Thunder Stomp

Inside the hall, Davion saw many shelves where colorful jades were kept. He approached them and found that each shelf contained different types of spiritual arts. They were formation spells, attacking spells, defensive spells, footwork spells, and lastly the hardbody skills.

"Damn, I didn't know that a middle-grade sect would be so terrifying. They have so many spells. Not only that, there are arts belonging to almost all the elements," Davion had his mouth wide open.

"If only I was stronger, I would have recorded all these arts inside my panel," He sighed.

"Maybe in the future, I might be able to do so." He had a wicked smile thinking about it.

"Let's forget about it. First of all, I need to find a spiritual art that would overcome my shortcomings?" He racked his brains and finally came to a decision.