I Became the Youngest Disciple of the Martial God

Although I’d reached the battlefield I desired, I couldn’t say my situation was much improved.

After about a minute of fighting inside the snake’s mouth, I started to regret giving Calzark my Ring Sword.

Sigh...

I would’ve held on to it if I’d known this was going to happen.

My weapon of choice was my fists, not a sword, but a sharp edge was definitely preferred when I needed to conserve my internal energy.

The baseline attack power of a sword was on a different level from a fist.

Since my external arts and body still weren’t good, I needed to use all of my internal energy to face these snake bastards. Content originally comes from novᴇlfire.net

If I fought them with just my body, my muscles would be ripped apart and my bones crushed in an instant.

If I hadn’t been hit by Osel’s poisoned dagger and been able to convert its extreme yang energy into my own internal energy, I would’ve died already.