A Good Romance
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Compared to the increase in strength, what was a little bit of pain?
Had Ling Han ever lacked this kind of training along the way?
The second fruit entered his stomach. Boom, the terrifying energy once again transformed into a huge wave, wreaking havoc in his body.
Ling Han held fast to his heart and used the Monkey King's method to guide it.
Middle stage, late stage, peak stage. It was a crucial moment again.
Ling Han sensed the eighth meridian. His body trembled slightly, and he had already crossed over.
"Ugh." He still spat out a mouthful of blood. Under the frenzied energy, the eighth meridian was opened in an incomparably violent manner. Naturally, it caused his internal organs to riot.
However, the power of the precious fruit was also used up.
The first fruit had pushed Ling Han's cultivation level to a whole new level, but if it was the second fruit, it would be slightly weaker than the previous level.
There was no helping it. The energy needed for eight meridians would definitely far exceed that of seven meridians.
Ling Han looked at the last fruit. Could this help him break through to nine meridians?
He plucked the last fruit without hesitation and ate it. Boom, a third tsunami appeared in his body.
Middle stage, late stage, peak stage.
At this time, the energy tide had already calmed down and was no longer as turbulent.
Then, it immediately turned to calm.
It was just a little bit off.
Ling Han felt that it was a pity. If this fruit still had that little bit of power, he would be able to go with the flow, sense the ninth meridian, and advance to nine meridians in one go.
Huh?
He started, because he sensed that there was energy drifting around him. It had been almost zero before, but now it was boiling.
Ling Han suddenly realized that it was time for the sun to rise.
Good.
He continued to use the Monkey King's method, drawing upon the mystical power of heaven and earth around him to open the ninth meridian in his body.
Ten minutes later, Ling Han's body shook. The ninth meridian had already been opened. Energy flowed in like a trickle, filling this meridian.
Nine meridians, formed.
Now, his progress was extremely slow. After all, he was only drawing upon the power of heaven and earth, unlike the precious fruit. The precious tree took root and absorbed who knew how much mystical power of heaven and earth, condensing in the fruit. Suddenly exploding out, of course, was incomparably fast.
However, true cultivation was accumulated over a long period of time. Could it be that there were treasured fruits to eat every day?
Half an hour later, Ling Han stopped. He could no longer sense the mystical power between heaven and earth. Naturally, he could no longer cultivate.
He stood up and swept his gaze across the surrounding houses. He wanted to explore. There might be medicinal pills left behind from ancient times. If he took them one by one, would they be able to directly send him to the upper twelve meridians?
It didn't matter if he advanced too quickly. He could calm down and carefully temper his body when he was at the twelfth meridian. Once he was incomparably stable, he could charge into the next great realm.
Although he didn't know what the next great realm was, he believed that there must be one.
He took a few steps forward. He was only four to five feet away from the nearest house, but an incomparably alarming omen suddenly rose in his heart. If he took another step forward, he would die.
Based on his previous experience in researching formations, his expression couldn't help but change.
The power of this formation increased as it got closer to the house. So, if he had only been slashed to the point of vomiting blood before, then the next attack might have directly cut him in half.
With his current strength and attainment in formations, it was too much of a stretch.
Ling Han nodded. He could only give up now. When his strength was much stronger, or his attainment in formations had increased, he would come back and try again.
He turned around and looked towards the exit.
Li Zhangdan was still sitting there with a sword in his hand. His gaze was incomparably fierce.
His two calves had been cut off. This naturally hurt his heart. And what supported Li Zhangdan to wait for so long was naturally his hatred towards Ling Han.
He wanted revenge, revenge, revenge.
Seeing that Ling Han was finally walking towards him, Li Zhangdan revealed a cold smile.
You're finally so thirsty that you want to go out, right?
What can three fruits do? Can they quench your thirst? Can they quench your hunger?
Come, die!
Ling Han walked over. He had already seen through the formations in this area. Therefore, he walked easily and calmly as if he was walking on flat ground. Soon, he was less than six feet away from Li Zhangdan.
However, he couldn't release his force. Even if he was this close, Li Zhangdan didn't dare to act recklessly. In front of him was the formation area, and there was a terrifying danger.
"You've been guarding here. I believe you're not going to escort me back to the sect, are you?" Ling Han smiled.
Li Zhangdan suppressed his anger and said indifferently, "No."
"You want to kill me so badly?"
"Yes!"
"Can you?"
"Of course!"
Ling Han nodded and walked towards Li Zhangdan. "Then come and try!"
Swoosh, a sword light flashed. Li Zhangdan struck out and stabbed at Ling Han's chest.
He actually wanted to stab Ling Han's throat, but because his legs were broken, he didn't have enough height. Therefore, he could only stab at Ling Han's chest.
Ling Han punched out to meet the longsword.
Li Zhangdan couldn't help but sneer. Did this brat think that just because his legs were crippled, his strength was also crippled?
Fine, I'll break this guy's arms first!
But just as the sword was about to collide with Ling Han's fist, Ling Han's arm inconceivably twisted and turned into a fist, striking at the blade of his sword.
Peng, the fist struck out, and there was a huge shockwave.
The longsword was tilted to one side, and naturally, it lost its aim and couldn't stab anything.
Li Zhangdan felt a pain in his hand, and the sword almost slipped out of his hand. He couldn't help but be shocked. Just how much strength was needed?
"You!" He looked at Ling Han in shock, and felt his mind in a mess.
Ling Han smiled indifferently. "Without enough strength, how would I dare to ask for guidance from Senior Brother Li?"
"It's those three treasured fruits!" Li Zhangdan understood. Ling Han had eaten those three fruits before. They must have been too precious, and that had allowed this guy's strength to increase by leaps and bounds.
"That's a good guess." Ling Han bumped his fists together. "Li Zhangdan, I don't think I've ever provoked you, but you first sent Zheng Tongfeng to lure me to the casino, and then had Rui Yuanliang and the others frame me, all because I might threaten your status as a Dao Child!"
"Isn't that enough?" Li Zhangdan said through gritted teeth, his face full of malevolence.
Ling Han shook his head. "Your view is really pitifully small. The world is so big, and as long as you have strength, you can rise up anywhere."
"Then why do you want to steal my position as a Dao Child?" Li Zhangdan roared.
"Steal your position?" Ling Han couldn't help but laugh. Had this position been reserved for Li Zhangdan?
Forget it, this kind of person was extremely egoistic. What was there to say?
Kill!
Ling Han attacked, using the Demon Monkey Fist with boundless power.
Li Zhangdan couldn't move, so he slapped the ground with one hand to jolt his body up, and then adjusted his position. But in the end, he wasn't nimble enough, and Ling Han quickly closed in on him. In two or three moves, the longsword in his hand was sent flying.
Pu, Ling Han followed up with another punch, which landed on Li Zhangdan's chest. Immediately, a clear hole appeared.
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