Chapter 543

A Good Romance

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In Ling Han's heart, there was a continuous stream of comprehension, causing him to be unable to contain his joy.

He was definitely an extremely intelligent person. The fact that he could become the Alchemy Emperor in his last life was proof of this. Moreover, this was on the basis that he did not have the guidance of anyone else, yet he was still able to obtain such achievements in alchemy. Wasn't this shocking?

Now, he applied this kind of comprehension ability to martial arts, and wholeheartedly pursued the pinnacle of martial arts.

Inside his body, there was an earth-shattering change happening. It could be hard and soft at the same time, combining both hard and soft. This was something that could be said with a flip of the tongue, but it was really, really difficult to achieve.

Because everyone was already used to their current state, but it was very difficult to break a habit. Moreover, to make one's body stretch like the Blood Sucking Origin Gold and possess flexibility, this was a kind of qualitative change.

Break one's ego, and reshape one's ego.

In his Dantian, the tiny figure of the Spiritual Infant sat on guard, solemn and dignified, forming one mysterious seal after another. The Indestructible Heaven Scroll had long since been branded on the seal, and now the Spiritual Infant was developing the secret technique, coordinating from the inside to promote Ling Han's transformation.

After an unknown amount of time, Ling Han stretched out the index finger of his right hand, grabbed it with his left hand, and gave a sudden tug.

If it had been in the past, under his strong tug, his right arm would definitely have stretched out along with it. But now, a strange thing happened. His finger actually became thinner and thinner, and the tugging force was reduced by more than half.

However, after the index finger was stretched to a length of one foot, it could not be stretched any further. This was the limit.

A smile involuntarily appeared at the corners of Ling Han's lips. He had succeeded, he had finally succeeded!

Although it was still far from reaching the level of the Blood Sucking Origin Gold, it was still an improvement, a very big improvement.

Again, again.

Ling Han was no longer just sitting down. He was continuously waving his arms and kicking his legs. At first, it was very normal, but slowly, the distance between his punches and kicks was actually getting further and further.

That was his body stretching!

Ling Han's eyes lit up. This was not as simple as dispersing the force, but rather, it could give rise to a completely different battle style.

Others would think that one punch could only travel this far before being able to spit out Origin Power, but in truth, one could actually punch out a distance that was several times or dozens of times that, so it was naturally impossible to defend against.

Moreover, if his fists and feet could stretch out endlessly, then wouldn't any battle become a close-quarters battle? One had to know that he had cultivated Body Arts, so his physique was comparable to rare metal that was one tier higher, and his brute force was also very terrifying. With these two added together, who could fight him in close-quarters?

However, Ling Han immediately discovered his limitations. Without being affected by external forces, the distance he could extend his body was really limited. This was like a spring. In theory, it could be stretched very, very long, but it would definitely be under the influence of an external force. Moreover, when the external force disappeared, it would return to its original state — unless it was torn.

Ling Han's original state was the most stable, so no matter how he changed, his body would instinctively and diligently return to this state.

What a pity.

Ling Han shook his head inwardly. If his body could change like the Blood Sucking Origin Gold under his control, then he would be able to develop a completely different battle style, killing everyone until they were dumbfounded.

He couldn't ask for too much.

Ling Han smiled. Now, he had already achieved a small success.

He went to battle that formation sword again.

Ling Han exited the Black Tower. Thankfully, the formation sword did not awaken by itself and attack him on its own. Otherwise, he would be in deep trouble.

"Come, come, come, let's battle again." He laughed loudly, and took the initiative to charge over.

Xiu, xiu, xiu, seven flashes of sword light shot out from the formation sword, slashing towards him.

Ling Han snorted, and his body continued to charge forward. He did not even use the Demon Fairy Step, allowing the seven flashes of sword light to hit him. Now, he wanted to use this sword to hone the "soft" side of the Indestructible Heaven Scroll.

Pu, pu, pu, in this way, the seven flashes of sword light naturally slashed him head-on. The clothes on his chest were instantly torn open, and as the sword light slashed downwards, Ling Han's chest was actually stretched backwards by three meters, two meters, fifteen meters.

And at this time, the power of the seven flashes of sword light was finally exhausted. Peng, Ling Han's chest bounced back, and his face was slightly pale. It was one thing to practice by himself, but to play so hard right from the start, he was somewhat unable to bear it.

"Three of my bones are still broken, and my internal organs are also slightly injured." He said inwardly. After all, this was a strike from the Formation Sword, which could be cut even after returning to the Deity Transformation Tier, but he took it head-on, so how could he possibly not pay a price?

But what made Ling Han happy was that this time, he didn't retreat in the slightest. He turned his body into countless particles, and the impact of the sword light was all dispersed by his upper body, so the lower half of his body naturally didn't move.

It could be done.

He surged with strong confidence that he could definitely subdue this treasured sword.

Again.

The Indestructible Heaven's Scroll circulated within his body. The Body of Diamond was known to be indestructible, and even if he was heavily injured, it could automatically heal. In merely a short while, his broken bones were already reconnected, as if he had never been injured.

He continued to attack, but after all, human strength was limited. After suffering too many slashes from the sword light, he had no choice but to retreat in the end, or else he would really be cut in two.

Yet the smile at the corners of Ling Han's lips grew wider and wider. His comprehension in the aspect of "gentleness" was becoming deeper and deeper. Every attack was an improvement, and the injuries he suffered were also becoming lighter and lighter.

He learned to use more particles in his body to disperse the force he had to endure. In fact, it wasn't as simple as pulling himself up, but he could also expand to the left and right.

Previously, he had only turned himself into a spring, but now he was like a ball of dough, and not only could he expand in one direction, but he could also expand in any direction.

Thus, when his chest was once again struck by the sword light, his whole chest could be seen to expand like water, turning into a sheet of paper. It was incredibly thin, yet it was able to disperse at least 90% of the attack it had received in this way.

At this time, the tough side of the sword also showed its power. A mere 10% of the sword's power wanted to injure his physique?

Pa, his body bounced back, and returned to its original state.

Ling Han's face was slightly pale. This time, he really wasn't injured, but the state he had been in previously wasn't his normal form, and would cause him a great deal of pressure.

The transformed form couldn't be maintained for too long, or else it would also collapse.

He thought so, and then laughed in spite of himself. If he could endlessly pull himself up, then wouldn't he be able to easily receive even the attacks of Shattering Void Tier elites?

There was a limit to one's strength, and this was in line with the Dao of Heaven.

He shook his head, his gaze once again fixed on the Formation Sword, and said with a smile, "Within three moves, I'll definitely subdue you!"

Xiu, the Thunderclap Ninth Heaven was unleashed, and he charged out again.

Peng, peng, peng, peng, sword light blazed like fire, slashing madly at him.

Ling Han was unafraid. Every part of his body swelled up, dispelling the attacks he received. He didn't retreat even half a step, and instead stretched out his right hand, forcibly extending a distance of three meters.

After receiving three rounds of sword light attacks in a row, his hand finally grabbed onto the sword hilt.

Hong, a terrifying killing intent instantly rushed into Ling Han's consciousness.

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