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As soon as he woke up, the first thing Hiko felt was all kinds of pain and moans from the depths of his body. The sound of rusty, faulty parts running in an old machine filled his head so much that he couldn't help but moan when he opened his mouth.

Before he could make a sound, though, an instinctive reaction made him shut his mouth violently. He was not a man who liked to moan in pain, for he felt that he had used up all the moans and wails that he should have made in the years he had spent in his previous life in a hospital bed. Therefore, at this moment, even if he was so sore that he almost wanted to die, he still kept his mouth shut and did not let any sound come out of his mouth.

Pain is like a tide, it will overflow the shore, but it will always fade. So soon, Hikoko got used to the pain and began to look at his own situation. And in general, his situation is not very good.

A thick bandage wrapped his hands tightly, and through this thick bandage, he could still clearly see the slightest trace of blood seeping out of the tiger's mouth. At the same time, the muscles in the shoulders, arms, and waist and abdomen were coated with a thick layer of herbs, and the bitter smell made people feel dizzy when they smelled it. But it was these herbs that allowed Hiko to regain a cool and soothing feeling from the burning pain of his body.

However, this feeling is really limited, because the pain in Hiko's body is always so obvious. Although he had begun to get used to the pain, that didn't mean it didn't exist. It stuck to Hiko's body like kraft candy, and suddenly exploded with his rash movements, leaving the muscles in his face in a state of twitching all the time.

And such a situation is really sad for Hiko.

As he was about to lose consciousness, he still remembered how many times he had swung the rod. Six thousand four hundred and thirty-two, which means that he still has more than three thousand more than one swing. It's just a basic training, and he didn't stick to it. So how can he continue in the future?

The pessimism in his mind darkened his mood suddenly, and with it, Hikoko began to feel the physical pain intensify. This made his brain twitch, and with this twitching, he suddenly felt a special force that was gradually weakening in his body.

This made him feel a sudden startle in his heart, and then he immediately stretched out his hand in front of him, holding it out in front of him.

And as he moved, a spark-like holy light surged out of his palm, burning silently in front of him like a flickering candle.

Holy Light, the power of Light that he possesses, is also a power that only grows with his heart and will. The feeling of exhaustion he had just felt was undoubtedly coming from this holy light aura. To his surprise, this flame condensed by the Holy Light Qi was not as small as he had remembered, but more than a circle larger than he had verified a few days ago.

Despite his best efforts, he only condensed a little bit of fireworks the size of his little finger. But compared to the width of the previous hair, it is much more powerful.

"What's going on?" Looking at the Holy Light Qi in front of him, Hiko's mind immediately sent out such a question. And as he analyzed his own situation, he immediately thought of a general possibility.

The feeling of exhaustion he had felt before was indeed emitted by this holy light aura. The reason for this is that his low and unconfident mood has affected the stability of the Holy Light Qi and made it weaken unconsciously. And why it has grown so much from the previous few days, there is only one possibility to think about it. That is, when Yan cultivated and fought, he obtained some spiritual and volitional feedback, and obtained a kind of evolution and sublimation.

Although it sounds a little incredible, when you think about Palladia's introduction and his own personal experience, Hiko's discovery is the most likely explanation. And this also made him suddenly have a ridiculous, crying and laughing feeling.

He really didn't expect that the Holy Light Qi would be so affected by the mind and will, that some slight fluctuations would cause it to undergo such a significant change. And this made a thought suddenly arise in his heart. When this idea was born, he couldn't help but start implementing it immediately.

As soon as he clenched the fist dragging the Holy Light Qi, Yan let the Holy Light Qi the size of the fireworks turn into wisps and penetrate into his palm. Immediately, he felt a warm sensation as if he had been soaked in hot water, and an invisible force was seeping into his body, rapidly repairing his traumatized body.

In just a few minutes, Hiko felt the pain begin to dissipate from his baptized arms like the ebbed waters of the tide. It gave his arm a new lease of life, even more powerful than his previous one.

Of course, after treating such a large area of injuries, that little bit of thin Holy Light Qi would naturally be exhausted. However, with the surprise and excitement that suddenly rose in Hiko's heart, the holy light qi that was about to dissipate suddenly seemed to be injected with gas, and it suddenly burst into flames.

Not only did it get back to normal, but it even got a little thicker. And this suddenly made Hiko's heart begin to give birth to a kind of surprise and satisfaction of witnessing a miracle. At this moment, there can be only one feeling in Yan's heart, that is, the sudden enlightenment of finding the way forward and the relaxation and joy of seeing the sun.

The magical ability of the Holy Light Qi swept away the decadence and depression in his heart, and he even had a special idea because of that magical characteristic. One that works only for himself, the most effective and convenient workout.

Admittedly, with his own weak body alone, it was almost impossible for him to extricate himself from the basic training that his father had set for him. No matter how strong his will is and how strong his beliefs are. Nor is it possible to change the shackles that reality has given him.

You know, even if he tried his best, he could only stop at the number of six thousand. And because of the forced grinding, he got bruised all over his body. Even if his injuries were healed, it would be difficult to make any significant progress in the face of this completely impossible devil training.

Perhaps, he will gradually take two steps forward in the painful grind again and again. But that doesn't really mean much. Because this kind of self-sharpening and training comes at a price, he knows very well that if he often makes himself so miserable. After a long time, it is likely that an incurable dark wound will form. And by that time, his footsteps were almost equivalent to being completely crucified there, and there was no further possibility of moving forward.

It can be said that if there is no miracle, he will always stop in front of this so-called basic exercise, forever thousands of miles away from his dream.

However, the miracle and efficacy of the Holy Light Qi made all this possible.

Because no matter how much it changes, the essence of the Holy Light is still the Holy Light. And the Holy Light is always the best healing power. While traveling through the world of Azeroth through dreams, Hiko had witnessed the greatness of this magical power.

Those scarred warriors can be reborn immediately after being baptized by the Holy Light, and those who are seriously wounded and dying can also burst out with magical power under the illumination of the Holy Light. Wounds, curses, and even the plagues of the Scourge were melted and evaporated in the light like snow in the sun. When it comes to healing, the Light is simply a miracle. And for Hiko, this alone is the most real miracle.

Although his father's training was an almost impossible mountain for him to climb, the existence of the Holy Light Qi was like a complete set of mountaineering equipment, making all this possible. Although he would still be in pain and traumatized by that horrific training. However, the result will be completely different from now.

Because he could use the Holy Light Qi to heal his body, allowing himself to forcibly carry the terrifying pressure. As long as he has to tighten his teeth and strengthen his will and faith, then no matter how serious his injuries are, he can be repaired under the healing of Holy Light Qi. If the will is not broken, the Holy Light Qi will never disappear. And if the Holy Light Qi didn't disappear, he could always persist in letting this kind of tempering continue. It would be a simple cycle, a cycle of will and perseverance.

And Yan, this is the one who is not afraid of competition. If will can represent strength, then Hiko believes that he can be regarded as a sword master-level figure. Because he had faced death head-on, no matter what, and more than once. That alone qualifies him to say such big things.

Of course, the will does not fully represent this. But now, his will can be the cornerstone that supports him, allowing him to persevere little by little from the difficulties in front of him. That was enough to make him ecstatic. And that's not all.

Through previous analysis, he had determined the manner in which the Holy Light Qi grew and its sensitivity to the spiritual will. And in his method of exercising, in addition to the body, the most tempered is undoubtedly the will. And that would obviously provide favorable conditions for the growth of the Holy Light Qi.

Hikoko will never forget the terrifying power of the holy light he possessed in his dreams. If his Holy Light Qi could reach that level, he believed that even in his father's eyes, he would be a qualified powerhouse.

Of course, it's too early to say that. Especially when his Holy Light Qi had only just taken its first steps. But to have hope is to have a future. And for his future, Hiko is obviously very optimistic. Because he already has the greatest arm.

Praise the Light!