Followed by a muffled thud, Yi Shen's face was slapped on by the golden brick before he saw Po's move clearly.
Yi Shen's body was especially strong. The golden brick slapped on Yi Shen's face and sent up countless fire sparkles. Yi Shen slightly raised his head backward, and the golden brick was sent up over a hundred meters high, swaying back into Po's hand.
"What a thick face!" Po yelled out in surprise, while conveniently waving that golden brick in the air.
This foot-wide golden brick wasn't a finished magic tool. Instead, it was made from the essence metals collected by Po when he traveled all over the world, smelted with his own true fire, and was only used as a storage material for tool-crafting.
Although it was just an unformed material, Po was so powerful that even though the metal block made by him seemed to be small, its weight could be as heavy as three to five mountains. If it was smashed by Po, even a mountain would be smashed into pieces.
However, Yi Shen's face was only slightly blushed after being smashed by the golden brick. On the contrary, a clear human face was dented on Po's golden brick, and judging from the facial features, it was exactly Yi Shen's face.
Po couldn't help but be a bit surprised. He knew that the bodies of human Senior Magi were strong, but Yi Shen was so young, yet his body was already so strong. This was way beyond Po's imagination.
Judging from the power of Yi Shen's soul, Ji Hao could tell that he was less than a hundred years old, but he had such a strong body. Even back in the prehistorical era when the humankind rose, Yi Shen could be counted as a decent genius.
Yi Shen rubbed his slightly numbed face, glared at Po, and angrily flicked his fingers. All of a sudden, thousands of invisible streams of arrow power swooshed out.
Po waved his sleeve and released a stream of cyan light, shielding Ji Hao's body. All arrows bumped against the cyan light, but only caused a few slight ripples in the air; the cyan light didn't even move a little bit. Po chuckled, wielded his pair of broad sleeves, and sent out hundreds of golden bricks in a row.
A series of thudding noise could be heard without an end. Those golden bricks, which were smelted from essence metals, smashed on Yi Shen's face one after another, making him dizzy. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't even stop a single golden brick from smashing on his face.
He was the most noble prince of the Ten Sun Country. Although Po's golden bricks couldn't hurt him, it was still way too humiliating for him to be slapped in the face by someone else. Yi Shen roared out in anger. His body flashed across the air and left shreds of afterimages in the air, swiftly dodging in the snowstorm.
However, Po slightly flicked his finger. Following his move, those extremely heavy golden bricks hovered around Yi Shen's body like nimble butterflies. No matter how hard Yi Shen tried to dodge, hundreds of golden bricks still landed on Yi Shen's face one after another.
As the saying went, dripping water could wear through stone. Even though Yi Shen's face was much harder than diamond, the golden brick made by Po couldn't be compared with water. One or two strikes wouldn't be able to break it, and neither would a hundred or two hundred strikes. However, Po had been controlling those golden bricks to crazily smash down like a storm.
Within the span of a few breaths, Po's golden brick slapped on Yi Shen's face for at least tens of thousands of times.
Yi Shen's face was swollen and bruised, even causing a buzzing noise in his ears. The thudding noise caused by the golden bricks bumping against his face was like thunderclaps, ceaselessly ringing in his ears, making him suffer a great pain.
Although he wasn't truly injured, this was way too humiliating!
As the crown prince of Ten Sun Country, when had he ever been bullied like this?
"Stop! Daoist Po, stop right now! " Yi Shen suddenly realized that the name 'Priest Po' was exactly the same as that mysterious' Priest Corpse ', who promised him an immortal life, didn't it? Priest Corpse was so mysterious and powerful, and this' Priest Po 'was obviously not someone to be trifled with either.
Therefore, Yi Shen hurriedly yelled out in anger and shame, telling Po to stop.
Po wielded his hand and sent those hundreds of golden bricks back into his sleeve. Smilingly, he put his hands in the sleeve, mildly bowed to Yi Shen and said, "My brother, let's talk nicely. Why do you have to be so violent? Look, your face is even broken! "
Yi Shen finally sensed a burning pain on his face. He hurriedly raised his hand and wiped his face. As he said, his face was swollen, and his skin was broken in quite a few places, with hot blood flowing out ceaselessly.
"You!" Yi Shen's face even turned purple in anger. He took a deep breath, activated his Divine Magus spirit blood, and speedily healed that slight wound on his face. He pointed at Po, even slightly quivering in anger. He wanted to yell at Po, but he was afraid that he might fall into that embarrassing situation again.
Remaining silent for a while, Yi Shen thought of what Priest Corpse had told him. On Yao Mountain, there was a person that even he dared not to offend.
"Priest Po, why are you trying to embarrass me for no reason?" Swallowing his anger, Yi Shen angrily questioned Po.
"May I know your name?" Po smilingly looked at Yi Shen, didn't respond to Yi Shen's question, and instead, asked his name.
"I am Yi Shen, the current crown prince of Ten Sun Country's Yi Shen Clan!" Yi Shen proudly raised his head and said, "In Ten Sun Country's Yi Shen Clan, only the most powerful and outstanding descendant of each generation is qualified to have the name 'Yi Shen'!"
"Ten Sun Country, Eastern Wasteland's Ten Sun Country!" Po knitted his eyebrows, then turned around and glanced at the nine enormous Gold Crows floating above Yao Mountain.
Yi Shen's pupils suddenly shrunk to the size of needlepoints. Po turned around and looked at those Gold Crows, which gave Yi Shen a good opportunity to make a move. Behind him, a cyan-colored mist swooshed up to tens of zhang high, then a longbow appeared in the air and was gripped tightly in his hand.
Yi Shen gripped the bowstring with his fingers and pulled the longbow open. A dazzling golden arrow appeared in the air.
"Die!" Yi Shen proudly gave a vicious grin, then loosened his grip. Following his move, the golden arrow darted towards Po at lightning speed, leaving a long streak of golden light in the air.
At the same time, thousands of silhouettes suddenly flashed across the air and snow. Thousands of elite Ten Sun Country warriors, who came with Yi Shen, pulled their longbows open simultaneously. Suddenly, arrows poured down like a heavy storm. Thousands of people released their arrows together, and within a second, tens of thousands of arrows descended towards Po in a strange pattern.
"Reckless fool!" Po snorted coldly. He had always been calm and indifferent, but now, he was enraged. His body flashed across the air and suddenly transformed into a clear stream of mist, dissipating in the air.
All those arrows suddenly paused in the air, then silently shattered into large clouds of dust, dissipating in the air along with the wind.
Flashing across the air, Po showed up in front of Yi Shen, gripping a pair of purely black, octagonal hammers. The pair of hammers brought up a dark storm of natural power and struck on Yi Shen's chest one after another, along with a shrill swishing noise.
Yi Shen's clothes were blasted apart. His Divine-Magus-level inherited magic treasure, which had a great defensive power, was smashed into pieces by Po's hammers. The pair of hammers struck violently on Yi Shen's chest like thunder bolts.
Thud! Thud! Thud! Yi Shen was sent flying backward while vomiting blood. His chest was dented, and he was sent flying backward. He flew for tens of miles away, then thudded heavily against the ground. Letting out a mouthful of blood, Yi Shen leaped up, turned around and silently fled at his highest speed.
Running for over ten miles, Yi Shen screamed out hoarsely, "Run for your life! Run! "
Thousands of Ten Sun Country elite warriors screamed out simultaneously, then turned around and fled desperately, just like a group of hens running on a snowy ground.
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