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"Do you think I'll believe your nonsense?"

The corner of Dan Guild's mouth raised slightly, and he let out a disdainful sneer. He didn't believe Liu Zhengyang's words at all: "I've never heard that a cultivator can recover energy by taking a defensive position in battle. If you want to scare people, please think of one. Good excuse."

"Then how do you explain that my power is restored?" Liu Zhengyang asked deliberately.

As soon as he finished speaking, he punched again.

Although the President of the Dan Society blocked it in time, he was still sent flying far away.

His face gradually became dignified, but he was still making excuses: "You are consuming your last strength to fight, and you want to create the illusion that you have regained your combat effectiveness? It's just a flashback, this kind of trick is just casually on the street. Find a monk."

"Really? Since you think so, I won't say anything more." Liu Zhengyang said indifferently.

Since nothing would be believed by the president of the Dan Society, Liu Zhengyang had to prove everything with his fists.

Of course, he actually knew in his heart that President Dan had already believed it.

He's just being a dead duck.

He couldn't accept the fact that he couldn't fight against Liu Zhengyang, who was in his prime.

Moreover, the inability to fight against Liu Zhengyang, who is in his prime, means he will die.

He would rather be an ostrich than die.

Liu Zhengyang was too lazy to talk nonsense any more, he just kept attacking the President of the Dan Society, and every punch made the President of the Dan Society tremble and frowned in pain. With the improved strength of the president of the Dan Association, he couldn't withstand Liu Zhengyang's fierce attack. It is conceivable how much Liu Zhengyang's strength has recovered.

At the beginning, President Dan had unrealistic expectations.

However, Liu Zhengyang attacked him thousands of times in a row without showing any signs of exhaustion, which gradually made him realize the reality.

He asked anxiously: "How? How? Why?"

"What are you talking about? How can you act like a loser who can't accept the cruel facts?" Liu Zhengyang sneered: "Don't you realize that you will definitely lose, so you panic? There is only this level of quality.”

The average person is mocked like this, and whether they like it or not, they usually do their best to pretend.

At least grit your teeth and fight for a while.

However, the president of the Dan Society was still extremely panicked and said: "Why? Why can your energy be recovered in such a level of battle? Under normal circumstances, shouldn't the energy of monks be quickly consumed in battle? Even if there is a pill to recover , it is impossible to recover.”

What President Dan said is the truth.

The medicinal pills used for recovery usually have little technical content and can be refined by any qualified alchemist.

At the same time, because it is a very basic thing, even if you let a clever alchemist to refine it, you will not be able to play any tricks.

In this case, the medicinal power of this type of medicine pill is extremely limited.

When used by a low-level cultivator, it can naturally recover quickly.

But when the strength reaches the Dao realm, or even above the Dao realm, the recovery power of the medicinal pill is not enough.

So no matter what the president of the Dan Society thinks, he can't understand how Liu Zhengyang recovered.

Liu Zhengyang said indifferently: "Why do you think I have been on the defensive just now? Because only during protection, the energy consumed is the least, so that I won't be able to make ends meet."