Chapter 239: The Power of Endurance: Maverick Walken

Crack, crack, crack... Gordon Yale yawned and stretched lazily, loosening his joints. His whole body popped like beans tossed into a hot pan. Especially his legs-the moment his lower limbs finished tempering, he not only sensed the surging blood and the boost in strength, he also felt the raw power coiled in his legs. By his estimate, the strength in his legs had tripled. Power flooded through his lower body as if it were bottomless, and he felt lighter by the moment. He shifted his stance,...