Wang Ling looked up at the sky, his black and red jacket flapping wildly in the wind. The collar of the jacket was open, and the young man's distinct collarbones and defined lines could be clearly seen.
For the silver horse, the body looked thinner and thinner than any body it had ever seen before. However, the spiritual energy contained in the body shocked even the horse.
He was just a mere human cultivator, but with the support of its intrinsic spirit field and the core array pattern, and his spirit power was saturated … he still couldn't contend with it.
The silver horse already had no words to describe this strange feeling. For the first time, it didn't feel like it was facing a human cultivator, but that it was challenging the entire world on its own …
The chosen one, did this kind of person really exist …
The moment it turned into a fireball and a meteor, the silver warhorse pondered deeply in its heart.
At that moment, the intrinsic spirit field shook and the silver warhorse fell from the sky in Wang Ling's direction. The moment it landed, the silver warhorse actually had no idea what the outcome would be … Because after the previous two confrontations, it had learned time and again that this young man in front of it couldn't be judged by common sense.
To be, or not to be, to do it … or not to do it, to crash or not to crash …
The second before it hit the ground, the silver warhorse felt that this philosophical theory was like Schrodinger's cat: you could only know if you did it.
Wang Ling gazed at the fireball in the sky as it grew larger and larger, and took a deep breath. Even he had to admit that this attack was very fierce; if he was hit by it without any protection, the consequences would definitely be very serious.
Under such a fierce attack, the usual choice would be to go all out to defend, but doing so now would put him in even more danger.
Furthermore, the silver horse's theory of dealing one thousand damage to the enemy and eight hundred damage to oneself had been based on Wang Ling's theory of going all out to defend. Since ancient times, those who had attained Sage Body had always been conceited and liked to rely on their golden bodies to charge around.
However, the silver horse had overlooked Wang Ling's own choice.
For Wang Ling, even if he had the power of a Sage Body, the best defense was actually offense.
Thus, as the silver warhorse fell like a meteor, Wang Ling gathered strength in his right fist.
He punched!
A loud "boom" came from the intrinsic spirit field!
It was as if Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal and the others had seen an invisible steel cannon with a warhead radius of thirty zhang shoot out directly with Wang Ling at its center, and the powerful recoil directly caused the ground behind him to collapse.
The wind pressure from the punch had only just neared the silver warhorse when it began to vomit blood in mid-air. If it wasn't for the fact that the armor on its body absorbed a certain amount of damage from the wind pressure, it would have already died.
But as a holy beast, even so, it still maintained its stubbornness as it did its best to dive toward Wang Ling one last time.
But to Wang Ling, all of this was meaningless.
Behind the silver warhorse, the female elder in purple and the slit-eyed female cultivator watched helplessly as the silver warhorse, which had turned into a fiery meteor, was intercepted by the power of Wang Ling's fist in the sky, and then crashed miserably to one side …
He plunged headfirst into the ground …
At that moment, he couldn't help wanting to recite a poem.
— Then … I died, and even my feathers rotted in the ground …
Why are there tears in my eyes …
Because of the depth of my love for this land …
…
…
"Shifu, did Martial Uncle Feifei … lose?" the slit-eyed female cultivator asked as she sucked on her fingers.
The female elder in purple's face twitched, but before she could knock her stupid disciple on the head, the young man's cannon-like punch had already smashed into the spirit wall of the intrinsic spirit field, and countless cracks instantly spread out like a spider web.
"Not good!"
The female elder turned pale with fright, but it was already too late. The silver warhorse was seriously injured, and the spirit field keys she had given to master and disciple had already lost their effect.
Thus, the moment the spirit wall broke, the two of them were sucked out at the same time, thrown up by the impact of the spirit field, and then smashed into the ground on the flat roof of Yuntai Pavilion.
On the other side, with the intrinsic spirit field destroyed, Wang Ling and the others had escaped unscathed.
The protective golden light had perfectly blocked the impact of the shattering of the intrinsic spirit field, and they landed steadily on the ground.
The silver warhorse spat out blood and collapsed on one side of the platform, its neck crooked.
Wang Ling stared at it and sighed in his heart. There was stubbornness in its eyes, and it was full of unyielding anger as it tried to get up again.
Wang Ling raised his foot and was wondering if he should stomp on it one last time, when Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal suddenly shouted at him. "Brother Ling … show mercy. Although we can't see holy beasts anymore, if they still exist, they're state-protected animals."
Oh …
So it was a state-protected animal.
Wang Ling thought for a bit, and finally withdrew his foot as the warhorse's forehead was beaded with sweat.
If he had stomped on it just now, the silver warhorse could already imagine the outcome. Although its holy beast heart had been injured and was already bleeding, it hadn't been completely destroyed. With such a serious injury, as long as it was given five days … no, three days! It would be able to recover completely!
If it had been a normal spirit beast, even a first-class spirit beast, with such a serious injury, without any means of treatment, the only thing it could do was wait for death.
Powerful vitality. This was the reason why sacred beasts were called sacred beasts. It was also one of the main reasons why holy beasts had gone extinct.
In those years, cultivators who pursued Heavenly Dao and sought eternal life had fought many times for the hearts of holy beasts, and had even started a world war over a single heart. But modern cultivation science had already shown that the reason why the hearts of holy beasts were so powerful was because their blood was different from the rest.
To put it simply, the reason why a holy beast's heart could be used was because it was inside a holy beast's body. Once the heart was taken out, it would just be a nourishment to soothe bowels and relieve bowel movements.
At that moment, the panting silver warhorse lying on the ground with its head tilted to one side had already lost all of its previous arrogance. It had always hated human cultivators, and had chosen to cooperate with Immortal Mansion purely for revenge. Thus, it didn't even care about the Master of Immortal Mansion.
But after exchanging blows with Wang Ling just now, the silver warhorse had already sensed that this human cultivator in front of it wasn't the same kind of trash as anyone it had ever seen before!
Thus, when Wang Ling had approached it, it had felt a deep sense of fear … this was also the first time it had felt fear.
Everything had returned to the same old question.
"Who … on earth are you …" the silver warhorse asked weakly as it lay on the ground, its tone filled with fear.
Wang Ling felt that every time he fought and lost, this was a question that everyone would ask.
But today, Wang Ling was prepared.
With a wave of his hand, a spirit light flashed, and he took out a brown booklet.
The silver warhorse laughed weakly. "You want to take advantage of my weakness to use the Codex to subdue me?"
Later, it realized that it had been thinking too much …
Wang Ling put the brown booklet in front of it.
It was surprised to find that it was actually a student ID card …
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