However, Xiao Tianyang was not the type with a masochistic constitution.
And, in a sense, he was very afraid of pain.
He had no choice but to do this now. If he had any choice, he would never do it, even if it killed him.
Of course, the battle at the front was now urgent, leaving Xiao Tianyang little time to think.
Therefore, he could only resort to this inferior method to make his body recover as quickly as possible.
But there was one point that needed explaining.
Xiao Tianyang could not possibly actually cut the flesh off his own body.
Just thinking about such a scene made his scalp tingle, let alone actually doing it.
Xiao Tianyang had used a little trick here: before treating the wounds, he first severed his connection to the affected limbs.
In other words, he made a certain area of his body completely numb, as though it were growing on someone else.
To be honest, outsiders simply could not imitate such a method.
First of all, it placed extremely high demands on Mental Power.
At the very least, one had to surpass level one hundred just to barely meet the standard.
Furthermore, not only did he need powerful Mental Power, but he also needed to control it as effortlessly as his own limbs.
Xiao Tianyang might restrain himself in other respects. When praised, he would even modestly demur a little.
But when it came to his accomplishments in Mental Power, if he ranked second on Douluo Continent, then absolutely no one would dare rank ahead of him.
Thus, he successfully cleaned up the wounds on his body.
But just then, Hong Niang arrived under Yuwen Chengdu's orders to report on the situation outside the city.
That was how the current scene came about.
However,