Inside the practice room.
Lu Chenzhou made his hand into a blade and struck his chest fiercely.
Pa!
The golden liquid parted as easily as water waves, offering no resistance at all. The Iron Palm left a red mark on his chest. Lu Chenzhou's expression changed slightly.
"What's going on? Why is there no defense power…"
Suddenly, he thought of something. Lu Chenzhou took out an alloy blade and drew it across his arm. As the alloy blade touched the golden liquid, it was like striking tempered glass—the golden liquid quivered slightly, and an invisible force of rebound burst out.
Bang!
The alloy fruit knife snapped in response.
"So that's it. This golden liquid has intelligent sensing… It can identify the source of an attack. If it's my own attack, naturally it won't resist."
Golden Body Skill, high level.
Lu Chenzhou found an iron rod and knocked it against his head. He didn't dare to use much force. The instant the iron rod struck his head, it twisted and deformed soundlessly.
