Fight me if you're not convinced!
This sentence had already disappeared, but it lingered in everyone's hearts and minds for a long time!
The 40 people from the Nine Great Battle Clans stared at the figure on the top of the stone pillar in silence.
They were actually very angry in their hearts, but they all knew that at this time, it was very inappropriate to curse and ridicule the other party to vent the anger in their hearts.
Because doing so would only make them seem even more insignificant and lowly, and they would be like jumping clowns.
Now, they only had one way to respond to this person's declaration of war.
And that was — to accept the challenge!
"I especially like to defeat arrogant people step by step, and finally trample them under my feet like a king. Fu Chou, I'll fight you!"
A middle-aged man in red stepped out and landed a thousand feet away from Wutian.
"Yuchi Yi!"
Xuanyuan Shen's pupils shrank.
The Sacred Lord's expression was also quite serious. He whispered, "Yuchi Yi from the Mad God Battle Clan. Before he became a Heavenly Venerable, I sparred with him several times, but I was suppressed every time. This time, Fu Chou has met a strong opponent."
The Inner Hall Lord smiled bitterly. "Our old friends have all come out of seclusion. Yuchi Yi, Mu Qingqing, Sima Sheng, Duanmu Yu, Dugu Bingqing, Situ Jian, Dongfang Shenyue, Shangguan Zheng, and Xuanyuan Wuqing. Which one of them isn't a strong opponent?"
Xuanyuan Shen said, "Yes. For example, Shangguan Zheng suffered a great loss at Fu Chou's hands because he was careless. If he had been more careful from the beginning, it's hard to say who would have won."
The Sacred Lord said, "Stop talking. The battle has begun. Now is the best time to observe Fu Chou's real combat power. Don't miss it."
Xuanyuan Shen and the others immediately closed their mouths and looked at Wutian and Yuchi Yi.
The two looked at each other from a distance, and a terrifying aura spread out from their bodies. Obviously, they were both accumulating power!
Whoosh!!
Suddenly, as if they had discussed it in advance, they attacked each other at the same time!
Bang! Bang!
Thus, the curtains of a close-quarters battle were raised!
Woo! Woo!
A huge storm suddenly appeared and swept in all directions. The two of them crossed in the center of the storm and fought in the depths of the Milky Way. Everywhere they passed, the void shattered and the Milky Way shook!
"Haha, interesting!"
Yuchi Yi laughed madly, and the more he fought, the more courageous he became. Every single punch was capable of destroying stars, every single step was capable of shattering the earth, and he was like an all-powerful God of War!
"I'd like to see who will trample who under their feet in the end!"
Wutian's words were cold, and he didn't fall into a disadvantageous position in the slightest. His clothes fluttered in the wind, and he was like an Asura descending into the world. Every move he made had the power to topple mountains and overturn seas!
Boom!
Crack!
Bang!
Bang!
The confrontation between the two had already reached its climax!
In a battle between powerhouses, there were countless changes in an instant!
Even though the two of them were fully concentrated and didn't have the slightest distracting thoughts, their injuries were ceaselessly worsening along with the passage of time, and their divine blood sprayed out. However, their battle intent became more and more aroused, and it seemed as if they wouldn't stop until one of them was dead!
"To be able to fight with Yuchi Yi for hundreds of rounds and not be at a disadvantage, this person can be considered to be a real talent." The person who spoke was Duanmu Yu. She was someone from the Devouring War Clan. Her strength was practically on par with Yuchi Yi.
Xuanyuan Wuqing said coldly, "Even if he's a real talent, wanting to fight with all of us, he's also courting death!"
Duanmu Yu said in surprise, "You're really planning on fighting him one after another?"
The nine great war clans' bloodlines were noble, and their egos were extremely strong. Fighting him one after another was very hurtful to their pride.
But if the other party insisted on raising this kind of request, they wouldn't be courteous either!
"There's a change, Yuchi Yi is actually gradually falling into a disadvantage!" Illusion War Clan's Sima Sheng said in surprise.
Everyone immediately stopped discussing and looked towards the depths of the galaxy.
Sure enough, Wutian's means became fiercer and fiercer. The sky was filled with his afterimages. Each punch and kick was dense like raindrops, his combat power unparalleled, attacking until Yuchi Yi was flustered!
"Just in terms of combat power and endurance, I'm actually not his match?"
Yuchi Yi also found it very hard to believe this result.
The battle already lasted for less than an hour. But not only did the other party's aura and power not weaken in the slightest, it became even more astonishing instead!
Bang! Bang!
Another hundred breaths passed, and Yuchi Yi was already showing signs of defeat. He was continuously beaten back!
Looking at Wutian again, although his body was also dripping with blood, his eyes were emitting a bloodthirsty light. He was like a human-shaped tyrannosaurus that didn't know exhaustion and was extremely ferocious. Every move and every move still contained the peak of power!
"Bang!"
He threw out a punch. The power contained in his fist was like a towering mountain that fiercely hit Yuchi Yi's chest. With a puff, Yuchi Yi spat out a mouthful of blood on the spot and was sent flying!
Wutian stood proudly in the void and said indifferently, "If you don't activate your Berserker Domain and use your inherited martial skills, you're not my match. No, even if you activate your domain and use your skills, you still won't be my match. Next."
"Wait!" Yuchi Yi hurriedly said.
"Still not giving up?" Wutian said.
"Giving up?"
As if he had heard the funniest joke in the world, Yuchi Yi steadied himself and laughed maniacally. "Your arrogance has exceeded your own strength. It seems that if I want to shut you up, I'll have to make you lie down first!"
"Is that so?" Wutian lifted the corner of his mouth slightly.
Yuchi Yi's eyes turned cold and he shouted, "Berserker God's Battle Fist!"
"Boom!"
A fist the size of a grown man appeared in front of Yuchi Yi, emitting dazzling divine light. A destructive aura rolled out at an astonishing speed in the Milky Way, destroying everything in all directions!
At the same time, a Divine Skill's intent enveloped Wutian, making it difficult for him to move as if he was in a quagmire!
"Are you finally showing your true strength?"
Wutian mumbled as his eyes shone brightly.
He didn't care much about the inherited martial skills of the nine major fighting tribes. As long as he activated his Meridian of Heaven, the Divine Skill's intent wouldn't pose any threat to him.
However, he had to consider whether this would arouse the suspicion of the Sacred Leader and the others.
Although the Meridian of Heaven was hidden under the mask and the Sacred Leader and the others couldn't see it with their naked eyes, he could break free from the restraints of the Divine Skill's intent. This would most likely arouse suspicion.
Other than the Meridian of Heaven, the Asura's Four Styles and Blood Burial's Four Styles could also break through the Divine Skill's intent.
This was because these two divine abilities were born from his will. When he created these two divine abilities, his will wasn't just filled with determination and faith, it also contained hatred and sorrow!
Therefore, from the moment they were born, these two Divine Skills were Divine Skills.
However, he didn't plan to use them now.
He wanted to use Yuchi Yi's Divine Skill's intent to put himself in a desperate situation and stimulate his own potential to upgrade Asura's Nine Steps to a Divine Skill.
A Divine Skill had its own Divine Skill's intent.
Thinking of this, he closed his eyes directly!
In the eyes of others, it was as if he was waiting for death.
Yuchi Yi sneered. "Weren't you very arrogant just now? Why aren't you fighting back now? If you are willing to kneel down and beg for mercy, I can let you go. "
Wutian didn't answer and tried hard to find that feeling.
He had the experience of evolving a Divine Skill.
Once, it was through his own efforts that he evolved the Heaven Exterminating Strike to a Divine Skill.
He also had the experience of creating a Divine Skill.
Therefore, to him, it wasn't difficult to evolve Asura's Nine Steps to a Divine Skill.
"Stubborn!"
Yuchi Yi's face darkened. The Berserk God's War Fist in front of his chest suddenly trembled. Like a meteor that could destroy heaven and earth, it whistled towards Wutian!
The Great Accomplishment Heavenly Venerable shouted, "Fu Chou, if you can't break it, then give up!"
The Sacred Leader also said, "That's right, your strength is obvious to all. There's no need to continue acting tough!"
"So as long as I use my inherited martial skills, I can easily defeat him." The purple-clothed man, Shangguan Zheng, who had been beaten to a pulp by Wutian earlier, was quite angry at this moment.
Why didn't he think of this just now?
He even used the Soul Annihilation Field. If he used the Soul Annihilation Field, it would be fine if he could kill the other party.
The key point was that not only did he not kill the other party, but he had also landed himself in such a sorry state. How hateful!
"Bastard, go to hell. Although I won't kill you personally, as long as you die here, it will be very satisfying!" The hatred and coldness in Shangguan Zheng's eyes were completely undisguised.
"It seems that the outcome has been decided." Xuanyuan Wuqing said coldly.
Dongfang Shenyue and the others nodded in agreement.
The Berserk God's War Fist was getting closer and closer. Wutian could already feel the terrifying destructive power. He had no doubt that if he was hit directly, even if he didn't die, he would lose a layer of skin!
But the problem was somewhat beyond his expectations. He had thought that it would be easy to evolve Asura's Nine Steps, but now he found that he couldn't find that feeling.
"Phew!"
"I can't be impatient now, I can't be distracted …"
"Calm your heart and forget everything. Recall your past experiences and focus on capturing that feeling …"
"Calm down …"
The closer it was to this moment, the more he couldn't panic!
Soon, his heart was like an ancient well, calm and without ripples. His spirit and soul entered a state of emptiness.
Seeing that the Berserk God's War Fist was inches away and Wutian's skin had already been torn apart, a light flashed across his mind.
Suddenly, it was as if the clouds and fog had dispersed, revealing a clear sky.
Willpower was a formless substance.
Theurgies didn't have willpower or soul, but the user could bestow willpower and soul to the theurgy.
As long as one's willpower was merged with the theurgy, the theurgy would have a soul!
After understanding this point, Wutian immediately imprinted his willpower on the Asura's Nine Steps Theurgy Spiritual Talisman.
The Theurgy Spiritual Talisman didn't change as a whole, but there was an additional pocket-sized figure on it.
Whether it was the figure or the expression, the pocket-sized figure was almost exactly the same as him. It even wore a blood-red mask. It was completely carved from the same mold.
This figure was formed by his willpower!
But in the next moment, the figure merged into the Theurgy Spiritual Talisman and disappeared, as if it had never appeared.
At the same time, he felt that the Theurgy Spiritual Talisman had become somewhat different. It was no longer an inanimate object, but like a newborn baby, it could actually vaguely transmit a trace of willpower!
Looking at the Asura's Four Moves and Blood Burial's Four Moves, he could also feel a trace of willpower from them.
In other words, he had succeeded!
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