Chapter 1822 Titan's Legacy!
Lin En looked serious, adjusted his monocle, and said:
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"I can give it a try."
Titan showed a ferocious expression, beat his chest, and said:
"It should have been like this a long time ago - remember the mark I gave you and my daughter - I will pass the energy control method to you - carefully feel and understand - your foundation is not bad - as long as you learn the system control method - with your cell activity - the power you can exert - it should not be like this now -"
"Come on! Run again! Let me see your understanding!"
Lin En nodded.
He closed his eyes, and his mind appeared the direction of his father-in-law's blood and energy up and down his body, and the mark of the ancient Titan appeared little by little between his eyebrows.
In an instant, countless complex knowledge came, making him feel dizzy.
But he quickly stabilized his mind.
Not seeking full understanding, not seeking full comprehension, just focusing on the most basic method of controlling energy.
He closed his eyes, his consciousness spread to all parts of his body, feeling his huge body activity and countless cells.
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In the wilderness, every muscle in his body trembled violently, gurgling like flowing water, as if because of the immaturity of control, his muscles and cells could not follow his unified instructions and exert the power of unity and cooperation.
Blood surged up and down his body, his face turned blue and red, sometimes swollen, sometimes collapsed, dense tentacles and extra limbs emerged uncontrollably.
"Control them!"
The Titan's powerful voice came, stern and fierce.
"You can only decide your body by yourself-press those split cells back-don't let me be loose-turn me into a piece of steel!!"
The voice reached Lin En's ears.
He closed his eyes and controlled it with all his strength.
Slowly.
The extra limbs that emerged from his body began to retract, and his muscles gradually became solid. Every cell was like a rivet, tightly compressed in his body, and blood and qi surged wildly. More and more blood and qi were produced by the cells, making him like a blazing furnace.
In an instant.
Lin En suddenly opened his eyes.
In an instant, he suddenly raised his foot and swept it forward.
"Hah!"
He shouted.
With a cracking sound, the whole thigh was kicked out thousands of meters by him.
"..."
"..."
A brief silence, a breeze blew.
The thigh flew far away and landed in a distant wasteland in the form of a parabola.
Lin En stared at his murderous father-in-law and said:
"Sorry... this time it doesn't count... I was only focused on controlling my legs... I forgot to strengthen the joints-"
"Pick up your legs! Pick up your legs!!!"
Titan roared furiously.
Lin En immediately jumped out at the fastest speed, picked up his kicked thigh and put it back on his body.
But after this mistake, he has mastered some key points.
A few minutes later.
Lin En closed his eyes and forged his body again in the way of the Titan. He also understood that the body is a whole. If the strength of any aspect is not supported by the strength of the whole body, it cannot exert its due strength.
Forging the body is like tempering steel. Compressing and tempering again and again, let your body strength break through one peak after another.
In the surging wind.
He opened his sharp eyes.
Once again.
The scarlet blood flowed along the meridians of his whole body, and gathered on every muscle and bone of his body little by little.
Along every joint, the blood was infused into the front of his fist.
Then a punch fell!
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The earth roared, cracks spread out from his fist, and billions of cells roared to provide him with strength. He actually blasted a large pit with a diameter of more than ten meters.
His bones were not broken, his flesh was not damaged, and he did not feel any pain. Scarlet blood was swirling over his entire arm.
It was as if all the blood in his body had entered a hungry fighting state and was burning.
Lin En's breathing became rapid.
He knew it very well.
In the past, when he punched, his bones and tendons would break without any accident. He even jumped off a cliff for no reason, and his leg bones would break at the least, and he would become slag and crawl up at the worst.
But this punch.
Not only did he not feel any discomfort, but it burst out with such terrible power.
He did not rely on any props or abilities, it was purely the destruction caused by his own body, and the two completely different results before and after were just because of the different ways of controlling energy.
Titan stared at him and said:
"Now you see it - your foundation is already enough - what you lack is the technology to control your body - you should have understood it long ago - even the root can't kill your recovery and cell activity - if you can turn them into your power - you would have taken off long ago -"
The reason is very simple.
No matter how luxurious the mecha is, you use the best materials and the best technology for it, but if you don't know how to control it, you can only use it to crack a walnut.
But if you learn how to drive it, it can become a qualified war machine in an instant.
And Lin En's body.
It is that luxurious mecha! But he never deliberately controlled it!
Just like pigs that have eaten countless magic pills will not fly to the sky, because pigs are always pigs. They can't learn how to control this power, so they can only be pigs.
Lin En stood up.
He stabilized his mind and controlled the engine composed of countless cells in his body.
Once again, he looked at the broken hill a hundred kilometers away, and looked at the bare rotten tree on the hill, like a waving flag.
He leaned over and made a charging gesture.
He closed his eyes.
The surging blood flowed along his muscles to his lower body, and every muscle on his legs seemed to be clicking, as if every cell had been started and ignited.
No words.
Buzz--
In an instant.
He was like a group of wild horses running away, galloping in that direction.
His speed was too fast! So fast that his body seemed to have a residual image! So fast that there were almost blood-red streams of light behind him.
One second!
Two seconds!
When he came back holding the branch of the rotten tree, blood-colored steam was billowing from his whole body, and his muscles were as tight as steel.
He raised his head and said:
"Thirty seconds."
"But it can be faster!"
