I've landed over twenty hits on him, and he's still fine? Impossible. I admit he's strong, but even someone from the Elephant Armor Sect couldn't take this many attacks from me unscathed, could they? He must be gritting his teeth and forcing himself to hold on!
Wait, I've hit him forty or fifty times by now, haven't I? He's still holding on? Does this little fellow really have such strong willpower?
I-I'm almost at my limit. His attacks really pack a punch. Where on earth did this monster come from?
Hold on, something's wrong. My dragon claw raked across him just now. The wound was deep, and he bled a lot, but looking at it now, it seems to have healed?
W-wait...
And so, they traded over a hundred blows!
At first, Liu Erlong had thought Luo Fan must be at his limit, merely gritting his teeth and forcing himself to endure. But when she saw the bleeding wounds on his body heal, she realized she had been mistaken. This boy, barely past ten, really didn't seem to be holding on through willpower alone.
Besides, severe injuries weren't something one could endure through sheer willpower, were they?
"What's wrong? Are you admitting defeat?"
Hearing her words, Luo Fan saw Liu Erlong retreat to put some distance between them. Rather than pursue her, he spoke!
Waves of white steam rose from Luo Fan's body as his sweat rapidly evaporated, showing that his Sage Body had been operating at full capacity just now.
"You... your body can heal its injuries automatically?"
After putting some distance between them, Liu Erlong fixed her gaze on the spot where Luo Fan had been bleeding and asked.
Now that Luo Fan stood still, she could see the wounded area more clearly. Although blood still stained his