Gilan groaned and gritted his teeth.
After undergoing the training of the meditation method "Twelve Thorns", his tolerance for pain has been greatly improved. This level of pain is no longer enough to make him cry out.
He endured the severe pain and watched coldly as his bulging muscles were torn and bleeding.
Wait for this change to last for a few minutes.
The muscles relaxed on their own, slowly retracted, and returned to their original state. Even the dense lacerations on the surface of the skin were scabbed, like irregular dark red stripes.
The pain gradually subsided.
Gilan Suddenly I felt itchy all over my body again, itching from the inside out.
It was as if there were ants crawling in the bone marrow. They had penetrated into the blood vessels, muscles and fat, and were scurrying around.
The itch is often more unbearable than the pain.
It seeps out from the very bones, causing people extreme suffering.
Gala!
Gilan clenched his fists and his knuckles cracked. He sat cross-legged with a straight face and an expressionless expression.
He was so itchy that his whole body shivered and his hair stood on end. He simply closed his eyes, visualized the big black iron ball, and began to practice meditation to divert his attention.
Gilan couldn't concentrate at first, but gradually he got into the mood. The big black iron ball turned from still to slowly rotating, and small bumps began to bulge on the smooth surface.
Poof!!
The big black iron ball blooms!
Twelve iron thorns exploded in his consciousness!
Gilan raised his head, his face twisted.
The extreme phantom pain came overwhelmingly, drowning the itching.
On the contrary, it made him "feel better".
Time seemed to pass very slowly, and the ticking sound of the clock on the wall was extremely clear at this moment.
Gilan I feel like the air around me has become thicker.
I don't know how much time has passed.
The phantom pain and itching subsided at the same time, and he lost all his strength as if relieved, and fell down on the wooden floor with a plop.
Gilan couldn't hold on any longer, so he fell into a deep sleep.
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When he woke up, it was already early morning the next day.
The goldfinch chirped on the window sill, waking up Gilan.
He opened his eyes and sat up suddenly.
The room was still dark, with only a little faint light coming in through the gaps in the curtains.
Turning around, I saw the clock on the wall pointed to six o'clock.
Gilan slept for nearly sixteen hours.
He stood up, walked to the window in a few steps, and opened the curtains with a crash. The morning light instantly illuminated the master bedroom. Gilan breathed in the cool and fresh air, and felt that he was in a very good state now.
High energy and clear thinking.
Feelings are stronger and the body is stronger.
'The transformation brought about by the secret technique is complete, and the body has adapted to it.'
Gilan felt the changes in himself.
He looked out the window at the street scene downstairs. There were already pedestrians and horse-drawn carriages coming and going. The upper-class residents nearby seemed to know each other well, and they greeted each other warmly and gracefully when they passed by.
A sweet and milky aroma wafts from the bakery across the street.
The two children were shouting and laughing, holding paper pinwheels in their hands, and ran away after each other.
Gilan retracted his gaze, raised his bare right arm, and made a fist with his five fingers.
'This secret skill is called "Skull-Melting"!'
It comes from the exclusive secret technique developed by "Skull-Melting Knight" Karl, among the four knight commanders "Healing Knights".
Goo!
He suddenly exerted his strength--
Suddenly, the well-defined muscles on the arms bulged, especially the deltoid, biceps and triceps muscles, which were as exaggerated as an explosion.
Compared to the left arm, it has simply expanded a lot.
It looks extremely uncoordinated.
Gilan clench his fist and bend his elbow. This right arm is like a squeezed spring, accumulating unimaginable potential energy!
He felt the surging power contained in his right arm, resisted the urge to punch, and relaxed the muscles on his own to release them.
The bulging right arm immediately returned to its original shape.
'The secret skill of "Skull-Melting" allows the limbs to accumulate strength, and then in an instant burst out with an all-out blow that is beyond normal.'
Gilan secret channel.
'Perhaps this punch can really break the hardest skull in the human body, living up to its name of "Skull-Melting".'
Of course, secret techniques can be used overlappingly.
For example, when he fought against Black Goat and "Mr. Mick", he used "Bloodbath" and "Bone Crusher" at the same time, achieving the effect of one plus one being greater than two.
Now, having inherited the secret skills of the three knight captains, he wonders how destructive a kick can be when using three secret skills at the same time...
But no matter how powerful it is, Gilan has a strong intuition.
Those are his legs, which may be difficult to bear.
"My current physique probably won't be able to withstand it. After that fierce blow, my legs will definitely be broken."
Gilan Whisperer.
His "firepower" is too fierce, and his chest will explode.
"So, we have to upgrade the body-building technique to the final stage as soon as possible."
<White Cross Body-Forging Technique> The fourth stage of "Black Bile", even in "Healing Knights", there are only a few knights who have practiced to this stage.
Since the "blood" in the third stage is comparable to the fighting masters in the empire, then "Black Bile" must have surpassed the masters and reached a new and unknown field of strength.
Gilan I don't know yet, but I am looking forward to it.
He stood in front of the window, looking at the golden light on the horizon, trying to recall the content of the exercise. But the colorful number "64" in the corner of his sight showed no response, which must not be enough.
'Well, there's also <Rongdeng Great Plague#2>. I've never Corruption ed any of the enemies in this series of movies... I should be able to collect the necessary points when I watch the movie again.'
Gilan thought to himself.
He glanced at the dried blood stains on his body and the blood stains on the wooden floor beside the bed, and walked directly to the bathroom.
After mopping the floor and taking a shower.
He changed into clean clothes, put on a black coat and a low hat.
Then he went out the door.
Today, at the invitation of my sister Nancy, I will travel with my family brothers and sisters to visit a fighting match at Silver Lizard Club. I will take the opportunity to get acquainted with the powerful young people in their circle.
Gilan bought two snowflake cakes, a long grilled chicken roll, two oatmeal breads, two sponge cakes, a few yellow puddings and a cup of hot Sticky Bark Milk Tea from the bakery across the road.
A total of 4 Pfennig was spent.
The snowflake cake is made up of six finger-long diamond-shaped three-layer cakes, and the surface is sprinkled with icing sugar, so it looks like a snowflake and is named after it.
Gilan I didn't have dinner yesterday, and I already have a big appetite, so I sat under the umbrella in front of the bakery and finished my breakfast, feeling only about six to seventy percent full.
Immediately afterwards, he got up and walked to the street, took a taxi, and indicated his destination to the coachman. "Theo Street, No. 4, Fahan Count's Estate."
"Okay sir, please sit still."
The carriage driver was a young man. He turned his head and took off his hat to Gilan. Then he rang the bell twice, raised the reins, and drove the carriage away.
The Earl's Manor is not far from Price Street, and Gilan arrived at its destination in about five minutes.
After paying 1 Pfennig for the fare plus 4 Melang as a tip, Gilan strode towards the gate of the manor.
Waiting at the door were still the two male servants.
They recognized Gilan, respectfully greeted Master Gilan in unison, and immediately opened the wrought iron gate for him.
Walking a hundred meters along the cobblestone garden path, we walked into the open door of the villa. Old Charles, who had just finished his work upstairs, saw the person coming and hurriedly walked over.
"Good morning, Master." Old Charles greeted. "You are really early. Master Priss and Miss Nancy haven't gotten up yet. Please wait on the sofa in the living room for a while."
"Well, I understand."
Gilan nodded and walked to the big sofa in the living room to sit down.
He glanced at the mini bookshelf at hand and pulled out the morning newspaper on the top shelf.
He spread it out and raised his eyebrows.