Almost in an instant, Su Tu's physique became thin directly.
Immediately after, the muscles on his body squirmed slightly, as if reshaping his body. In a few blinks, Su Tu's body filled up again.
The muscle form wasn't exaggerated, but showed an extremely perfect state, with every inch of muscle protruding and its sharp angles just right.
It was like the most perfect sculptor had meticulously crafted it.
If observed with a microscope, it could be found that Su Tu's muscles were trembling with a very weak amplitude, as if they were breathing.
At this moment, only Su Tu was clear about the state of his physical body.
"If the Middle Tier has such control, I dare not imagine what it'd be like after reaching the High Tier."
Su Tu swept his gaze over his own body with admiration and couldn't help but speak up.
