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Boom—
Another collision.
Facing the impact of the Six-Armed Divine Descendant's punch, Jiang Ning was once again sent flying heavily.
He crashed into a tree thick enough to embrace, which snapped in two with a crack.
Jiang Ning's figure stopped there.
"Feels good!" He clenched his fist.
Feeling the power surging from within.
He was very satisfied in his heart.
The creation of the Xuan Bone had brought the metamorphosis of his body to an end.
He could clearly feel it.
His body's strength had increased by about twenty percent.
Twenty percent might not seem like much!
But in reality, it was a lot.
An increase of twenty percent was enough to dominate his past self in combat, leaving his old self unable to catch a breath.
Just like with ordinary people.
If there is a twenty percent difference in strength.
Fighting solely with brute force, the outcome would have no suspense.
It would be easy to knock down the opponent.
