The Fella Who Isn’t Tired From Running
Éditeur: EndlessFantasy Translation
"Puff…"
Ou Yangming stabbed his dagger at the wound on the big multicolored tiger's neck.
The big tiger's body quality was so mighty that nothing could penetrate its skip apart from a magic tool. Nonetheless, Ou Yangming did not stab his dagger at the tiger's skin; he prodded its broken head's wound with the weapon.
Therefore, the dagger was thrust into the big tiger without any resistance.
Next, endless energy from the beast's flesh and blood instantly gushed into Ou Yangming's body.
His eyes lit up all of a sudden, and the veins on his face were bulging. It was not due to exhaustion nor nervousness, but because the energy that gushed into his body in that short period was too powerful, hence the effect was so intense.
The absorption of energy from flesh and blood to be transformed into one's Qi and blood was an enjoyable process.
One would be immersed in it as though opium was being had.