Chapter 425 - 379: The Strong Prevail over the Weak, the Dragon-Slaying Youth
Zhou Ping’an vaulted over the city wall, becoming a wisp of green smoke in his passage, and noticed several patrolling Police Security officers in the distance had not reacted at all, nor had they spotted him, prompting him to sigh involuntarily.
He thought to himself that the martial defense in Dongjiang was still a bit weak.
It could only defend against forces below Grade A, and facing an invasion of S-class strength was tantamount to having no defense at all.
There was no helping it.
Cultivating his own force was something that couldn’t be rushed and would need to be taken step by step.
The key was his own strength, which certainly needed a good boost.
As his consciousness sank into the space, he sensed the ten starlight twinkling beads on the thatched cottage’s table and felt a slight heat in his heart.
How many bones could one bead allow him to refine quickly?
Would it be five, or would it be six...
"I’ve only refined nine [Starry Bones] in my right hand, and although the strength in my grip and the bones’ resistance to shock have both increased several times, I have not formed a combined force, so the marvelous aspects within are still not being brought into play," he mused.
Looking down at his palms, he thought back to when he caught the strikes from the Ancient Tomb’s Ten Man General, his finger bones were completely unharmed, but his metacarpals and the bones in his palms had already cracked and shattered.