56 Fishy

Shi Tian was laying on the floor for nearly 20 minutes until he finally regained enough strength to lift his right arm up. The strain and tension that was exerted to create the 10-ton force punch had placed quite a burden on his body.

Even now, his right hand was still trembling, a clear definition of him being powerless to command such force yet.

"It seems like my strength needs to be raised as well. Otherwise, I'm just going to be a sitting duck after utilizing this move every time." Shi Tian muttered softly, and a bitter smile flashed on his face. 

The more he fought and the more things he was able to experience, the more he realized how powerless and weak he was. If he encountered monsters that are immune to guns or grenades, then wouldn't that mean he would be dying every time.