C110 The Fourth Floor of the Reading Room
Tang Tianyuv exerted all his effort to control his zhen Qi, managing to split it into four streams that flowed into his index and middle fingers. But the needle-like zhen Qi was unimaginably sharp. He couldn't seal the streams back into his body in time. As they collided within and surged towards his left thumb, he heard four piercing sounds. The Qi burst uncontrollably from his fingertips