A Good Romance
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In Ling Han's heart, there was a continuous stream of comprehension, which made him 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 that. Moreover, this was on the basis that he did not have the guidance of anyone, yet he could still obtain such achievements in alchemy. Wasn't it shocking?
Now, he put this kind of comprehension ability into Martial Art, wholeheartedly pursuing the pinnacle of Martial Art.
Inside his body, there was an earth-shattering change happening. It could be hard and soft at the same time, combining hard and soft. This was something that could be said with a flip of the lips, but it was really, really difficult to achieve.
Because everyone was already used to their current state, but habits were very difficult to break. Moreover, to make the body stretch like the Blood Sucking Origin Gold and have elasticity, this was a kind of qualitative change.
Break oneself, reinvent oneself.
In his Dantian, 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 it, and now the Spiritual Infant was developing the secret technique, coordinating from the inside and promoting the change in Ling Han.
After an unknown amount of time, Ling Han stretched out the index finger of his right hand, grabbed it with his left hand, and suddenly pulled.
If it was in the past, under his strong pull, his right arm would definitely be stretched out, but now, a strange thing happened. His finger actually became thinner, and the pulling force was mostly dissipated.
However, after the index finger was stretched to a foot long, it could not be stretched any further. This was the limit.
A smile involuntarily appeared on Ling Han's lips. Success, he finally succeeded!
Although it was far from the level of the Blood Sucking Origin Gold that could change as he pleased, it was still an improvement, a very big improvement.
Again, again.
Ling Han was not just sitting, he continuously waved his hands and kicked. At first, it was very normal, but slowly, the distance of his punches and kicks was actually getting farther and farther.
That was his body stretching …
Ling Han's eyes lit up. This was not as simple as dispersing the force, but it could also give rise to a completely different battle style.
Others thought that one punch could only reach this far before being able to spit out Origin Power, but in reality, one could punch several times the distance. Naturally, one could not guard against it.
Moreover, if his fists and feet could stretch endlessly, then wouldn't any battle become a close-range battle? One had to know that he cultivated a Body Art, and his physique was comparable to rare metals that were one tier higher. His brute force was also very terrifying. With these two added together, who could fight him in close-range?
However, Ling Han immediately discovered his limitations. Without being affected by external forces, the distance he could extend his body was limited. It was like a spring. In theory, it could be stretched very, very long, but it must be under the influence of an external force. Moreover, when the external force disappeared, it would return to its original state unless it was broken.
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 in his heart. If his body could change under his control like the Blood Sucking Origin Gold, then he would be able to develop a completely different style of battle, killing everyone until they were dumbfounded.
He couldn't ask for too much.
Ling Han smiled. By now, he had already achieved a small level of success.
He went to battle that formation sword again.
Ling Han exited the Black Tower. Fortunately, the formation sword didn't self-awaken and attack him, or else he would be in trouble.
"Come, come, come, let's fight again." He laughed loudly and charged over.
Xiu, xiu, xiu, seven flashes of sword light shot out from the formation sword and slashed towards him.
Ling Han snorted and continued to charge forward. He didn't even use the Demon Fairy Step, allowing the seven flashes of sword light to hit him. Now, he wanted to use this sword to sharpen the "soft" side of the Indestructible Heaven Scroll.
Pu, pu, pu, in this way, the seven flashes of sword light naturally slashed him. The clothes on his chest were instantly torn open, and as the sword light slashed down, Ling Han's chest actually stretched backwards — ten meters, twenty meters, fifteen meters.
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 couldn't bear it.
"Three bones are still broken, and the internal organs are also slightly injured," he said inwardly. After all, this was a strike from the formation sword, which could be destroyed even if he returned to the Deity Transformation Tier, but he took it head-on, so how could he not pay a price?
But what made Ling Han happy was that he didn't retreat an inch this time. 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.
He could do it.
He surged with strong confidence that he could definitely subdue this treasured sword.
Again.
The Indestructible Heaven Scroll circulated within his body. The Body of Diamond was known to be indestructible, and even if it was heavily injured, it could automatically heal. In just a short while, his broken bones had already healed, as if he had never been injured.
He continued to attack, but human strength was limited after all. 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 split in two.
The smile at the corners of Ling Han's mouth grew wider and wider. His understanding of "gentleness" was becoming deeper and deeper, and 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 dissolve the power he endured, and it wasn't as simple as pulling himself up, but also expanding to the left and right.
Previously, he had only turned himself into a spring, but now he was a ball of dough, and not only could he expand in one direction, but 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, extremely thin, yet it was able to disperse at least ninety percent of the attack it received in this way.
At this time, the hard side also showed its power, and a mere ten percent of the 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 was in earlier wasn't his normal form, causing him great pressure.
The transformed form couldn't be maintained for too long, or else it would also collapse.
As he thought so, he immediately 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 will definitely subdue you!"
Xiu, the Thunderclap Ninth Heaven was unleashed, and he attacked again.
Peng, peng, peng, peng, sword light blazed, slashing at him madly.
Ling Han was fearless. Every part of his body swelled up, dispersing 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 consecutive rounds of sword light attacks, his hand finally grabbed onto the sword hilt.
Hong, a terrifying killing intent instantly attacked Ling Han's consciousness.
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