748 Barely Under Control

Letting out a slow breath, Di Tou slowly retracted his fist and looked at the calm stream in front of him. 

It had been roughly a week since he had arrived in the clearing and started practicing. At this time, although he hadn't managed to get perfect control of his strength, he had managed to slowly restrain his strength to the point where it could be partially controlled. Like a toaster, he could go high, medium, or low power, but in between, that was all up to fate. His physical strength, which in a way had become his strongest regular asset in the short term due to his overflowing Spiritual Sense and lacking techniques, meaning a loss of efficacy in his attacks, had finally come to a point where he could use it without worrying about killing either himself or others on accident.