This power, although it didn't erupt outright, was something Lin Chen could clearly feel coursing through his body.
He stared urgently at Wang Hao, a blazing anticipation surging in his heart.
It was a hunger for strength.
Their gazes met in midair. Sensing the burning heat in Lin Chen's eyes, Wang Hao couldn't help being stunned—he had never seen anyone yearn for power this much.
Even though Lin Chen had just been injured by this sword technique, he was still focused on it now, feeling no trace of frustration at all—in fact, he even faintly felt a bit excited.
His hands kept moving, full of excitement, and the faint wound on his right hand was also gradually healing as he moved.
This scene made Wang Hao both shocked and wary. He had already sensed that Lin Chen's body was formidable, but he hadn't expected his current recovery speed to be so terrifying—within just a few breaths, the wounds on his body had completely healed.
