“These are images of two powerful prehistoric beings. Both of them were so strong that they had taken over an entire era by themselves,” Mystic Maiden reminded.
“Your current skills won’t allow you to use imagery for long periods of time. If you can no longer bear it, you can rest instead. You’d be able to increase your time slowly.”
At first, Alex could feel his eyes growing tired, but he realized that the sword heart within him was reacting to something.
His eyes flashed with silver light, releasing the soreness in an instant. He continued to look over the dragon image bit by bit, scanning every single detail as though worried he might miss something.
Seeing that he had been using his internal vision for quite some time, Mystic Maiden reminded him not to push himself too hard. She even mentioned that one would need at least two years to see the image clearly. However, she was extremely surprised when Alex started training in the Dragon-Tusk Punch, all while looking at the dragon imagery.
A real dragon-shaped phantom appeared behind him. Surreal, it was the exact same dragon in the imagery.
“You’re done?”
“Hah. This little minion has pretty good potential!”
Alex himself sensed it as well. His current Dragon-Tusk Punch, especially the dragon part, had greatly improved. His existing punches actually made him feel like he was an actual battle dragon, his strength having even increased eightfold.
After that, he started looking into the elephant image. The elephant was utterly different from what people typically saw in zoos. This was an ancient battle elephant from prehistoric times. Not only did it have long tusks, it even had horns that made it look savage. More than obvious, its attacks would be heavy and hard. One stomp was almost enough to shatter an entire planet.
In the end, he merged both the powers of a dragon and an elephant together.
Ashe punched the ground, his organs released all their power, causing his body to burst with a golden radiant light as he punched a giant pit out…
One should know that the floor was rather tough, and it was being supported by a formation. The divine lightning of Kalpa could only make a small hole when struck down.
Even then, his fists managed to make such a large pit. He was currently sixteen times stronger than before when it came to hand-to-hand combat.
As his power continued to grow, he started to feel anxious.
‘I wouldn’t have to deal with all three thousand at once, right?’
In actuality, it stopped at the 499th one, and he couldn’t open up anymore. However, he suddenly found a well-hidden marking within his body.
‘Holy f* ck!’
‘Who the hell marked me down? That old peacock? No wait, she’s dead, though.’
‘I’d really like to see who on earth gave me this marking.’
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