body. No matter how he punched, he couldn't enter this state again.

'What's the reason?

'Eh, so dirty!'

He realized that there was a layer of black substance on his hands, and there was even a fishy smell.