The fruit of Hot Sun Grass was very sweet. It melted into the sweet juice instantly in Zhang Yan’s mouth and flew into his belly. Suddenly, a huge amount of pure natural gas and rich blood-qi burst out from his belly and spread to all the parts of his body along with his meridians. But his injury was so serious that most of his meridians and ribs were broken, so he could not be fully recovered at once.
He immediately turned the Asura Change on to absorb and transform those natural gas, extreme yang as well as the blood-qi, meanwhile, to repair the injured meridians and his own body.
The fruit was indeed natural precious medicine, containing numerous powerful yang and bloody-qi, forming good effect. The injuries within Zhang Yan’s body was recovering at a fast speed. Like a dying newborn dry grass suddenly encountered a downpour, his vitality was restoring quickly.
At the same time, his cultivation was also growing at a rapid rate. Flush emerged on his pale face gradually. Due to the burning of blood-qi, he became extremely thin and skinny. But with the operation of Asura Change, his body was getting fat like a ball was blowing up.
He devoted himself into displaying the Asura Change under a tree to absorb the pure natural gas of the fruit of Hot Sun Grass and ignored everything that happened in the world. The only thing he could do now was to treat his own injuries and recover his body. Otherwise he would die, let along Fatty.
When he was practicing, the purifying lotus in his knowledge ocean was whispering to itself, "Such strong recovering ability and fighting power! This kid must be the offspring of the legendary race, and the martial arts he practices must be the treasure of that race. It seems that his identity is not simple!"
"Is the body skill he practiced is the so-called Immortal Body? His physique is like the Immortal Asura! If not, even the holy medicines cannot save his life. But he was so unique that even if his bloody-qi and spiritual energy were burnt out, he could still recovery quickly. Except for the Immortal Asura, what kind of other physiques possess such a strong recovery ability?"
The lotus was trying to figure out Zhang Yan’s martial arts and physique, but all was just speculation. He was not certain about it. After all, only the Asura King had practiced the Immortal Asura to Dacheng and it had just heard of him, never seen him.
At the Qingyuan School, the Master Lin Lan was completely defeated by the black man after an hour’s battle and became more seriously injured. He barely supported his body be the sword in his hand crumbling on the ground, gazed at the Big Elder who was equally injured and uttered in disappointment, "Long Bin, you will be regret for what you did today!"
"Regret? As long as I become the Master of Qingyuan School, everything in it will be mine. I don't have to obey you anymore. How can I regret it?" The Big Elder said with a sneer， "You can run away by yourself. Considering your cultivation, no one can keep you as long as you want to escape, but you are willing to drag us here for those low-cultivation useless disciples. You are really pedantic!"
The Master shook his head and sighed, "You will never understand! This is also why you can't be the Master."
"Don’t pretend to be a saint here! You must die today with the disciples you care for!" Long Bin screamed insane.
The black man on the side followed, "Lin Lan, I still admire you! But unfortunately, we are destined to be enemies and you die here! Give you a chance. Kill yourself!"
The fruit of Hot Sun Grass was very sweet. It melted into the sweet juice instantly in Zhang Yan’s mouth and flew into his belly. Suddenly, a huge amount of pure natural gas and rich blood-qi burst out from his belly and spread to all the parts of his body along with his meridians. But his injury was so serious that most of his meridians and ribs were broken, so he could not be fully recovered at once.
He immediately turned the Asura Change on to absorb and transform those natural gas, extreme yang as well as the blood-qi, meanwhile, to repair the injured meridians and his own body.
The fruit was indeed natural precious medicine, containing numerous powerful yang and bloody-qi, forming good effect. The injuries within Zhang Yan’s body was recovering at a fast speed. Like a dying newborn dry grass suddenly encountered a downpour, his vitality was restoring quickly.
At the same time, his cultivation was also growing at a rapid rate. Flush emerged on his pale face gradually. Due to the burning of blood-qi, he became extremely thin and skinny. But with the operation of Asura Change, his body was getting fat like a ball was blowing up.
He devoted himself into displaying the Asura Change under a tree to absorb the pure natural gas of the fruit of Hot Sun Grass and ignored everything that happened in the world. The only thing he could do now was to treat his own injuries and recover his body. Otherwise he would die, let along Fatty.
When he was practicing, the purifying lotus in his knowledge ocean was whispering to itself, "Such strong recovering ability and fighting power! This kid must be the offspring of the legendary race, and the martial arts he practices must be the treasure of that race. It seems that his identity is not simple!"
"Is the body skill he practiced is the so-called Immortal Body? His physique is like the Immortal Asura! If not, even the holy medicines cannot save his life. But he was so unique that even if his bloody-qi and spiritual energy were burnt out, he could still recovery quickly. Except for the Immortal Asura, what kind of other physiques possess such a strong recovery ability?"
The lotus was trying to figure out Zhang Yan’s martial arts and physique, but all was just speculation. He was not certain about it. After all, only the Asura King had practiced the Immortal Asura to Dacheng and it had just heard of him, never seen him.
At the Qingyuan School, the Master Lin Lan was completely defeated by the black man after an hour’s battle and became more seriously injured. He barely supported his body be the sword in his hand crumbling on the ground, gazed at the Big Elder who was equally injured and uttered in disappointment, "Long Bin, you will be regret for what you did today!"
"Regret? As long as I become the Master of Qingyuan School, everything in it will be mine. I don't have to obey you anymore. How can I regret it?" The Big Elder said with a sneer， "You can run away by yourself. Considering your cultivation, no one can keep you as long as you want to escape, but you are willing to drag us here for those low-cultivation useless disciples. You are really pedantic!"
The Master shook his head and sighed, "You will never understand! This is also why you can't be the Master."
"Don’t pretend to be a saint here! You must die today with the disciples you care for!" Long Bin screamed insane.
The black man on the side followed, "Lin Lan, I still admire you! But unfortunately, we are destined to be enemies and you die here! Give you a chance. Kill yourself!"
