But he didn't notice.

As he exerted all his strength to stimulate his energy and blood.

The [Rakshasa Bone] in his arms gradually grew into his flesh and merged with his sternum.

On top of his head, the three fires of essence, energy, spirit, fortune, wealth, and longevity that were burning on his shoulders were being sucked away by the strange bone in his chest.

But Wang Yuan, who was being pulled closer and closer by this powerful enemy, felt as if the experience he had when he ate the bones and skins came back to him.

The pure vitality flows endlessly, providing him with an endless supply of strength.

The road of qualitative change that has been constantly accumulating in the body is about to come to an end, and it has also taken a big step forward again.

At the same time, another, more ethereal and mysterious aura quietly emerged.

His [Luck], which was originally only "-5", jumped suddenly.

at this time.

Zheng Yong suddenly flew up and kicked a rock in the forest towards the treetop. The branch Wang Yuan was about to stand on was suddenly broken.

tread!

He turned a somersault and landed smoothly on the ground. He did not continue to run away, but turned back to look at the [Black Armor Guard] whose arrogance had quietly weakened a lot.

At the same time, he reached out and took off the [Weird Thing·Human Face Painting] on his face, restoring his original appearance as a young man.

At this moment, Wang Yuan is not ready to play anyone else.

He is not Cui Tong, the "stealing cat" who "follows him everywhere", he is not Qin Yong'an, the "Qin Yishou" who "rejuvenates with wonderful skills", and he is no longer the cautious fool struggling to survive in Daling Village.

It’s just him!

Showing the starting position of [White Tiger Art of War], the energy in his body flowed, and he gave Zheng Yong a strange smile:
Chapter completed!