"Sensitivity drug?"
Su Hao thought of a possibility.
He used to be a pharmacist. Although his level wasn't high, that didn't hinder his understanding of pharmaceutical knowledge. Sensitivity drug belonged to one of the top ten special drugs. In the past, he and Zhang Zhongtian used Dullness drug to alleviate the pain from the black market strengthening drug.
These drugs were relatively special, and ordinary people wouldn't think of them at all.
Ascetic Monk.
The standard to measure talent was based on pain. In other words, it didn't matter how much energy Su Hao had to spend. The pain suffered by the talent holder was the most important! If Su Hao's strength was shocking, but the monk wasn't injured at all, his talent wouldn't play a role.
However, if there was a sensitivity drug …
A casual hit could cause terrifying pain, and correspondingly, it would bring terrifying strength to the monk!
"No wonder he became so strong."
Su Hao finally understood.
This Ascetic Monk's talent was really heaven-defying, but Su Hao wasn't happy at all. The monk had clearly said that the more pain one endured, the more strength one would gain.
Su Hao would never think that it was that easy to bear.
A physical collision was already extremely difficult. If the sensitivity drug was added … According to Su Hao's judgment, the amount of sensitivity drug taken by the monk was definitely not low.
"This is what a madman is!"
Su Hao was shocked.
Even if he believed that his perseverance was amazing, he wouldn't dare to bear such pain, let alone under the influence of the sensitivity drug. Looking at the monk's indifferent expression, it was obvious that he had long been accustomed to such pain. Such a terrifying opponent was a headache for everyone.
Boom!
The monk attacked again.
His strength was amazing!
Being attacked by a force that was dozens of times stronger than oneself was definitely not a happy thing. Even if Su Hao fully unleashed his hidden strength, in front of the monk, he could only take a beating. A powerful force comparable to a level three world esper was definitely not something the current Su Hao could contend with.
"It should be fine as long as I hold on."
Su Hao gritted his teeth.
His talent was too heaven-defying!
Su Hao believed that Tyrant's power had a time limit. As long as he could hold on for a while, he would be fine. However, Tyrant clearly didn't give Su Hao this opportunity. His attacks became more and more violent. When Su Hao occasionally fought back, Tyrant had to endure all of them.
He did not resist at all!
As long as it wasn't a one-hit kill, he wouldn't die. His battle with Su Hao had actually made him stronger after he was injured!
This was the terrifying aspect of the Ascetic Monks.
As long as he started, he would not be able to stop. His attacks became more and more ruthless, completely ignoring Su Hao's attacks. His own battle prowess also increased by a large margin! Su Hao had no idea where to start.
If he didn't make a move, the monk would only push him harder.
Make your move … Tyrant did not resist at all. Instead, he borrowed Su Hao's strength to accumulate damage for himself. His expression was as calm and cold as usual.
"Is he even human?"
Su Hao cursed inwardly.
The monk was too calm! Scraping his bones to heal his wounds was just child's play for him! No matter how much pain he suffered, the monk's face still didn't show any signs of being moved. It was as if the one who was injured wasn't him at all. Or perhaps the drug he gave him was a drug to eliminate pain.
Those who played religion were all madmen!
Without any surprise, Su Hao gave the monk a position. However, no matter what, his subordinates were retreating in defeat, retreating in defeat! Retreating! Retreating again!
"Puff ~"
Su Hao was once again blasted away.
Blood splattered everywhere.
Su Hao awkwardly landed on the ground. It had been a long time since he suffered such a heavy injury. However, the monk in front of him was still standing in front of him. Origin Avatar was ineffective! All origin techniques were ineffective! Even the God Theory that Su Hao had been relying on was probably ineffective against him.
This monk was simply a hedgehog!
"No wonder he's so arrogant."
Su Hao bitterly said.
So what if he was strong? His opponent didn't even care about his attacks! Instead, all of Su Hao's attacks became a source of strength for him.
The Rule Force derived from a grade S talent turned out to be so terrifying!
Is this the essence of Rule Force?
Su Hao clenched his fists. He had to think of a way! Otherwise, he might not even have the chance to escape this time and would be blasted to death by this guy in front of him. No matter how fast he was, in front of this monk who was dozens of times stronger than him, he didn't have much hope at all. He had to think of other ways.
Rule Force derived from a grade S talent, is it really that strong?
Su Hao didn't believe it.
A grade S talent is indeed strong. Even in a world esper's battle, Su Hao believed it. However, to directly leap from level one world esper to level three, and there was even the threshold of World Force, this was a bit too strong. According to Su Hao's experience with grade S talents, once such a strong talent …
There must be some shortcomings.
As for the monk's shortcomings, what are they?
Su Hao's eyes flashed coldly.
Boom!
The golden light blasted away.
"Phantom Sprint!"
Su Hao's figure emerged, and he used a clone to avoid this monk's attack. His figure retreated rapidly, but the distance between him and the monk was getting farther and farther. Seeing this, the monk decisively chased after him. His speed was several times faster than Su Hao! This is the benefit of having a powerful strength, an all-round improvement.
"Weng —"
Red and blue light flashed.
Su Hao finally activated Illusion Reality.
Boom!
Boom!
After several consecutive attacks, Su Hao managed to dodge them all.
With the help of Synchronize Space and Illusion Reality, Su Hao was finally able to barely dodge, but he also knew that this wasn't a long-term solution. Although this monk wouldn't last long, this monk who had just obtained a lot of strength, as long as he could last longer than Su Hao, it would be enough.
The monk's pursuit was very fierce.
Quiet like a virgin, but moving like a mad rabbit. When this monk went crazy, he didn't care about his life at all. The violent force was like a waterfall pouring down. Su Hao's figure was like a small boat that could be destroyed at any moment. In this kind of crisis, Su Hao was looking for a glimmer of hope.
"There are only two ways."
Su Hao's mind flashed.
One is to kill in one hit. As long as he used a more powerful force to kill this monk, the Rule Force of this monk would become a joke. It's just like using four taels to push a thousand jin. You can push back a thousand jin, but what about ten thousand jin? However, Su Hao estimated that he didn't have such strength.
Monk's defense wasn't bad, but it was useless.
If he used all his strength, there was no doubt that Monk would face the attack head-on and bear the remaining damage. If he didn't die …
That would be a greater disaster.
The second method was to find the monk's weakness.
How could a grade S talent have no weakness?
Su Hao's eyes were cold. Looking at this crazy monk in front of him, in addition to the time limit, there must be other flaws. For example …
Su Hao seemed to have thought of something, and his eyes lit up.
How much pain did he have to endure?
Although it was a meaningless phrase, Su Hao seemed to have understood something. This monk's talent was indeed heaven-defying, but what was the reason for Monk to be so powerful?
Sensitivity drug!
If it was a normal monk's talent, it would be a 1: 1 exchange of pain. At most, it would be 1: 2, 1: 3, and 1: 3.
The reason why Tyrant was so strong was also because the sensitivity medicine had amplified his pain, making him stronger. This meant that it was easier to obtain great power, which was also the reason why Tyrant could step into the 3rd level so quickly. But, did this mean something else?
Pain tolerance limit!
Assuming that 100 units of pain would grant 100 units of strength, Monk would be able to cheat and increase the limit of pain. As long as he dealt 10 units of damage, he would be able to gain 100 units of pain. In other words, he would be able to gain 100 units of strength.
However …
What if this limit was exceeded?
No matter how strong Monk was, there would still be a limit!
Thus, what if he exceeded the limit of grade S talent? The amount of pain a human could endure was limited. After the monk shared the pain, it would be even more terrifying! Originally, the difficulty was lowered by many times. If he suddenly suffered from intense pain, would he collapse because of it?
Su Hao pondered.
"Boom!"
A punch brushed past his body.
Leaving a bloodstain on his face, Monk wouldn't give Su Hao too much time to think. After Su Hao reacted, he didn't hesitate to make a move.
Pain?
This was his only chance!
"Boom!"
His strength shook.
Su Hao rushed forward and fought with Tyrant. However, instead of saying that it was a battle, it was better to say that he was being abused. Su Hao's current strength was too far away from Tyrant's. However, even though he was covered in blood, Su Hao didn't retreat. His eyes were still cold.
"Benefactor, it's time to end this."
Monk lost his patience.
"Boom!"
Golden light flickered.
This time, Monk condensed a terrifying attack around him and charged toward Su Hao. If it hit, Su Hao would be crippled even if he didn't die! They weren't on the same level. However, unexpectedly, at this time, Su Hao, who suddenly appeared in front of Monk, emitted a bright light from his hand …
"Swish!"
"Swish!"
A dense number of silver needles burst out.
Monk was shocked. Previously, when he saw Su Hao explode a level four Shadowless God Needle, he thought that it was Su Hao's trump card. However, he never thought that this young man would actually throw out nearly a hundred Shadowless God Needles. That was a level four boundary spirit. Are you kidding me?
"You're courting death!"
Monk's tone was cold.
He lost all his patience.
Although he could gain strength through pain, it was only temporary. He wasn't a masochist. Who would like to suffer more pain for no reason? However, Su Hao's counterattack before his death, at least that was what he thought. It was simply nonsense! Is he trying to drag him down with him before his death?
"Get lost!"
Monk pointed his finger in the air, dispersing the surrounding noise.
When he was about to return, he saw that these silver needles didn't shoot straight at Monk. Instead, they scattered in the air and headed toward different parts of his body. According to Monk's shallow medical knowledge, he could see that these needles were all his pain points.
Seven orifices, chest, hips, and even his crotch!
"Huh!"
For the first time, Monk, who always boasted that he wasn't afraid of pain, had a change of expression. If these level four boundary spirits were to shoot in these places …
Su Hao's idea was very simple.
Since you want to feel good, I will let you feel good to the climax!
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