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Poor man; there wasn't even any cursing heard from him now, because he could barely breathe now.

If he did not run, he would be struck with the whip, and not only would it cause heart-rending pain, it would even numb his entire body, so he couldn't even breathe. But if he ran, the lightning here was really too terrifying, which tired him greatly, and he was now entirely covered with sweat like it was raining. He was about to collapse from exhaustion.

In terms of stamina, he was only slightly superior to any other person; how could he last under such torment?

"Body Arts are really quite important." Ling Han nodded internally, instantly feeling that it was no loss that he had spent so much time on the Indestructible Heaven Scroll and the Nine Dragons Tyrant Art; if he wanted to become a truly outstanding elite, he had to reach perfection in every aspect.