C1144 No Delay

As Lin Yu threw his punch, rocks suddenly coalesced around his fist, enveloping his arm in a stony sheath.

It was an odd sight, yet the dust from the ground kept accumulating around Lin Yu's arm.

One would expect such an arm to be cumbersome, but that wasn't the case. His arm grew in unison with the rocks.

The rocky layer made his arm as nimble as a mechanical limb.

With the rocks encasing it