Aske couldn't remember how many times it had been.
In short, by the time he counted to the 14th or maybe the 15th time, his mind had completely blanked out.
Ah, forget it...what's the point of counting clearly? Can it be traded for monetary compensation?
As a Transcendent of the Demigod Rank, his physical attributes naturally far surpassed ordinary people, such as the sharpness of his perception, the endurance of his body, the recovery ability of his endocrine gland tissues, etc.
Unfortunately, his opponent was also of the Demigod Rank and had racial talents as well. Plus, his bloodline ability was suppressed by Agrippina's poison, making it impossible to control the rhythm and strength, like a small boat in a storm... no, to be precise, like a cucumber dropped into a juicer, being ground and rotated at will.
When the poison's effects wore off and he regained a bit of strength, Aske couldn't be bothered to move much more, adopting a "break the jar and let it be" attitude.
