In the energy pool, Amodis's dragon eyes flickered. Flames danced in her beautiful eyes, and her eyes seemed to be dyed with a layer of color. She was breathtakingly beautiful.
Her delicate body exuded a strong aura that lingered around Hayashi River's nose, stirring up the deepest desire in his heart.
"Is this the aura of courtship between the Dragon Race?"
Hayashi River's heart skipped a beat. He had some understanding of the Dragon Race. This aura could only be felt by other members of the Dragon Race.
He could sense that it was because he had soaked in the [Dragon Bone Blood Pool] with Captain Hai Long and absorbed the aura of the same Dragon Race, which was why there was such a resonance.
However, Hayashi River did not expect Captain Hai Long to be so straightforward.
"Army Commander, the profound meaning of the fourth level of the [Windmill Suppression Art] …"
Hayashi River calmed himself down and began to discuss the [Windmill Suppression Art] with Captain Hai Long. During their conversation, he mentioned the body structure of the Dragon Race and came to various conclusions. Sleeping with a Dragon Race woman for a few days would not be able to complete the fourth level, but it was possible to conceive.
"Bnehamin, you're so boring. Am I not pretty?" Leader Hai Long was speechless.
"I treat you as a friend and a good partner. If this relationship deteriorates, it will not be good," Hayashi River said.
"Alright, alright, I understand. The way you humans think is really different from the Dragon Race. Moreover, you are a mechanic, so inflexible and inflexible … "Captain Hai Long shouted.
Hayashi River shook his head and no longer argued about the issue of reproduction. He redirected the topic to the fourth level of the [Windmill Suppression Art].
"Army Commander, how about I improve the [Sea Dragon Set] to Six Stars in the future as an exchange?" Hayashi River offered such a price.
Captain Hai Long snorted. "You saved me, and I have successfully reached Realm Seven. Why do I need your reward? Am I that kind of Dragon Race … "
Then, without waiting for Hayashi River to say anything, Captain Hai Long said a paragraph of words. This was the ancient language of the Dragon Race. Hayashi River could not understand a single word.
However, there was a grand voice reverberating in Hayashi River's mind, and it was like the roar of a dragon, causing his mind to sway.
This was a special cultivation method of the Dragon Race. As the ancient Dragon Language rang out, strange characters appeared in Hayashi River's mind. They were all ancient Dragon Race characters.
Hayashi River didn't recognize a single word, but he could understand its meaning. Accompanying the dragon's roar, these ancient dragon characters seemed to be engraved in his mind, their meaning appearing naturally.
In an instant, Hayashi River's body began to tremble. The Psychic Force in his body began to operate in a frenzy. Then, as the ancient Draconic language rang out, the Psychic Force seeped into his limbs and bones.
Under such circumstances, the Psychic Force did not circulate within the body. Instead, it was like a hammer, forging the Psychic Force into the body bit by bit.
A moment later, half of the Psychic Force in Hayashi River's body was emptied. It fused with his muscles, bones, marrow, and organs.
This was a form of body-forging!?
It was completely different from the body-forging techniques that Hayashi River had come into contact with before. This kind of body-forging was incomparably violent and effective. With the ancient Draconic language as a medium, the Psychic Force and the body merged together, and they could no longer be separated.
Following this process, Hayashi River's body, which had reached its limit, was further enhanced. It was actually somewhat similar to the Dragon Race's body.
At this moment, Hayashi River's mind suddenly understood that this was the true meaning of the fourth level of the [Windmill Suppression Art]. Through a special method, the Psychic Force was continuously forged into the body, truly merging into one.
In this way, he could break through the limits of the human body, and build an incomparably solid foundation for his future martial arts.
Previously, Hayashi River had not been able to grasp this method, but he didn't know why.
Only now did he understand that Cromwell had used the Dragon Race's ancient body-forging technique to continuously forge the Psychic Force into the body when he was at the fourth level, breaking through the limits of the body.
"Hmph … Cromwell, that pervert, is not a proper mechanic at all. Back then, he tried to seduce our Dragon Race's ancestor, obtained the ancient Draconic body-forging technique from her, and then just left. He's really not a good person … "
After reciting the Draconic language technique, Captain Hai Long snorted coldly.
Compared to the people of the world who revered Cromwell, the few branches of the Dragon Race in the Eastern Continent did not have a good impression of the continent's madman.
In the past, in order to perfect the [Windmill Suppression Art], Cromwell not only cheated the peerless genius of the Dragon Race, but also cheated many rare materials from the Dragon Race's ancestor.
He was simply a scumbag who cheated money and women!
"I'm not from Cromwell's bloodline …"
Hayashi River opened his eyes and frowned. He felt a change in his body again, so he quickly closed his eyes and calmed his mind to experience the process of perfecting the fourth level.
Captain Hai Long snorted. Of course, she knew that Hayashi River was not from Cromwell's bloodline. The continent's madman's inheritance had not been passed down. This was a secret known by the Dragon Race and the Blood Spirit Race.
Back then, although Cromwell was a playboy, the women who were his true partners were only the Dragon Race, the Blood Spirit Race, and it was said that there was also a legendary Elf Race.
Therefore, the descendants of these three women still knew some things about Cromwell.
At this moment …
A sharp sound came from Hayashi River's body. It was like a drill was constantly drilling in his body, making his body stronger.
On the surface of his body, the Psychic Force was like a blade, moving wildly. His skin oozed with impurities, which was expelling the impurities.
At the same time, the mental energy in his body was also surging, forging into his body bit by bit along with the Psychic Force.
This kind of body-forging effect was raised to another level.
This also made Captain Hai Long dumbfounded. She knew very well about the body-forging effect of the Ancient Dragon Language. When she was 12 or 13 years old, she had used this method to temper her dragon body. When she was at Realm Four, she had obtained a physical body that was comparable to a peak Realm Five expert.
The reason why there was such an obvious effect was because she had pure Dragon blood. The body-forging effect of the Ancient Dragon Language could be multiplied by many times on her body.
If it were any other Dragon Race, the effect would be reduced by 30%.
This was also why, when she was 20 years old, she could challenge the older Dragon Race members among the younger generation.
As for the other races, it was not a matter of whether the effect was good or not, but whether they could endure it.
This kind of body-forging using the Ancient Dragon Language was something that had been tried a long time ago. If it was light, it would cause the body to bleed, and no one dared to try it again. If it was heavy, the body would directly collapse.
Cromwell's genius was to create a method to integrate the Ancient Dragon Language into the fourth level of the [Windmill Suppressing Mist Skill], making it break through the limit.
The limit here referred to the limit of the human body.
It could not be mentioned in the same breath as the limit of the Dragon Race.
The difference in physical strength between Cromwell and the ancestor of the Dragon Race was very obvious. According to the older generation, it was the difference of lying on the bed like a dead dog after a night of fun.
After creating the fourth level of the [Windmill Suppressing Mist Skill], Cromwell's physical strength had increased significantly, but in the eyes of the geniuses of the Dragon Race, it was only at the level of a wall.
Hayashi River's current situation was different. The extent of his physical strength was so strong that even Captain Hai Long was shocked. It was already comparable to the effect of body forging when she was 12 or 13 years old.
Not only that, at the same time that his physical strength was increasing, his Psychic Force was also changing. The Psychic Force that was constantly being depleted was being replenished by the surrounding energy, and after regenerating, it became full of sharpness.
The nature of this Psychic Force was actually changing?!
This was an effect that the Ancient Dragon Language Body Forging Technique did not have, and it was also an effect that the [Windmill Suppressing Mist Skill] did not have before. But, on this young man, it was clearly manifested.
Captain Hai Long was also a martial arts expert, and quickly understood that the [Windmill Suppressing Mist Skill] that this young man had deduced was even stronger than Cromwell's.
The reason for this was that the [Heart Wheel] that he had condensed should be very special …
"Cromwell's [Heart Wheel] is said to be more than one meter long, and has seven and a half lines. It is said that the lines are very special. Could it be that Bnehamin's [Heart Wheel] is even more special … "
Captain Hai Long's eyes flashed. While she was shocked, she was also thinking about one thing. If Bnehamin's physical strength was really as strong as she had expected, then wouldn't he be her ideal partner?
"What a good man …"
"A good man in all aspects, much better than that scumbag Cromwell …"
Captain Hai Long lay by the side of the pool and stared at Hayashi River without blinking. She occasionally recited the Ancient Dragon Language to maximize the effect of his training.
Ah … Meow … Master is being stared at by a female T-Rex …
The Blue Kitty woke up and felt the blazing Dragon Power. The little fellow squinted its eyes and lay there motionlessly. It did not want to be stared at by a female T-Rex.
The aura of the Dragon Clan was too strong. Although it could withstand it, it was still very uncomfortable.
After an unknown period of time, Hayashi River let out a soft whistle. His body emitted a series of humming sounds, as if there were rays of light shooting out. His body was crystal clear, as if it had been polished.
Finally, with the completion of the fourth level of the [Windmill Suppression Technique], he had also completed the fourth level of training.
At this moment, he felt that the power in his body was incomparably abundant. With a slight movement of the power, the Psychic Force seemed to emerge from his heart, [Heart Wheel], and other parts of his body. The amount of Psychic Force stored was many times stronger than that of an ordinary fourth realm expert.
Hu …
Hayashi River exhaled. Between his nostrils, there was a strong aura, as if the power was about to overflow from his body.
Suddenly, in the energy pool, Captain Hai Long, who had been observing, opened her mouth and spat out a ball of Dragon Breath. It turned into threads of Dragon Flame and blasted into various vital parts of Hayashi River's body.
In the next moment, the Dragon Breath and the Psychic Force fused together. The aura of the Dragon Force entered Hayashi River's body, causing his body that had just been forged to rise to another level.
Hayashi River immediately closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing. After a while, he opened his eyes again and nodded his thanks to Captain Hai Long.
"Bnehamin, you don't have to thank me. I also want to see how far your [Windmill Suppression Technique] can go in the future. If in the future, you surpass that bastard Cromwell, you can say that this technique is your own creation, hmph … "
"That bastard Cromwell, is his [Windmill Suppression Technique] an original creation? Perhaps the first three levels, but the last level does not rely on the unique skills of other races. Do you think that it's because he doesn't want to pass it down, or because he can't pass it down … "
Captain Hai Long said coldly, his words full of disdain.
Lin Chuan smiled and did not say anything. He still respected Cromwell quite a lot. As for his personal style, he would not comment on it.
Then, his heart moved. Did Captain Hai Long mean that he knew some clues about the fifth level of the technique?
"Not only the fifth level, I also know some things about the sixth level. But, after hearing it, Bnehamin, you may be very disappointed …" Captain Hai Long sighed.
To the outside world, this might be a top secret, but to the Dragon Race, it was not something to be proud of.
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