In that gloomy world, a man in black was frantically throwing punches at his opponent. His actions were swift and merciless. One could even say that he was a little crazy. However, every punch he threw seemed to have no effect. His opponent didn't suffer any injuries. It was like a child playing around. It didn't hurt or itch.
Soon, Shenmo also discovered the problem. He realized that every punch he threw was like a stone sinking into the sea. It only caused some ripples and didn't even cause a splash. It was very strange. What exactly was going on? In the blink of an eye, he also thought of a possibility. His eyes were filled with shock. Wasn't it a little too arrogant to do this?
Of course, there was a world of difference between arrogance and proper control. Arrogance would often cause one to pay a huge price. However, if one controlled it properly, one could obtain some benefits. The difference between the two was very obvious. Perhaps he sensed that something was wrong, so Shenmo quickly retreated and stopped attacking.
"I didn't expect you to actually use my fists to temper your own body and treat me as a whetstone!" Shenmo said as if he had been greatly humiliated. The fury in his heart could no longer be suppressed. This fellow's methods were really too much.
Xiao Yang smiled faintly and said, "I think you're almost done. You've also vented most of the resentment in your heart. If it's not enough, I can let you continue hitting me for a while. I won't retaliate. "
Xiao Yang was very satisfied with the tempering just now. He even felt a little reluctant. After all, it was very difficult to find a suitable amount of strength. Shenmo was just right. He didn't lack any power. Even if he had used a little more, he could use a technique to disperse it and not injure Luo Yunyang.
Upon hearing this, Shenmo gnashed his teeth in anger. This fellow actually dared to provoke him. This was really repulsive. Although he didn't say it, he could feel the contempt in his voice.
Even though Xiao Yang didn't think that way, other people would sometimes think too much. Sometimes, if you said something sincerely, others might think that you were provoking them instead of really wanting to reconcile.
Now, Shen Zhuang felt very helpless. He realized that the reason Xiao Yang was able to fight him back then was because of his tyrannical physique. Now, in the Tomb of the God of Sin, he had obtained some kind of technique that made his defensive power even stronger. Even his Gilded Battle Body Technique was somewhat overshadowed by it.
Strictly speaking, the Gilded Battle Body Art was similar to the Myriad Manifestation True Intent Art. Moreover, at this stage, the Ten Thousand Elephants True Meaning Incantation was slightly weaker. The reason why Xiao Yang could be so relaxed was because he had already made a breakthrough in his cultivation. Moreover, he was King Wu Level Eight. Under the combination of these two factors, he could be so tyrannical without any flaws.
"In that case, I'd like to see how powerful your technique is!" Shen Luo's chest heaved up and down as he spoke. It could be seen that he was indeed very angry now.
It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that he was flustered and exasperated. In his opinion, he had suffered too much humiliation today. Furthermore, Xiao Yang thought that he was strong enough to humiliate him like this. This grudge could be considered to have been formed.
If Xiao Yang knew about the strange thoughts in Shenmo's mind, he would definitely be shocked. He might even find it hard to understand what was going on in Shenmo's mind.
A moment later, a strange light suddenly flashed on Shen Luo's fist and a pair of boxing gloves appeared.
The boxing gloves looked a little strange because there was a dragon head carved on them. It was very strange.
As the gloves continued down, the arms were covered with a dragon's body. The glittering golden things looked like dragon scales.
The boxing gloves shone with a strange aura and an imposing aura. It was obviously a sacred weapon.
Xiao Yang couldn't help but be stunned when he saw the weapon.
"This is my wager. It's a low-grade sacred weapon called the Yellow Dragon!" Shen Luo said coldly.
Originally, Shen Luo didn't want to use this sacred weapon. However, he had no other choice now. Only by doing so could he break through Xiao Yang's defense and defeat him.
Otherwise, if he couldn't even break through his opponent's defense, he wouldn't be a match for him even if he exhausted himself to death!
Shen Luo's desire to win was very strong and domineering. In his opinion, he had to do this in order to win.
After seeing the boxing gloves, Shen Feiyan's expression became much more serious. She naturally knew the origin of the boxing gloves and how powerful they were. That was why she was so worried. Now, they had really reached the point where they would fight to the death.
She knew her cousin's temperament very well.
In the end, Shen Feiyan could only sigh helplessly. She had already made preparations. No matter who lost, she would help them.
The sword also quietly appeared in her hand. This was the only way she could feel more at ease and not be at a loss.
Xiao Yang looked at the boxing gloves and smiled without saying a word. It was just a sacred weapon. He had a lot of them. Moreover, he didn't plan to use them. After all, he had two King Wu Level Eight cultivations. Now that he had gained a lot in the Tomb of the God of Sin, he could give it a try.
In the next moment, Shen Luo directly punched out. Immediately, the boxing gloves emitted waves of dragon roars, as if a yellow dragon was roaring. It was deafening.
The Fist Will became even more powerful with the support of the Sacred Grade Celestial Device. Perhaps it was because he had enough strength, but the Divine Intent that came out of this punch was worlds apart from the one before!
Boom!
Xiao Yang still didn't dodge and took the punch head-on. Instantly, his whole body started to stagger backwards, looking extremely miserable.
Even the layer of ripples in front of his chest didn't appear again. Instead, it directly shattered. That breath of will couldn't bear the burden and was scattered.
It would not be easy to gather another breath in a short period of time after one's spirit was broken. Moreover, it was almost impossible to do so.
Xiao Yang's face was a little flushed. Although his breath of will was scattered, he didn't suffer any injuries. At the same time, it could be seen that this technique wasn't bad. If he cultivated it well, there might be many benefits in the future. It wouldn't even matter if he was beaten by an opponent of the same level.
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