Chapter: 1194
The appearance of a thousand changes but not changing its essence caused a strange stir in Pyo-wol�s heart.
Ripples caused changes in thought, and changes in thought induced changes in the body.
Tingling! Tingling!
It felt like a lightning bolt was rushing through his veins.
His whole body was tingling.
It was not an illusion.
The core of the Thunder-Splitting Cultivation Method, which is the basis of Aguido, was lightning.
By using lightning to dramatically increase neural responses, it is possible to perform skills that others could not even imagine.
Lightning which was out of control was frantically stimulating his nerves.
The nerves were getting thicker to cope up with the lightning. However, there was a limit to the lightning that humans could handle.
The moment Pyo-wol�s nerves couldn�t stand it any longer and were about to burn out, a strange heat arose from his lower abdomen and gently wrapped around his nerves.
It was an energy that hadn�t been there before.
The miraculous aura contained in the sake he drank last night reacted to the stimulus inside his body.
Tingling! Tingling!
The lightning stimulated his nerves even more severely. In response, the sake�s energy made his nerves bigger and stronger.
A war was literally taking place in Pyo-wol�s body. But just by looking at his external appearance, no one would be able to tell what was going on.
At that moment, Il-gum who was beside him turned his head and looked at him.
A satisfied smile appeared on Il-gum�s wrinkled face.
�Some people spend their entire lives trying to learn this but end up not realizing it, but some people open the door just by looking at it once. Keke! This is why the world is unfair.�
Il-gum sat down on the bench and patted his back. And he looked at Pyo-wol.
Pyo-wol stood like a stone statue for a long time, looking at the sea of ??clouds.
It was unclear what exactly had happened to him.
However, it was certain that the realization, or change he gained here would take him to the next level.
It took a while for Pyo-wol to get out of his own world.
�Hoo!�
Pyo-wol sighed softly and blinked his eyes.
After a while, he came to his senses and said to Il-gum,
�Thank you for the grace you bestowed upon me. How can I ever��
�Grace is a piece of shit! Why do you talk about grace to me once you receive it? If you�ve come back to your senses, go down. This old man also needs his rest.�
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