The Divine Dao Alchemy Emperor
Chapter 644
The poor man; not even a curse was heard from him now, as he could barely breathe now.
If he did not run, he would be struck with a whip, and not only would it cause heartache, it would even numb his entire body, so he could not even breathe. But if he ran, the lightning here was really too frightening, which made him very tired, and he was now completely covered in sweat like rain. He almost fainted from exhaustion.
In terms of stamina, he was only slightly superior to others; how could he survive under such torment?
"Body Art is really very important." Ling Han nodded inwardly, instantly feeling that it was not a loss that he had spent so much time on the indestructible Heaven Scroll and Nine Dragons Tyrant Art; if he wanted to become a truly outstanding elite, he would have to achieve perfection in every aspect.
Otherwise, you might look insulting in this situation, but in other situations, it would end up for you; what kind of elite is that?
"Don't hit me again!" He's really going to be a dead dog now. He looked like he was taken from the water as his entire body was covered in sweat, and even his clothes became wet.
But he did not even have time to curse, and could only continue to run away without end.
"You're telling me not to hit, and I have to obey? Who do you think you are? ”Ling Han asked calmly. Does everyone think he has no temperament? On the other hand, if he, who had been an Alchemy Emperor in his last life, really wanted to shoulder his burden, it would be an even greater anger than anyone else.
Pa, pa, pa. the whip hit a series of consecutive blows.
The man started spewing blood — not because he was whipped, but because of his excess stamina, and his excess circulation.
"Yes, isn't this Li Yuan Ming?" There were three people who were resting for a while ahead, and when they saw the man, they stared blankly at first, thinking of where this beggar came from, but when taking a closer look, they stared blankly, they found it was actually someone familiar.
"Sister Chao Heng! Brother Chao Heng! ”When the man saw the speaker, he instantly felt as if he had seen his savior. He hurriedly jumped up, and almost cried out of his excitement. "Sister Chao Heng, save me!"
One of the three people, a tall and sturdy man stood up, and gave way for Li Yuan Ming to duck behind him. He then raised his hand to catch the whip, and said calmly, “Young people, anyone can make a mistake; you have to forgive them if possible. Don't be so happy to lose your own mind! ”
There was actually lightning also circling his hands, but it was not white. Instead, it's blue.
Pa, the whip fell, and the sturdy man held it. The blue-colored lightning instantly crept up the whip, heading to attack Ling Han.
Ling Han left the whip, and stood up with his hands placed behind his back.
At first glance, it seemed clear that the sturdy man was superior because he had forced Ling Han to abandon the whip. It's normal. He was a high-level Infant Spiritual Tier cultivator, and in terms of Origin Power density, it was clear that he had more advantages.
However, strength and battle prowess were two different things.
Ling Han's battle prowess was better demonstrated through his use of three Mystic Powers, an Indestructible Heaven Scroll, his sword techniques, ten Spiritual Flowers, and his powerful physique. If he were to contend with an Infant Spiritual Tier cultivator with brute strength, it would really compare his weakness to the strength of his enemy.
Previously, Li Yuan Ming had been subdued by the lightning in this area, but this sturdy man himself had the alignment of Thunder, and was naturally unaffected. On the other hand, there was an increase to his battle prowess.
"Kowtow and apologize to Brother Yuan Ming, and I can save your life," the sturdy man said. His voice boomed, like the sound of thunder.
Although Li Yuan Ming was internally very displeased, and preferred to kill Ling Han, it was already very good of his acquaintance to help him. It was not appropriate for him to ask for too much. After all, he was one of the powerful members of this generation of adult Zhao Clan. Thunder Hand, Zhao Chao Heng, was far superior to himself, both in terms of reputation and status.
Ling Han smiled calmly, and said, "You're not even familiar with the ins and outs of the story, but still ordered me to kneel down and apologize. Really tyrant! ”
"So what if I'm a tyrant?" Zhao Chao Heng asked coldly.
So, he definitely had to get her out of this predicament.
"Then we will fight!" Ling Han was not afraid, and raised his fist. He was just playing around when he waved the whip, so how could he possibly show his true level of battle prowess.
Zhao Chao Heng laughed out loud, and said, “You can suppress Brother Yuan Ming just because this is the lightning area, and thus you gain a natural advantage. However, I am also Thunder-aligned. In that case, the level of cultivation would be the deciding factor! I'm at the Spiritual Infant Level, and furthermore, I'm at the ninth layer, so what do you have that allows you to go against me? "
"… From my point of view, I think you are in the ninth layer of the Chattiness Sect!" Tease Ling Han. “If we fight, then let's fight, but you're still noisy. Tell me, what else can you do other than in the Chattiness Sect? ”
Zhao Chao Heng's expression darkened. He casually threw the whip back at Li Yuan Ming, and gripped his hand. Pa, pa, pa, the sound of his knuckles cracking was endless, and the entire muscles of his body were trembling, indicating that the strength of his physical body was staggering.
Ling Han nodded internally. They were both from powerful parties, and both were at the peak of the Spiritual Infant Tier, but Zhao Chao Heng was a dozen times stronger than Li Yuan Ming.
It was because even in a party with Heaven Tier level power, their resources would still be limited. Thus, these resources could only be concentrated on the development and nurturing of clans that possessed extraordinary natural talent. As a result, even though Li Yuan Ming's cultivation level had reached the Infant Spiritual Tier, his battle prowess was terrifying.
This Zhao Chao Heng cannot be underestimated.
Ling Han also stretched out his tendon. A crack that sounded like thunder rang out from within his body. Moreover, it was even more astonishing than Zhao Chao Heng, and the sound was enough to make one's heart explode in their chest.
… The two of them developed the Body Art, but the Nine Dragons Art came from the Twelve Palace Halls, and was clearly in the Eternal Grade. Wasn't that admirable enough, and enough to suppress all other types of Body Art in quality?
Zhao Chao Heng's expression changed slightly. He cultivated the Body Art, and knew very well what astronomical sacrifices to make in order to cultivate the Body Art at the same time as normal cultivation. First, there were not many Body Art Techniques. If one were to cultivate a low quality Body Art, it would be best not to learn in the first place, as it would be a waste of time and energy.
Second, once their physique was formed, the need for natural treasures would be too high, and the further they advanced, the higher their needs would be. Even for a feast with Heaven level strength, they could only choose around five clans each generation to nurture.
But this young man was clearly younger than himself, and had a lower cultivation level than himself, yet had surpassed himself in the Body Art. This was something he could not accept.
Could it be that he came from an even stronger party?
This was the first time Zhao Chao Heng felt that this was a troublesome matter. Perhaps he had actually caught the hot potato with his distraction this time around, but now that everything had progressed so far, he could no longer retreat, and could only grit his teeth and continue.
"Move!" Said. "You're only at the Blooming Flower Level, so I'll let you make the first three moves. You can choose to step back from a difficult situation. I'm only asking you to apologize to Brother Yuan Ming, and this matter will be considered finished. ”
Unknowingly, he had already conceded, and no longer demanded Ling Han to prostrate and apologize. Ling Han just had to apologize so that he could keep his pride, and that would be fine.
Yet Ling Han smiled coldly; why should he give her face?
The face is not something that should be given by others, but it should be obtained by one's own strength!
With a long whistle, he fired an attack at his opponent, and said with a smile, "If you allow me to make the first three moves, I'm afraid you won't have a chance to make your own moves!"
"Heng, I said I'll allow you the first three steps, and I will. Me, Zhao— shit! ”Zhao Chao Heng's expression changed drastically. Ling Han delivered a punch, and an image of a dragon about 30 meters tall appeared. It was pale gold in color, and there was lightning wrapped around its entire body, which made for an extremely frightening sight.
He hurriedly raised his fist in a counterattack. Too strong, he's really too strong. If he really let Ling Han make the first three moves, he would be completely oppressed by the latter, and he would absolutely have no chance of coming back again.