Inside the courtyard.
Gu Sheng was practicing his punches.
Using the pretext of needing to recover from his injuries over the past few days, Gu Sheng shut out all distractions and focused entirely on practicing at home. No one disturbed him, and he was completely at ease.
At this moment, Gu Sheng was bare-chested, his physique agile. Sometimes he surged like a tiger, other times he stood firm like a mountain. The artistic mood and imposing momentum fluidly shifted on his body—the realm of Iron Stone Fist had reached an astonishing height!
Not to mention Gu Jingang and the others—even the creator of Iron Stone Fist would be shocked to witness this scene.
After slaying a fierce tiger, Gu Sheng's aura transformed yet again. A sudden insight seemed to dawn upon him, and Iron Stone Fist gained an even more ferocious and domineering quality.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
