Chapter 918: Too much is as bad as not enough
Translator: Exodus Tales Editor: Exodus Tales
“Sensitivity increasing drug?”
Su Hao thought of a possibility.
He used to be a pharmacist. Although his level of expertise wasn’t that high, that didn’t hinder him from having the knowledge of pharmacy. Sensitivity increasing drugs was one of the ten unique drugs in pharmaceuticals. In order to alleviate the pain caused by the black market strengthening drug, he and Zhang Zhongtian had both used a sensitivity dulling drug before.
These drugs were quite special, and ordinary people won’t even consider them.
That ascetic monk.
The standard of measuring his talent was based on the degree of pain he feels. In other words, it didn’t matter how much Su Hao had to pay for the energy. The pain suffered by the esper was the most important one! If Su Hao’s power was extremely terrifying and yet the monk wasn’t harmed, his talent wouldn’t work.
However, if there is a sensitive drug involved…
One single blow would generate unimaginable pain, and then this ascetic monk would be able to produce terrifying strength!
“No wonder he became this powerful.”
Su Hao came to an understanding.
This ascetic monk’s talent was really heaven-defying. However, Su Hao didn’t rejoice even for one bit. As the monk had explained clearly, the strength he gained would be equivalent to the amount of suffering he endured.
Su Hao would never think that it was that easy to endure.
A physical collision itself was harsh to begin with. If you add in a sensitivity increasing drug… Based on Su Hao’s judgement, the amount of sensitive drug taken by this monk was definitely not in a small dosage.
“This is a true lunatic!”
Su Hao was in great shock.
Even when he felt that his perseverance was amazing, he did not dare bear such pain. Not to mention, this monk’s face didn’t change at all while under the influence of the sensitivity increasing drug. Obviously, he had long become used to such pain. Such a terrible opponent was definitely a headache for everyone.
The monk charged toward Su Hao once again.
The incoming momentum was astonishing!
Being attacked by a force that exceeded himself by a dozen times, that wasn’t a great experience. Even if Su Hao’s hidden strength were to erupt entirely, in front of this monk, he would only get beaten. The powerful force comparable to a level three world esper was definitely not something that Su Hao could contend with.
“Keep persevering, and everything should be fine.”
Su Hao gritted his teeth.
This talent was too overpowered!
Su Hao believed that the monk’s power had a time limit and that he would be fine as long as Su Hao was able to last till the end of the monk’s sudden boost of strength. However, the monk didn’t give such a chance to Su Hao. The attacks coming from his fists became more and more intense. Occasionally, the counters from Su Hao were all endured by the monk.
He didn’t resist at all!
As long as it wasn’t a one-shot kill, he wouldn’t die. The confrontation against Su Hao would only make him stronger after suffering more injuries!
This is the terrifying point of Ascetic Monk.
As long as he began, there was nothing to stop him. His attacks became more and more ruthless. He completely ignored Su Hao’s attacks, yet his combat strength increased significantly! Su Hao had no chance to retaliate.
If he didn’t take action, the monk would be more ferocious.
If he made a move…. the monk won’t resist at all but borrow Su Hao’s power to accumulate the damage to increase his power instead. His face was still as plain and cold as ever.
“Is this a human?”
Su Hao cursed in his heart.
This monk was too calm! Scraping bones to heal was a toy to him! No matter how much pain he endured, the monk’s face didn’t even show any signs of change. It was as if the one being injured wasn’t him.
Religious people are all maniacs!
Su Hao didn’t accidentally put a label on the monk. However, in any case, the current situation was that he was on the losing end, and he could only retreat with each step! Retreat! And retreat again!
Su Hao was sent flying.
Blood splattered all over the place.
Su Hao pitifully landed on the ground from the air. It had been such a long time since he suffered such a serious injury. However, the monk in front of him stood still. Origin avatar was ineffective! Each origin technique was useless! In fact, even the godlike state that Su Hao always relied on was not effective against him.
This was simply a hedgehog!
“No wonder he’s so arrogant.” Su Hao said hatefully.
So what if he’s strong? The opponent simply attacked while ignoring his attacks! Instead, all of Su Hao’s attacks became the source of energy in front of this opponent.
Rule Force derived from a grade S talent was simply too horrifying!
Is this the essence of Rule Force?
Su Hao clenched his fists; he needed to find a solution! Otherwise, there might not even be a chance to escape. Instead, he would be beaten to death by this guy. No matter how fast he is, in front of this monk, who is a dozen times stronger, there was simply not much hope at all. He must think of an alternative.
Rule Force derived from grade S talent is really this strong?
Su Hao didn’t believe it.
Grade S talents are indeed strong, and even could allow one to fight on par against higher levels within the world realm. However, Su Hao believed that going from level one to level three world realm and even approaching World Force was simply too much. Based on Su Hao’s knowledge of grade S talents, once there is such a strong talent…
It must have its shortcomings.
What are the shortcomings of Ascetic Monk then?
Su Hao’s eyes flashed coldly.
Golden light flashed.
Su Hao regained his composure. Using his origin avatar to escape an attack from the monk, he retreated farther and farther away from the monk while the monk chased him decisively. In fact, the monk’s speed exceeded his by many times! This was the benefit brought from the sudden boost, an all-round improvement.
Red and blue light flashed.
Su Hao finally activated Illusion Reality.
After several attacks, Su Hao somehow managed to escape the incoming attacks.
With the aid of Synchronize Space and Illusion Reality, Su Hao was finally able to barely escape, but he also knew that this wasn’t a lasting solution. Although the monk will certainly not last much longer, the countless strength acquired earlier was definitely enough to support him, at least he would last longer than Su Hao.
The monk kept chasing him fiercely.
He would be calm like a maiden and move like a crazy rabbit at the same time. When the monk assumed his berserk mode, the violent force would pour down like a waterfall. Su Hao’s figure was akin to a small fluttering boat in the middle of a raging sea that could be overturned at any moment. In such a crisis, Su Hao was searching for a line of hope.
“There are only two ways.”
Such thoughts flashed within Su Hao’s mind.
One was to kill with one blow. As long as a more powerful force was used against the monk, the power of Ascetic Monk would be a complete joke. However, Su Hao estimated that he had no such power.
The monk’s own defense wasn’t bad, but it was useless.
If he was to use his full power, there was no doubt that the monk would defend it head-on and then take the rest of the damage. If he couldn’t die by then…
That would be one hell of a disaster.
The second method was to find Ascetic Monk’s weakness.
A grade S talent, would there really be no weakness?
Su Hao’s eyes turned cold. He looked at this fierce monk in front of him. Besides the time constraints, there must be other defects. For example…
Su Hao seemed to have thought of something. His eyes lit up.
How much pain could he endure…
Although it sounded like a meaningless sentence, Su Hao seemed to understand something. Why was this talent so heaven-defying?
It was all because of the sensitivity increasing drug!
If it were just a normal Ascetic Monk, the pain to strength gain would most likely be a one-to-one ratio or one-to-two or three at most.
The reason this monk was so powerful was thanks to the effect of the sensitivity increasing drug that magnified his pain and allowed him to be stronger. This meant that it would be easier to gain strength, which was why this monk could step into the level three world realm in minutes. Doesn’t that also mean another fact?
The limit of his suffering!
Assuming 100 units of pain received would be converted into 100 units of strength. However, this monk was like activating a cheat. With just 10 units of pain, he was able to exchange for 100 units of suffering, but it also meant he would gain 100 units of strength.
What if that limit was exceeded?
No matter how strong this monk was, there must be an upper limit!
Thus, what if the limit defined by this grade S talent was exceeded? There is always a limit to how much a human can endure.
Su Hao looked pensive.
A punch passed by.
Leaving behind a trail of blood on the face, the monk didn’t give much time for Su Hao to think. When Su Hao recovered from his thought, he also didn’t hesitate to attack.
This was his only chance!
Su Hao rushed forward to clash with the monk head-on in high spirits. However, instead of calling it a fight, it might as well be called being abused. With Su Hao’s current strength, the gap with the monk was too much. However, even with the blood covering all his body, Su Hao didn’t retreat. His eyes were still gloomy.
“Brother, it’s time to end this.”
The monk had lost his patience.
Golden light flashed.
This time, the monk condensed a horrifying attack and aimed at Su Hao. If it hit, even if Su Hao didn’t die, he would still end up as a cripple. However, unexpectedly, at this time, Su Hao charged toward the monk and suddenly burst out with a bright brilliance.
Densely packed silver needles emerged.
The monk got scared for a second. Earlier, when he saw Su Hao summon one Shadowless God Needle, he thought that was already Su Hao’s trump card. Shadowless God Needle wasn’t anything but a fourth grade boundary spirit. Are you teasing me now?
“You’re courting death!”
The monk’s tone didn’t sound great.
He had lost all of his patience.
Although he could gain strength from the pain, it was only a temporary state, and he wasn’t a masochist. Who would like to suffer pain for nothing unless necessary? However, Su Hao’s final struggle, at least in his eyes, was just nonsense! Is Su Hao trying to drag him along to death too?
The monk pointed a finger at the air and blasted the surrounding area.
When he was about to retreat, he saw those silver needles didn’t head straight to him, but dispersed all over the air instead, aiming at every part of the monk’s body. Based on the monk’s shallow medical knowledge, it wasn’t something that his pain tolerance could endure.
All seven orifices, chest, buttocks, and even his groin!
The self-proclaimed monk who is unafraid of pain had a change of expression for the first time. If these fourth grade boundary spirits were to hit on such spots…
Su Hao’s idea was simple.
Since you want to enjoy the pain, I will let you enjoy it to the climax! Damn you!