Due to the popularity of [Wu'an Jun] and the ranking of the leader of the [Fengshen List], everyone subconsciously ignored Zhao Yinshun's age and regarded him as a mature and old extraordinary person. They did not think that there was anything wrong with today's challenge.

But when he asked such a "naive" question, everyone realized a horrible fact.

This Wu Anjun, who stood at the top of the new generation of genius saints and suppressed them to suffocate and despair, is actually just a child under the age of 16!

The confusion that followed naturally emerged in everyone's hearts. How did he practice?

From his awakening to his sturdy years, it took only about three years to complete the entire generation, but the power and realm he showed seemed to have been practicing for 300 years!

The realm can be suddenly increased in a short period of time through [Insight], but the strength is not good!

The six-dimensional spirituality is an objective reality, and it requires a little bit of cultivation and accumulation, and it is impossible to soar out of thin air!

Even if he didn't eat or drink or sleep for three years, this leap-like progress was too exaggerated, let alone his daily lingering [Pingkangfang], and he never saw him practicing!

"Wu'anjun is joking. When you become an adult, you will naturally grow a beard."

Desong Yazhuo clasped his hands together and tried to calm down the emotional fluctuations in his heart.

"Yeah?"

Rubbing his chin, Zhao Yinshun glanced at his attribute panel and couldn't help but smack his lips.

【Life-Year]: 631

According to the physiological stage, I am still in the [infant period]. It takes at least 120 years to grow a beard until [infant period]...

The premise is that during these two Jiazi periods, your life span will not continue to increase.

But the question is that [Taiyi Eternal Life Skill] will not make you as you wish!

"Do you have any other questions?"

Looking at Zhao Yinshun's melancholy expression of extreme Versailles, Desong Mizhuo asked helplessly.

"No more, I just heard bad news today and was in a bad mood. If I take too much action later, I would like to forgive Brother Tomoto Yazhuo."

Hearing this, Tomoto Mizuno's eyes lit up, his white teeth opened, and a hideous smile appeared on his fierce and fierce face.

"Come on, the little monk also has this concern. If he is heavy, please don't blame Wu'an."

Nearly a hundred meters away, the two of them "smile at each other" and put down all their concerns.

The next second, the figures of the two men suddenly disappeared from the same place. At almost the same time, at the same time, the air within a radius of more than ten meters shrank significantly inward, causing ripples like water waves.

In the ripples, two blurry afterimages slowly condense, revealing a strange picture of lunge and fist confrontation.

One is slender and symmetrical, the other is as majestic as a mountain, and the size is as vast as the size of the two fists solidified in the air. After a brief hedging balance, the fist contact point is centered at the contact point, and a circle of shock waves visible to the naked eye are hemispherical and spread outward at supersonic speed.

Wherever the ripples passed, the thick white marble floor tiles instantly cracked, as if they were crushed by an invisible giant hammer, then flew away by violent air waves, and were crushed into smaller powder in the air, forming an infinitely expanding cloud of mushroom smoke.

The terrifying and terrifying force unloaded into the ground under his feet, and with the two as dots, it sank within a radius of more than ten meters, forming a huge radial shallow pit.

The battle was decided without any fancy fight. The burly figure finally overwhelmed the young man in white, and the pouring power drove him away.

Scream~

Two straight trenches were plowed out on the ground with both feet. Zhao Yinshun's body moved back uncontrollably, rubbing for more than ten meters before he stopped completely.

After one punch, the two of them fell silent at the same time, and the same doubts appeared in their eyes.

What kind of monster are you?

【Strength】: 1681(Abyss)【Innate Divine Body+20%】【Heavenly Dao Xuanzhi+10%】

Zhao Yinshun subconsciously glanced at his [power] attribute, and his face was full of black questions.

The actual power exceeding 2,000 points is probably enough to crush some sixth-level legends, but such a brutal force was actually defeated by the front?!

But he didn't know that at this time, Tomoto Mizuho on the opposite side was even more unacceptable to this reality than him.

I used my secret technique to release the power of the dragon and elephant, and the power was increased by more than 1 times. He actually took it head-on?!

In other words, his true power is nearly twice that of himself??!

In the Golden Palace, the princes and ministers who watched the battle with divine thoughts looked different. The old monk Hu who had been smiling was stunned, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared, replaced by the same suspicious life as Desong Mizhuo.

He never doubted the overall strength of [Wu'an Jun], but the secret technique of [Ganjia Temple] has unique advantages. In terms of strength, he has confidence in the same level of energy, and no existence can defeat the genius of [Ganjia Temple]!

But today, this confidence and pride have been completely destroyed by [Wu'an Jun]...

What's even more terrifying is that he noticed that Zhao Yinshun was not injured after taking the punch, which means that he has a powerful body that matches his strength!

In other words, his [body] attribute is about twice that of Desong Yazhuo!

If he still has the same level of [sensitivity]... or even [element], [qi], [shen]...

After a chill, Sanpozanchi couldn't imagine what a terrifying scene it would be.

How is that possible?

How could there be such an outrageous existence!?

His beloved disciple is born with divine power and can conquer a tiger at the age of eight. [Innate Root Bone] almost reaches the limit of ordinary things!

After practicing, he awakened with the three-dimensional touch extremes of [power], [body], [qi], and the growth of these three attributes is directly full. In addition, the cost-effective medicine and secret techniques are cultivated. Within the third level, he should be the ceiling of strength!

Something is wrong, something is wrong with this Wu'an!

Sangpozanqi shook his head, unable to accept the fact that Zhao Yinshun actually crushed nearly twice in their most proud field.

The innate and acquired conditions of his beloved disciple have reached the theoretical limit, and his power has obviously exceeded the third-level SSS level. Sampozanqi even speculated that he may be close to the legendary [God level] that only exists in imagination!

When he releases the power of the dragon and elephant with his secret technique, his power will be exponentially increased, even the genius saints in the same sequence should be defeated and defeated, rather than going on!

The key is... not injured yet...

Looking at Zhao Yinshun who gently swayed his fists, Sangbo Zanqi's heart gradually sinks.

Originally, he thought that after his disciple broke through, he had at least 30% chance of winning against [Wu'an Jun], but now it seems...10%... no, maybe half of Chengdu doesn't...

[Sword-controlling and spiritual communication] realm combined with [Sword-hiding Technique], once the divine sword is unsheathed, he has personally experienced the power of destroying the world!

Unless the Ming King comes to the world, no one will be stupid enough to take the [Da Luo Sword Immortal] level of the edge.

With the invincible edge and the crushing speed, Desong Mizhuo could not keep up with it. He could only be beaten passively. He didn't even need to enter the [Shen Shen] posture to beat him to death!

Could it be that even my disciples cannot force out the strongest posture of [Wu'anjun]?

In his incredible and puzzled eyes, the situation on the field changed unexpectedly.

Zhao Yinshun untie the White Emperor Sword at his waist and threw it casually. The Pure White Divine Sword was suspended lightly on his side, without any intention of being unsheathed.

The young young man in white who had removed his weapons moved his limbs, and his joints made a series of crisp sounds like firecrackers.

What does he want to do?

The same question came to everyone's hearts, and an unacceptable guess emerged in Tomoto Mizuno's mind.

Does he want to fight with me with bare hands?!

"Since self-awakening, I have experienced more than a hundred battles, but never had an existence of the same level that could overwhelm me in a single attribute. Brother Desong Mizhuo...you are the first..."

Looking at the giant man with a gloomy face, Zhao Yinshun laughed softly.

"Haha, do I still have to be proud of?"

Half sarcastic and half self-deprecating grinning, Tomoto Yazuo found that his voice was particularly dry and bitter.

He raised his eyes in surprise, and the young man in white nodded solemnly.

"Of course I'm proud enough. This is something that many fifth-level or even sixth-level legends cannot do!"

“…………”

Although he knew that he was telling the truth, he couldn't help but want to swear in the ears of others.

"Mr. Wu'an is so angry!"

In the Golden Palace, hearing a meaningful pause behind him, Li Min pursed her pink lips and pressed down the corner of her raised mouth with force.

Damn it, he pretended to be there again!

On the battlefield, Desong Mizhuo took a deep breath and used a lot of effort to relieve his anger.

However, the next sentence of the boy in white instantly broke his defense.

"Believe me, that punch just now can make you blow for the rest of your life!"

I'll blow you to paralyze, the Great Powerful Tianlong!

Roar ~

The giant palm like a palm fan lifted up a shrill sound like a dragon's roar. A strong wind that hits the face pressed Zhao Yinshun into breath.

With enough energy to leverage the extraordinary power, the surging energy prystalizes into a giant palm shadow, and a brutal tiger roar explodes in the void, and even faintly suppresses the other party's dragon roar!

[Wild God Shattered Star Power]!

Boom ~

Two cruel giant palms, one dragon and one tiger, were all fancy marks together. The thick palm force exploded into a circle of vertical circular air waves. The condensed energy was as sharp as a knife, and it directly cut the ground under the two feet into a dark crack that was half a foot wide, hundreds of meters long and bottomless.

Then, the violent air waves collapsed and expanded, releasing into violent shock waves and blowing off the sand and rocks.
To be continued...