The cold marrow in the copper vat felt like knives, Lin Chen's forehead veins bulged, and his teeth ground together with a grating sound.
The metallic taste in his throat surged like a saw scraping bones, and his internal organs felt like they were being refined in a cauldron of thunder and fire.
The experiences of the past two and a half years of martial arts training flashed through his mind.
In these two and a half years, although he had the benefits of the panel and the added effects of his Life Chart early on,
still, without enduring this hardship, even with the aid of the Life Chart, he'd at most be considered a small genius in Poyang County now.
To catch up with those noble offspring, relying on the Life Chart alone was not enough; he had to put in several times, even dozens of times, more effort, which included enduring hardship...
