Peng Xiren rubbed his eyes. At first, he thought he was seeing things.
"Impossible …"
The thing hidden in that mole made his hair stand on end.
There was no mistaking it.
Although, it was only a faint outline …
He couldn't see the true form of the dharma in the mole. He could only catch a glimpse of its outline. His eyes were already bloodshot.
Then, with a "puchi" sound, Peng Xiren's eyes spat out two streams of blood, as if they were meatballs that had been pissed. Then, they quickly recovered under the starlight around them.
The monk was amazed by Peng Xiren's means.
It was indeed a little scary to be able to repair itself despite Wang Ling's backlash.
Back then, when he was trying to trace the source of the royal decree, one of his vases had been destroyed.
And now, Tyrant guessed that the thing Peng Xiren saw should be the faint silhouette of a human being born in the Primal Chaos.
Tyrant had a guess in his heart, but he wasn't sure what it was.
But looking at Peng Xiren's pale face, he seemed to have recognized the origin of this human silhouette.
"You … Why do you have such a thing on you …" Peng Xiren was frightened, and the hairs on his body stood up. He was sure that he was not mistaken.
Through the mole in the corner of Wang Ling's eye, Peng Xiren felt as if there was another universe hidden inside it!
This black mole was like a black hole, attracting his gaze and gradually guiding his spirit, completing a high-speed interstellar travel. And in the center of the universe that this black mole had transformed into …
What Peng Xiren saw was the human silhouette born from the chaos …
The spirit of the universe!
This was what he had seen!
A person could actually transform the spirit of the universe into a Dharma Idol?
But from the looks of it, the Spirit of the Universe doesn't seem to have fully awakened.
If he were to wait for the Cosmos Spirit to truly awaken, the young man before him might become even more powerful than he was now.
Peng Xiren's Adam's apple bobbed.
He had always thought that Wang Ling was just a Progenitor expert hiding on Earth like a monk.
But in the end, Peng Xiren realized that he had underestimated the young man in front of him.
If he wanted to kill him, he could only do so now, before he was fully formed …
If he were to wait until he matured, he would not be able to defeat him at all.
In his hand was Peng Xiren's Milky Way Cannon Punch! Still accumulating power, he looked at Wang Ling. "If you have the ability, wait for me to accumulate power for a while more …"
Wang Ling shrugged indifferently. "…"
He could actually feel that Peng Xiren was very regretful now.
She regretted her words back then, forcing him to summon his Dharma.
If he did not have the Dharma Form, Peng Xiren might have already punched.
But after seeing Wang Ling's dharma idol, Peng Xiren instantly felt that this little bit of power was probably far from enough … so he once again applied to accumulate power.
To be honest, he really wanted to slap himself to death.
Why did he have to be so eloquent in the midst of a great battle …
However, the problem was that even Peng Xiren himself did not expect the youth before him to possess an Aspect that was the Universe's Spirit.
Wasn't that what his master had been searching for and giving up on …?
"Are you done?"
At that moment, Wang Ling stared at Peng Xiren, and his flat voice rang in Peng Xiren's mind.
"No … Let's wait a little longer!" Peng Xiren frowned. His face was completely red from the accumulation of power.
Wang Ling was familiar with this state.
It was like what Father Wang usually felt when he squatted on the toilet because of constipation. Constipation also required power.
In addition to accumulating power, he also had to learn precise calculations.
Peng Xiren needed to calculate how much power he needed to accumulate before he could defeat himself.
And Father Wang needed to calculate what kind of shape he should take after he finished accumulating power so that the water splashing into the toilet wouldn't splash his butt.
In that moment, these two completely different behaviors were surprisingly strikingly similar to each other.
Sure enough, life was full of knowledge!
Wang Ling sighed in his heart.
He counted the time on his fingers, then looked at Peng Xiren and warmly reminded him, "Are you done?"
"You're so annoying! Can't you wait a little longer?! "Annoyed by the question, Peng Xiren flipped out on the spot.
The Monk laughed coldly. "With such a bad attitude, I think Ling Zhenren shouldn't wait any longer and just attack."
"Bald donkey! This is a fight between me and him, don't get in the way! "
Hearing the Monk's words, Peng Xiren instantly panicked. He was afraid that Wang Ling would attack before he finished accumulating power, so he almost immediately roared.
But Wang Ling was silent and didn't say anything.
He knew that Peng Xiren was anxious.
But he was willing to keep waiting.
Even if he died, he wanted Peng Xiren to know why he died.
After about another quarter of an hour, when he had memorized pi to more than ten thousand digits, Peng Xiren finally moved.
On the other side, Peng Xiren finally responded. "I'm coming, Wang Ling!"
"It's finally starting …" Wang Ling sighed in his heart. He had never felt that fighting with someone could actually be so torturous.
He had waited long enough for this punch.
He hoped that Peng Xiren could really hurt him, even if it was just a scratch on his skin.
After all, Wang Ling had never had a scratch on his skin since he was a child. When he fell, the surroundings would shake, and even the spirit of the earth would tremble.
"Wang Ling, you actually let me accumulate power for so long … I'm telling you, this will be the most regretful decision you'll ever make in your life!" At that moment, Peng Xiren suddenly grit his teeth.
"Die!"
The next moment, he threw a punch. This was the "Milky Way Cannon Fist Cannon" which he had been accumulating power for nearly half an hour! Finally, it flew out of his hand!
A light wave with a radius as large as the sun blasted straight in Wang Ling's direction. Everything in its path was destroyed, and the planets in its way were directly pierced through, accompanied by the screams of the spirits of the major planets and the roar of the planet's core explosion!
The light of the cannon version of the Milky Way Fist instantly flew in front of Wang Ling.
Boom!
In the end, this cannon accurately bombarded Wang Ling.
There was a huge explosion where Wang Ling was. The terrifying impact of the Milky Way Fist's light wave shook the universe, and the resulting blast wave caused the surrounding planets to move several light years away.
This scene was like a series of chain reactions when the cue of a billiard ball hit the billiard ball. The monk was amazed by the scene.
"Success!" Peng Xiren was pleasantly surprised.
However, he had only been happy for less than three seconds when the unscathed figure of the youngster gradually appeared in front of him amid the devastating light of the explosion.
"No … no way …"
Sweat beads the size of beans covered Peng Xiren's face almost instantly.
This punch which he had been accumulating power for half an hour …
In the end, the youngster in front of him was actually unscathed!
"Not bad." Wang Ling raised his eyebrows and rubbed his hair with his index finger.
Under Peng Xiren's cannon version of the Milky Way Fist …
His hair had curled up.
Peng Xiren.
He had given him a perm …
In all these years, Wang Ling had never permed his hair.
Because his hair was too hard, he couldn't do it at all.
And now, he was even more reluctant to kill Peng Xiren.
Wang Ling felt that Peng Xiren had the potential to be Tony's teacher.
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