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"This guy is so powerful..."

Even with the blessing of the Emperor Flame Holy Body and the Red Sun Sutra, Jiang Yan, whose physical strength far exceeded that of ordinary cultivators, could not help but feel shocked.

This is because the opponent's physical strength is so strong that it is beyond imagination, even not weaker than the ancient holy body possessed by Brother Chen.

Of course, the "not weaker than" here only refers to the physique itself.

If one adds the terrifying body-building method that Brother Chen practices, he will naturally be far superior to the opponent.

However, Jiang Yan, who was immersed in shock, did not know that Zhao Teng was far more shocked than he was.

"How can this guy be so powerful?"

He was shocked to find that not only could the opponent fight against him in terms of physical strength, but also in other aspects, and he even surpassed him!

For example...magical powers and spells!

But how is this possible? Are you kidding me?!

I, Zhao Teng, am the young patriarch of the Zhao family in Yongyang and the descendant of Emperor Tianming, which is why I have been able to obtain so many magical powers.

You are just a small person from the Eastern Region, with a shallow foundation. You were easily crushed by me. How come you have so many magical powers and techniques?

I can’t figure it out, I really can’t figure it out!!

However, just when Zhao Teng was distracted, he saw Jiang Yan coming towards him and hitting him hard on the chest, knocking him away again!

With a loud "bang", Zhao Teng fell heavily to the ground.

Before he could stand up, several lotuses of destruction fell mercilessly from the sky like meteors!

bang bang bang-

It was like a group of burning meteorites falling.

For a moment, flames rolled and explosions rang out continuously!

Even someone as powerful as Zhao Teng's breath became weaker and weaker under such a fierce attack.

There were even scars of varying sizes and depths all over his body.

Realizing that the situation was not good, Zhao Teng was forced to use his two divine forms again!

In an instant, the seven divine forms appeared on his body, and his power skyrocketed!

At the same time, his face turned extremely pale and his body began to tremble uncontrollably.

With his cultivation limited to the Myriad Realm, using the seven divine forms was already the limit, and it was constantly straining his body.

If he couldn't defeat the other party as soon as possible, he might not even need the other party to do anything. The heavy burden brought by the seven divine forms would be enough to crush him!

"You are truly proud of yourself for being able to push me to this point!"

Zhao Teng roared angrily and activated the Great Emperor's secret technique with all his strength. A dark divine light burst out from his fingertips, instantly annihilating those lotuses of destruction.

Then, he raised his hand and summoned a pitch-black halberd, which flew into the air and slashed towards Jiang Yan!

bang bang bang-

The emperor's ruler and the war spear collided violently!

The terrifying power spread out like ripples, stirring every inch of space!

In a blink of an eye, the two exchanged hundreds of moves!

Although Zhao Teng's attack was fierce, he was able to suppress Jiang Yan temporarily.

However, due to the enormous burden brought by the seven divine forms, his endurance was insufficient and his strength became increasingly weak.

On the other hand, although Jiang Yan was at a disadvantage, his aura was extremely stable, without any signs of decline, and even slightly strengthened. He was truly getting braver as the battle went on!

One goes down and the other goes up.

Zhao Teng soon found it difficult to hold on, and the seven divine forms turned back into six divine forms.

Seeing this, Jiang Yan immediately took action, reversed the situation, and regained the upper hand!

After dozens of moves.

As Jiang Yan once again released a powerful killing move that combined the Samadhi True Fire and the Lotus of Destruction, Zhao Teng was instantly severely injured and fell from the air to the ground!

boom--

There was a deafening bang.

Zhao Teng fell heavily to the ground.

At this moment, his face was as pale as paper, and blood kept flowing from the corners of his mouth.

Both arms were completely burned by the flames, leaving only charred marks and white bones.

The aura on his body quickly weakened, and the original six divine forms completely dissipated.

At this point in this fierce confrontation, he had lost the strength to continue fighting.

He raised his head with difficulty and looked at the figure in front of him, his pupils filled with unwillingness and despair.

"If I hadn't encountered restrictions from the rules, which prevented me from fully unleashing the Nine Divine Forms with my current cultivation level, how could you have defeated me?!"

Jiang Yan glanced at me coldly and said in a deep voice, "If my cultivation level wasn't only at the Wanxiang level and my foundation wasn't enough, how could you have held out in my hands for so long?"

"When I reach the ninth level of the Soul Realm and perfect my magical skills, I will be able to defeat you in less than ten moves!"

After all, he had been practicing for a short time and suffered from insufficient foundation, which resulted in him being unable to defeat Zhao Teng in a short period of time.

But he firmly believed that as long as he practiced for a few more years, he would be able to easily defeat the other party and no longer take him seriously.

Zhao Teng fell silent instantly after hearing this.

Because he understood that what the other party said was not unreasonable.

He had all kinds of advantages, but he still lost in the end.

"But how could I lose? How could I possibly lose?!"

Zhao Teng roared at the top of his lungs, his face full of disbelief and unwillingness.

"I, Zhao Teng, was born to sweep away everything and become an invincible emperor!"

"How could I lose to a mere fellow from the Eastern Region whose cultivation level is only Wanxiang at the same level?!"

At this moment, Zhao Teng's eyes were full of confusion.

Faced with this first crushing defeat at this level in his life, the once indestructible and invincible heart in his heart is now full of cracks!

Especially when he thought of what his elders had said to him.

"My son Zhao Teng has the qualities of a great emperor!"

"If you embark on the path of cultivation, you will surely be invincible in the world in the future!"

"..."

The earnest expectations of my elders kept echoing in my mind.

Finally, Zhao Teng's blood rushed to his heart and he suddenly spat out a large mouthful of blood!

"Could it be that my entire life is just to highlight this person's extraordinaryness?!"

He cried out to the sky, his voice full of confusion.

As he began to doubt himself, his invincible spirit was shattered!

In an instant, the momentum on his body dropped sharply like a flood bursting through a dam, plummeting!

Afterwards, Zhao Teng endured the severe pain in his body, raised his head with difficulty, glanced at Jiang Yan, and said in a trembling voice: "I admit defeat, you win..."

At this moment, he lost all his pride and confidence, became depressed, and looked like a complete loser.

He didn't even dare to think about how the cultivators in the five realms would view him after today's events became known.

Those strange, pitying looks filled him with fear, and his body couldn't help but tremble.

Jiang Yan looked at the genius in front of him who had lost his former charm and spirit, shook his head, and lost all his fighting spirit.

Because he knew that the other party's heart of Taoism had been damaged and he was almost half useless.

If I cannot adjust my mindset in time in the future, I am afraid that my achievements in this life will only stop at the level of Saint King, and I will never have the chance to climb to a higher peak.

Then, Jiang Yan looked at Zhao Teng deeply.

There was no mercy at all, but the more cruel method of killing and destroying one's heart was chosen.

In the other party's astonished eyes, he said casually: "You are indeed very powerful. No wonder you have such a great reputation. You are worthy of the title of the strongest young generation in the Central Region."

"Even within my clan, there are only a few who can defeat you with certainty. Only a mere two palms can defeat you. You have enough to be proud of yourself..."

After saying that, without waiting for the other party to react, he quickly turned around and walked towards his brother, preparing to replace him.

The previous battle was extremely exhausting for me and I need to rest for a while. It is not convenient for me to have a second battle.

As Jiang Yan's figure completely disappeared from his sight, Zhao Teng finally woke up from his dream and came to his senses.

He looked dazed, so shocked that he seemed unable to even feel the pain of losing his arms.

He lowered his head and muttered to himself, "How many people are sure to defeat me?"

"Is this a joke?!"

At this moment, he instinctively doubted these words, believing that the other party had deliberately made up such an absurd lie in order to attack him!

However, despite being full of doubts, deep down in my heart, I couldn't help but have a different idea.

What if the genius of the Cangwu Jiang family is really so powerful?

Thinking of this, his already fragile Dao heart suffered another severe blow, causing him to spit out several mouthfuls of blood in succession.

Then everything went black and he fainted!