A Good Romance
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The effects of the Crouching Bell Fruit began to take effect.
Ling Han guided the effects and circulated them within his body.
Boom, his ninth meridian was rapidly being widened.
Logically speaking, the Crouching Bell Fruit should be consumed when one was at the peak of nine meridians. That way, the ferocious medicinal effects could be used to open meridians. Otherwise, because this step was the most difficult, it was highly possible that the medicinal effects would not be sufficient to open the tenth meridian.
Ling Han did not care about this. He only wanted to break through to the peak of nine meridians. Even if the medicinal effects were used up and he could no longer open the tenth meridian, he only needed to wait until the next morning to cultivate again, and he would definitely be able to push open the door to the tenth meridian.
He was full of confidence in this.
His ninth meridian was rapidly expanding. It had long been opened, but it was far from being widened to the limit.
The medicinal effects were so fierce.
Ling Han thought. It was as if there was a primordial beast hiding in his body, constantly ramming against it. He felt as if his body was about to explode.
However, the more ferocious the medicinal power was, the faster his cultivation level rose. As it continued to attack, his ninth meridian was soon expanded to its limit, and he began to feel intense pain.
Alright, he thought, and began to explore the tenth meridian.
The power in his body was like tentacles, but this power was too violent and not gentle. Ling Han was very injured, and he continuously coughed up blood.
Thankfully, in less than a minute, Ling Han found the tenth meridian. Boom, there was a new outlet for the power, and it immediately surged in violently.
Come on, come on.
Ling Han was as steady as a rock, absorbing the power and guiding it to the tenth meridian.
Boom, the tenth meridian was forcefully opened. This was the Hand Yangming Large Intestine Meridian, starting from the left index finger and ending below the left eye.
Not only was it opened, but the medicinal effects of the Crouching Bell Fruit had not completely dissipated. It surged back and forth a few more times before finally ending.
Ling Han stood up, full of anticipation.
He was now at the tenth meridian, and could release force.
With a single thought, power surged within his ten meridians, gathering and fusing, forming some kind of indescribable qualitative change. Ling Han raised his right hand and pressed forward. "Pu," a table lamp that had been placed on the table immediately toppled over.
It's done.
Ling Han smiled, but he didn't dare to use too much force in the room, so he walked out.
There was a combat room at the bottom of the ship with a dynamometer inside. He had already inquired about this a long time ago.
When he arrived, he saw five men sparring. The youngest was only twenty years old, while the oldest was around thirty. All of them had ten meridians.
After seeing Ling Han, the two young men immediately nodded at Ling Han and said, "Vice-captain Ling."
The other three men were much more arrogant and pretended not to see anything.
Ling Han was suddenly appointed as the vice-captain by Lian Xuerong. This naturally made many of the older members unhappy. How could a nine vein disciple ride over their heads?
They didn't dare to protest to Lian Xuerong, but it was impossible for them to have any respect for Ling Han. It could even be said that they were filled with enmity.
Ling Han smiled and nodded at the two who greeted him. As for the other three, he didn't plan on paying attention to them for now. As long as he showed his strength, there was nothing he couldn't handle.
Seeing that Ling Han didn't show any expression, and only walked straight past them, the three warriors who were filled with hostility instantly revealed expressions of disdain.
Tch, a coward who didn't even have a temper in the face of such provocation. How was he fit to be their vice-captain?
"I really can't accept this. A mere nine meridians can be our vice-captain. You have to know that the minimum requirement to enter the Black-Green Banner is ten meridians. What kind of bootlicking did this kid do to the Banner Captain?"
"Haha, we'll find out after we challenge him."
"That's true. If we beat him up, this kid should know when to retreat and resign from the Banner Captain."
"Which of our captains didn't fight their way to the top with their fists?"
"Eh, this guy wants to test his strength?"
"Let's wait for him to finish before we challenge him."
The five of them stopped sparring and walked over one after another.
Ling Han arrived in front of the machine and stood three feet away. Generally speaking, this was the maximum attack range for a ten meridian king.
Alright, come.
He didn't use any techniques and just punched out.
His fist clearly didn't hit the machine, but the surging power still blasted forward and smashed into it.
On the dynamometer, the numbers kept flashing and finally stopped.
"Damn!"
"F * ck, my eyes must be playing tricks on me!"
"How is this possible!"
"Damn you!"
On the dynamometer, the number "91,000 Jin" was extremely eye-catching.
The limit of ten meridians was only fifty thousand jin, and the limit of eleven meridians was seventy thousand jin. There were indeed geniuses who could break through this limit, but ten meridians could at most reach sixty thousand jin. Eleven meridians could reach eighty thousand jin.
Ninety-five thousand jin of strength, this was almost the limit of twelve meridians.
Ling Han must have broken through, or he wouldn't have been able to release his strength. This was the effect of the Crouching Bell Fruit. But Ling Han should have just broken through as well, yet he already had strength close to the limit of twelve meridians.
How could they believe this?
"Hey, didn't you say you wanted to challenge the new vice-captain?" Someone nudged the warrior who had said he wanted to challenge Ling Han.
The warrior's mouth twitched. He wanted to dig a hole and bury himself in it.
Although he was also ten meridians, his strength was only fifty thousand jin. Compared to Ling Han, this was almost double his strength. Challenging him would only result in humiliation.
One had to know that all techniques were useless in front of absolute strength.
"What a monster."
"Super monster!"
"It wouldn't be strange for such a monster to be captain, much less vice-captain."
The five were completely convinced. Ten meridians was already so strong. What about eleven meridians?
No, no, no. As long as he reached the peak of ten meridians, his strength would probably exceed fifty thousand jin. Apart from the distance he could release his strength, he was not inferior to any twelve meridians.
Ling Han hesitated for a moment. He discovered that the distance of three feet was not the limit of his power. He retreated a few more steps and stood six feet away, preparing to throw a punch.
"Eh, what does he want to do?"
"Punch from six feet away!"
"Ten meridians strength can be released to a maximum of ten feet, but at this distance, the force is almost zero, no different from a light breeze."
"What does our new vice-captain want to do?"
The five warriors were all curious.
At this time, Ling Han punched. Bam, the dynamometer was activated again.
"Ninety-two thousand jin!"
"Heavens, what is going on? Not only did his strength not decrease, it actually increased!"
"If he doesn't use any techniques, his strength will indeed fluctuate. But punching from six feet away from ten meridians, his strength did not decrease at all!"
"Am I dreaming?"
"Monster, without a doubt, this guy is a monster!"
The five warriors looked at Ling Han in awe. Was this really a person?
End of Chapter
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