Chapter 67: Surprising Gains
An ordinary person should have already been lying on the ground foaming at the mouth by now.
But the kid in front of him not only endured it, even the strength and frequency of his strikes had not diminished in the slightest. From the looks of it, he could still continue for a while.
Necros pondered for a moment.
Perhaps the other party possessed an extremely rare physique talent, one that could forcibly compress the consumption of this violent combat technique into a range that ordinary people could endure.
At this thought, the old man’s gaze grew increasingly fervent.
Such one-in-ten-thousand aptitude was simply too good—so good that even an old man like him, long past his prime, could not help but feel envious.
That love for talent beat intensely within his heart at this moment.
Just watching wasn’t enough; he had to test it personally.
“Raven… no, Lance.”