Lin Bei pondered. "If I can master a compatible ancient martial art power, I should be able to increase its power by at least a hundred times. The power of the sun and moon in my body should be able to match it. Wait, no, that dagger just now!"
At the thought of this, Lin Bei suddenly came back to his senses and turned to look at the residue of the dagger that he had shattered with a punch. In the residue, there was a faint power of light flickering.
"This power… is not low-level."
Lin Bei pondered and said, "Although it's not as powerful as the power of the sun and moon, in terms of grade, it should have reached the level of the power of ancient martial arts."
Thinking of this, Lin Bei's eyes lit up.
If he could refine this power of light and master it, he would have another ancient martial art power!
The only pity was that he lacked the corresponding Breathing Technique and was lacking in power.