Not Impossible

Though the earlier battle had been far from easy.

Zhong Yunxuan, for one, had already qualified as a fairly decent opponent.

He had been able to put some pressure on Ling Wuyuan.

He possessed the ability to injure him.

As for that still-unnamed interloper... Ling Wuyuan had only taken him out in one stroke after using the effects of [Torrent of Destiny] to lock in the timing beforehand.

But honestly.

The injuries Ling Wuyuan had sustained in this battle truly were not severe.

At the very least, they were nowhere near as serious as those from his previous battles.

How should he put it...

They could probably be called moderate injuries.

They affected him to some extent, but the effect truly was not great.

Especially for someone like Ling Wuyuan, whose self-healing ability was so strong.

At that moment.

As he spoke with Pei Yiman.

Seeing that his injuries had made her a little worried.

Ling Wuyuan merely willed it.

The wounds scattered across his body immediately seemed to come alive, forcibly beginning to heal at high speed.

There was no need for any manual stitching at all.

His split skin and muscles automatically reconnected and grew back together at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Moreover, because Ling Wuyuan's skin could recycle his blood outside his body.

Before Pei Yiman and the others.

The bloodstains on Ling Wuyuan's body rapidly faded, ultimately vanishing completely...

Just like that.

In merely a few minutes.

All the wounds and bloodstains on Ling Wuyuan's body had completely disappeared.

"Wow... it's healed already?"

Staring at this unexpected sight, Yan Xiujin immediately opened her little mouth in amazement. "Is this some kind of secret healing technique?"

After shaking his head.

Ling Wuyuan answered honestly.

"It's not a secret technique, just a special constitution."

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