Mill was three meters tall in his first form. His arms were as thick as tree trunks, and his hard fist looked like a ferocious hammer. He angrily punched out, causing the wind from his fist to howl as the air exploded.
Feng Yuanlin did not dodge. He continued raising his shield as though he was in a daze!
"Boom!"
This punch struck the shield without any loss of strength. The sound of the collision resounded as though a gigantic cruise ship had slammed into a reef. The sound waves were like a tsunami.
The power of this punch was fully demonstrated from the sound alone. The audience pricked up their ears as they held their breaths. They stared at the rusty and worn-out shield with widened eyes!
The hammer-like fist froze at the instant of the collision, as though it had been frozen in place.
As for the worn-out bronze shield, it was as though it had been sealed in ice. It was completely intact!
Feng Yuanlin's feet merely swayed slightly!
The power of this punch was only this much?
The audience let out incredulous exclamations!
This punch did not seem fake be it in terms of momentum or momentum. Mill's slightly red face was also extremely real. It was impossible for this punch to be all bark and no bite!
However, such a worn-out bronze shield had managed to perfectly block it?
How could this shield be so sturdy?
"Impossible!"
The person who found it most unbelievable was none other than Mill. He refused to believe that 70% of his strength was unable to shatter such a worn-out shield. There had to be something fishy going on!
"Paltry tricks are just a joke in front of absolute power!"
Mill roared ferociously as he immediately punched out again. This time, he used 100% of his strength. The momentum and momentum were raised by a notch!
He refused to believe that his punch was unable to shatter the worn-out shield!
The Transcendents did not believe it either, but there was no reason for them to doubt it. They widened their eyes, unwilling to miss this heart-wrenching scene!
Feng Yuanlin, who was raising his shield, appeared extremely confident. Against Mill's seemingly seamless third punch, he remained as motionless as a mountain. The way he raised his shield was like a firm boulder!
"Boom!"
The third punch struck the shield!
What was the outcome?
"It actually did not crack!"
The audience exclaimed!
This worn-out shield had managed to withstand three consecutive punches from Mill in his first form, who was ranked seventh among the eight Transcendent Bravehearts?
"The human's leg moved."
A meticulous Transcendent pointed out a point that was easily overlooked.
But immediately, some of the people who were unwilling to be left out started to lead the way. "What's the use of that? Three punches only made the other person's feet move a little? How did a piece of trash like Mill become one of the Eight Heroes? Damn it, isn't the Eight Great Heroes an exaggeration? "
Any party, any race, any country could be lacking in anything, but there would definitely be no shortage of haters and haters. The haters who had been hiding for a long time but never had the chance to vent their frustrations finally had a great opportunity. How could they let go of this chance to spew insults without having to bear any responsibility?
"He can't even shatter a crappy shield. This is a disgrace to us Transcendents!"
"I've long said that apart from Moya, the other eight Bravehearts aren't strong enough. Mill has given himself away!"
"Sigh, the eight heroes only have this much strength. How are they going to fight against the Demon King?"
“.....”
The haters' timing was perfect. Most of the citizens wouldn't choose to speak at this time. Mill's true fans would retort a few times, but their words were feeble.
The truth was in front of them!
Mill's three consecutive punches had failed to shatter the crappy bronze shield. Using the excuse that his opponent was too powerful and the shield was too hard, the Transcendents could not accept it. Then, the only explanation was — Mill was too weak!
Mill naturally heard the booing. His expression immediately turned ugly as though he had eaten shit!
"I have to shatter it!"
Mill realized this point. If he could not shatter the shield, it would leave a stain on his life!
"Very good, human. I admit that I have underestimated you. You have forced me to be serious! I only used 20% of my strength just now. Now, I'll let you experience 30% of my strength! "
Mill pretended that he had not used his full strength and continued posturing. Now, as long as he shattered the shield, his reputation could still be redeemed!
Thankfully, the human still did not take any action. It was as though he was waiting for him to continue striking the shield. This gave him a final chance!
"Break!"
Mill bellowed angrily as he punched forward!
"Boom!"
He had used all his strength in this punch!
But it was useless. The shield remained intact!
What else could he do?
Another punch!
After Mill's right fist punched out, he immediately followed up with his left fist!
"Boom!"
Despite using all his strength, he still failed to shatter the shield. However, a new crack finally appeared on the worn-out bronze shield!
There was hope!
"I can shatter it!"
Mill saw hope!
"Break, break, break, break, break!"
Mill began punching the shield in a frenzy!
One punch, two punches, three punches …
Feng Yuanlin also cooperated by raising his shield and taking on Mill's storm-like punches that didn't stop at all!
The audience gradually quietened down. Some were frightened by this scene.
The frenzied Mill emitted a terrifying power. His storm-like punches left everyone dumbfounded!
Finally, cracks began to appear on the worn-out bronze shield!
Some of the nosy spectators were already counting the number of punches Mill had thrown.
In the deathly silent arena, other than Mill's hysterical roars and the deafening sounds of his punches, there was only the sound of people counting.
"56!"
When the number of punches reached 56, a shattering sound was heard!
The worn-out bronze shield finally shattered, after Mill had punched it crazily for 56 times!
"It's shattered, it's shattered, hahaha!"
Mill laughed maniacally as he danced. He did not forget to posture, "Not bad, human. You have forced This Braveheart to use 60% of his strength. It's worthy of praise!"
This time, the silent arena did not ignite into cheers. The Transcendents were all silent. They were not fools, so how could they believe that Mill had only used 60% of his strength in his crazed state? He had probably used up all the energy he had to give birth.
At this moment, Feng Yuanlin, who had been silent like a boulder, gently clapped his hands and said, "Impressive. The Transcendent Bravehearts indeed live up to their reputation. They are worthy of me being slightly serious."
After Feng Yuanlin said that, he raised his right hand as a golden shield appeared out of thin air in his right hand!
It was a flawless golden shield that shone with dazzling golden light. It looked incomparably sturdy!
If the worn-out bronze shield was said to be an old man at the end of his life, then the golden shield was like a high-spirited youth. Its hardness and firmness were a stark contrast from its appearance!
The audience burst into an uproar.
Mill's face was ashen!
Fifty-six punches to shatter a worn-out bronze shield was just a simple trick. This slightly serious golden shield was several levels higher. What could be used to shatter it?
"Humans are actually that powerful?"
The Transcendents let out such voices.
In the audience stands, Shi Xiaobai gave Feng Yuanlin a big thumbs up with a smile!
Pulp Farmer and Liu Yu sat by the side. They looked somewhat happy, but they were mostly speechless.
Liu Yu said with a sigh, "This posturing routine is truly unparalleled."
The corners of Pulp Farmer's mouth twitched. "Shi Xiaobai, I have to hand it to you this time."
Feng Yuanlin's actions were naturally taught by Shi Xiaobai. The worn-out bronze shield looked worn-out, but it was actually Feng Yuanlin's strongest move. If not, how could he withstand Mill's 56 punches?
However, under Shi Xiaobai's guidance, Feng Yuanlin had disguised the shield!
You have used all your strength to shatter a shield.
Sorry, that's just a worn-out bronze shield!
A flawless golden shield is waiting for you!
In less than a minute, Mill, who no longer had any fighting spirit left, was struck to the ground by Feng Yuanlin's shield. The duel had come to an end.
From beginning to end, Feng Yuanlin did not say a single posturing word, but by switching between the two shields, he had displayed his posturing to the extreme.
The Transcendents immediately shut their mouths.
Of course, there were some people who were stubborn, claiming that it was not because humans were strong, but because they were rich and had powerful treasures.
In response to this, Shi Xiaobai sneered incessantly.
This was because, in a short while, Pulp Farmer, who had obtained the true teachings of Shi Xiaobai's posturing technique, was about to appear!
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(PS: It's five in the morning. I finished the second chapter overnight. In the future, I will try my best to upload at least two chapters a day. I won't sleep until I finish! Seeking monthly votes, seeking tips. Everyone's support is the motivation for me to persist.)
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