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"Well... I still feel the endurance of Ten Boxing, not much progress..." After another day, I rubbed my shoulder that was about to fall apart and said to myself.

I have been beaten for several months in a row. I have become accustomed to this kind of pain and sourness. Like drinking boiled water, according to the predecessors of the third world, my tolerance for pain has reached their average level. Too.

This is really amazing. To know the adventurers of the third world, which one has not been trained for decades or even hundreds of years. Every inch of their skin has suffered scars that ordinary people can't imagine. Now I can even Within a month, they can reach their general standards. At this rate, you can apply for the Guinness Book of Records, if the Dark Continent does.

It is a good thing to increase the endurance of the pain. At least in the future, when I am seriously injured, the impact on the combat effectiveness will be reduced. However, these days of training have made me a little unhappy.

The progress of the training has not changed in five or six days.

Although it used to be gradual, it was difficult to find changes in two days a day, but after a period of accumulation, it is often between five and six days, and you can gradually feel the small effect, for example, five or six days ago. Sister Selna is going back on her back, and today. As long as Karu Jie walks on his arms.

When this progress has reached a certain level, that is, I can walk back and forth in a safe and sound way, then it is time for Beansha to increase her fist strength or increase the number of consecutive attacks.

Over the past few months, I have been following such rules and tempering myself, but today. The rules have changed, progress has become more subtle, and it may even have stopped.

Could it be that my recovery ability and anti-strike ability have reached the limit?

No, it shouldn't be there yet. Although I can't say it well, I feel it. You haven't reached the limit of the SPLAY bear, you can continue to improve.

After tilting his head and thinking for a while, I turned into a SPLAY bear again, expanded the world boundary, and took a deep breath.

Suddenly, the whole crimson world. It seems to be transformed into a huge body cavity, shrinking in a piece, like a beating heart, the airflow energy that can be seen by the naked eye, with the expansion and contraction of this heart. Continuous inhalation filled the entire cavity. And slowly infiltrate into the body. Suddenly, a continuous flow of energy flows in, supplementing the exhausted physical strength, and quickly repairing the pain on the body.

This is the "breathing" of the middle level of the power of the world, which can provide powerful recovery capabilities.

Inhaled into the interior, filled with the energy of the entire world and body, it is also constantly decomposing and becoming a part of the world. These energies are like invisible particles, supplementing the loopholes of the world’s enchantment, making the enchantment and body stronger. ,solid.

This is a [decomposition] of the middle level of the world power, which can provide powerful anti-strike ability.

These two abilities, with the deepening of accumulation, have become a kind of instinct of SPLAY bear's world enchantment, just like the human body's breathing, which can be controlled without being controlled, as long as it appears, it will automatically run.

With these two abilities, today's SPALY bear is not what it used to be. Its predecessor, the **** fighting bear, is most proud of its strong recovery ability. When **** fighting bears, the recovery ability is already equivalent. The master who has mastered the "breathing" function of the middle level of the world.

After being promoted to the SPLAY bear, this horrible recovery ability was inherited, and went further. Now that he has realized the recovery ability of the intermediate level, it is equivalent to metamorphosis plus metamorphosis, and I don't know what appropriate words to find.

In short, I am now an extremely perverted puppet bear. If I simply look at the ability to recover, I may have reached the level of the power to devour the world. Of course, this is just a sense of self, what is the power to devour the world, and no one can I don’t know. It’s likely that it’s just feeling good.

"Brother, do you want to continue practicing?" Seeing me turn again, Ben Ansha, who had planned to say goodbye, turned around and asked, tilting her head.

Don't do it!

I was shocked, fearing that Biansha would immediately take action, and quickly cancelled the transformation.

"It's okay, today's practice is over." I waved to Beansha and tried to face my face to the sunset, showing a fresh smile. What is this called, this is called a swollen face to be fat.

At this moment, a painful pain suddenly hit the whole body, as if accumulated three months of pain, burst out in one breath, that pain sawed every nerve of the body, completely more than what he had just done. The limit of complacent endurance, the mouth opening involuntarily, but unable to make any sound, a head bang exploded, Beansha in front of him, the figure was constantly blurring, shaking violently, and finally turned around, turned upside down.

Huh... Huh?

In just a few seconds, consciousness has gone out.

I don't know how long it took, when the consciousness came back again, slowly opened his eyes, and the strange ceiling came into view.

As soon as I wake up, I start to vomit. What the **** is going on?

What happened? I tried to sit up and understand the situation. The body just had the urge to bite a nerve like a heartache. It spread out in every cell in the body, making my eyes dark and almost fainting again.

"His Royal Highness, are you awake?" At this time, the soft voice of Karujie came from next to me. I didn't even dare to turn my head to look at her. I could only barely roll my eyes and peek at a vague figure beside him.

Kaluga was attentive, and after discovering my condition, he took the initiative to put his face in my sight.

"I am... what's wrong?" Even though he said something, there would be pain in his mind. But the desire to understand the situation has overcome the pain. Let me say something.

"Your Highness, don't talk, I will explain it to you slowly." Careful Kaluga seems to be aware of my physical condition, so he helped me pull the quilt and sit down beside the bed, the pair of purple The beautiful eyes convey a quiet and gentle look. It made me eager to calm down, and my eyes nodded up and down, so that Calujie could feel at ease.

"Your Highness is okay, only the injury is too serious, and the accumulated pain erupted in one breath before suddenly falling down. The pharmacist said that with His physique, you can rest for ten days and eight days."

It turned out that I felt vaguely that these days, the body is really overloaded. After thinking about it for a while, I went back to the first world to take a good rest. I did not expect that the accumulated pain broke out in advance, and I was caught by surprise.

"It's okay, wait for a while to get better. I'm transformed and I can recover in a blink of an eye." Endure the pain. I smiled at Calvary with a reassuring smile, and she looked haggard. Could it be that I had been sleeping for several days?

"Absolutely not!" Unexpectedly, as soon as the words were finished, Karujie sternly vetoed my thoughts, and immediately sighed softly and explained softly.

"His Royal Highness listened to me and said that this is actually the problem. His Royal Power's form of world power is indeed very strong. Every time he relies on the resilience of the transformed body to maintain his body, I am right."

This is an obvious fact. I blinked and made it clear.

"But His Royal Highness has forgotten that you are different from most Druids. Your ontology is only a realm of pseudo-realm, and there is a huge gap with the realm of power of the world after the transformation. His body with the power of the world bears this The huge damage is the same every day. It has gradually begun to affect and erode the body. This kind of damage can no longer be repaired with the resilience of the transformed body. Please do not force yourself too.

is it? This turned out to be the case.

I blinked again, thoughtfully.

It’s no wonder recently that even after recovering from the shape of SPLAY bear, after canceling the transformation, the body is always a bit tired, even a rusty feeling, originally thought that this was only a side effect after being beaten, and even even I was kidding that my M-shaking attribute has been improved again. I wasn't beaten at all and was uncomfortable. I didn't expect it to be accumulating hidden diseases. It was too careless.

"Now... what should I do?" I accepted the reality and reluctantly said.

"A good retreat will do."

"Pastor's healing technique, is it okay?"

"No, the healing technique is to accelerate the healing of the injury by activating the life energy. It is not suitable for the current situation of His Royal Highness, and even the worst possibility will make His injury become a stubborn illness. His Highness, don’t think it’s an adventurer’s. The body, protected by the law will not be destroyed, you can do whatever you want, and the adventurer becomes an example of a waste. Presumably, your Highness has heard a lot."

Karujie's eyes widened, full of annoyance [you still want to take a shortcut, no door].

Okay, okay, I know, recuperate quietly, right?

No wonder Karoo said that the pharmacist, not the priest, came to help me see the doctor. This is the reason.

No way, I can only obediently obey, but this is not the first time I have encountered this situation. The battles with the painful worms and the battles between the elven clan and the black dragon Elias were more serious than they are now. It will take longer to recuperate, only a few days, which is nothing.

Having said that, in the battle with the Painful Worm, it was the maidservant Huang who used the way of enchanting to speed up my recovery.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but glance at Karujie, and immediately gave myself a mouthful in my heart.

Yuck, look at what I'm thinking, just want to stretch out the devil's claws to the pure Ruoxue's Kaluga in order to recover soon. This is really no different from the Duke of Beasts written by Princess Sanwu.

Fortunately, Karujie didn't know about it. Even if there was nothing to be said between the two sisters, Huang Duanzi's maid would not be able to tell what she had enchanted me for the first time, otherwise I would have just imagined A glance, maybe it has already been pierced by Karujie.

"Brother woke up?" At this moment, the figure of Selna suddenly came and followed, the door was pushed open, and a scent of herbal medicine immediately filled the room.

"Yes. Lord Salna, Your Highness has just woken up." Calvary turned back. Shushou answered respectfully.

"That's right, let's help apply the medicine."

Dressing?

I tried my best to roll my eyes, tolerate the pain again, turned my head a bit, and finally saw the figure of Sister Salna.

On her white and pretty face, she clearly stood a touch of green and blue, like some ointment.

The hands are also green, holding a large jar at the same time. The strong smell of medicine in the room came from there.

Could it be said that it was the herbal medicine made by Selna? When did she change to a pharmacist?

I was inexplicably surprised, then suddenly.

For Amazon, the king of the jungle, there is no reason to understand this little herbal knowledge, especially Sister Salna. A person is alone, no matter what kind of situation he encounters, he has to deal with it by himself.

However, does this mean that being as powerful as Elder Sharna also often plunges herself into huge difficulties and injuries. As I am now, even if the recovery of the adventurer is of no avail, I must rely on herbs to speed up the recovery?

Thinking of this, thinking of my injury like this, may have been accustomed to Selna. My heart hurt for a while.

Probably felt that Karujie was more careful and gentle. After thinking about it, Salna handed the jar to her.

"Come on, apply the ointment evenly on your body."

"Please give it to me." Karujie took the ointment, nodded and walked over to this side.

Wait... wait, what do you want to do? It’s okay to apply it on your body. It’s okay to apply it across your clothes, or just apply your hands, feet and face, right? It’s like that, Sister Sharona, you can’t pit me.

Then, Sister Selna's next sentence completely drove me into the abyss.

She paused and added a sentence to Calucci who came to me: "Remember to apply it all over the body, and don't miss one."

Suddenly, my world turned grey and white.

No, Yabi Butterfly, one library... one library, your sister, one library! ! !

Seeing Karujie's dexterous little hands, he lifted the quilt covering him to the side, and slowly stretched out towards my clothes. I squinted and rolled my eyeballs, revealing pleading eyes.

At least, please let me die with dignity.

"Your Highness...I'm rude." Calucci inhaled slightly, and his cute nose fluttered gently, and a blush appeared slowly on his white and delicate cheeks.

No--------! ! !

Name: Druid

Occupation: Wu Fan

Age: Male

Gender: over thirty

Cause of death: Wu Fan, the elder man of the great East Rog, the first male harem, lost something important in his thirties.

...

After being stripped of clothes, there was no omission on the whole body, and it was smeared into a mass of green. My last trace of soul slowly spit out of my mouth, accompanied by the breeze, and dissipated in this world.

"Karu Jie, worked hard. As a maid, you are indeed excellent." In the process of smearing, my dear brother did not shout a word of pain, which was much softer than his own, and Salna felt that she was right. People, a rare smile, applauded.

"You have won the prize." She bit her lips tightly and blushed into a cooked prawn-like Kaluga. She made a dizzy gesture and seemed to be unable to distinguish between North and South.

But Salna's next sentence gave two people who were about to be ashamed to the limit, the final blow.

"It's enough to apply it once a day."

With a snap, one of the medicine jars in Calujie's hands was unsteady and fell to the ground and shattered into four petals, while a druid lying on the bed, as if returning to the light, his limbs finally twitched, and finally there was no movement.

In the next few days, under the supervision of Sister Salna, Kaluga and I lived a life of no shame or impatience, and the book was finished.

I always feel that this plot is a bit familiar, that is, full of visual sense, is it my illusion?

Bastard—! ! !

"Bear Tower, it looks good." Today, Tamoa and Amrudina finally came to visit me.

"Oh, it's you." I turned back reluctantly, sat up from the bed, and after a few days of rest, I could already achieve this level.

However, all over the body, given by Sister Tosalna and Karujie, they still maintain the shape of the Hulk, and the verdant green and verdant will soon become a green landscape in the room.

The Emperor Wudi's blue-purple eyes are shining and shining brightly, and innocent colors are released inside.

In the gaze of Calvary and I.

"I'm sorry, I felt the unclear breath in the bear tower's family, and there seemed to be some danger brewing, so I haven't come to visit you at bear tower." Under the watch of me and Kaluga, Tamoa couldn't bear it finally, his hands folded We apologize.

"Your sixth feeling is really sensitive." I exclaimed expressionlessly, because today is the last day of applying medicine.

If Tamoa came over a few days ago~lightnovelpub.net~ I am afraid that I will also apply the medicine under the supervision of Sister Salna. After all, I am a big benefactor of the bear family. This kind of thing, no matter how shameful and resistant to her heart, Tamoa's strong sense of justice and responsibility will make her unable to refuse.

So, I said long ago, Tamoa is a simple and clever high princess, especially the keen sixth sense, absolutely worthy of the title of Emperor Wu.

In Karu's eyes, Selna may have become a demon.

As for me...Although I have said this more than once, it doesn’t make sense to repeat it all the time, but now I still have to send out my soul cry again.

This world, simply destroy it!

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