"Rushing Tiger Fist."
In the face of Wu Ling's attack, Feng Hao did not retreat even half a step. His body slightly crouched and his entire body was like a ferocious beast. He raised his fist and directly collided with the sharp sword that was condensed from runes in Wu Ling's hand.
He could not retreat. He knew very well that at this moment, he represented the morale of the Human Race army. If he won, the morale would rise. If he lost, the morale would fall.
Therefore, he was very clear that he could not retreat, let alone be defeated.
"Simply courting death. Sky Whirling Strike."
After Wu Ling's eyes slightly narrowed, a strong murderous intent suddenly erupted from his body. He bent his palm and the sharp sword in his hand immediately rotated rapidly, bursting out a burst of ear-piercing sound as it violently collided with the scarlet fist.
"Bang bang, …"
Amidst the explosion, Wu Ling's expression changed at the moment of contact. Following which, the murderous intent and sinister smile on his face turned into pain in an instant. His eyes turned red and his entire body was sent flying by a huge force. He left behind a dazzling trail of blood as he fell into the midst of the Sorcerer Spirit Tribe's army. He only stopped after smashing more than a dozen of them.
The entire place was silent. Whether it was the Human Race army or the Wizard Spirit Tribe army, or the people who were watching this battle inside and outside the Tenth City, they were all dumbfounded and speechless.
Wu Ling was defeated. He was defeated very quickly, so quickly that many people did not even have time to react. They saw Wu Ling falling into the Wizard Spirit Tribe's army.
And some people with sharp eyesight could clearly see that at the moment when both sides collided, the sharp sword in Wu Ling's hand was shattered by the huge force. Then, his entire arm directly exploded into a mist of blood. The rune armor on his body was basically completely shattered at that moment.
Completely defeated.
Completely defeated. He was defeated without the slightest bit of resistance. At the moment of contact, Wu Ling was defeated. His attack, the defense that he was so proud of, were all destroyed.
"Haha, good job, Little Feng."
In the Human Race camp, Long Yue Pass was the first to react and immediately shouted loudly.
"The Human Race will win, the Human Race will win, the Human Race will win."
In the end, all of the slogans became four words that resounded through the heavens like thunder, intimidating everyone.
"Tsk, that guy only knows how to show off."
In Hell Mansion's camp, Leng Yu Sen curled his lips, but he didn't stop the Alliance Army behind him.
No matter what, because of what Feng Hao did, the allied human army, which was lifeless just now, had become warm-blooded. This was a fact.
In the Asura Manor's area, the afterimage was still standing there calmly. The killing intent exuding from his body had been completely retracted. Even though the afterimage was only a few feet away from him, no one could feel the feeling of being in a sea of blood.
Come to think of it, after these few years of tempering, his improvement was not just a little bit. This should also be a sign that the Asura Divine Body was basically completely under his control.
"This is impossible. How could Wu Ling be defeated by someone of the same level so quickly?"
The cheers that came to his ears caused the person in charge of the Wizard Spirit Tribe to react. His eyes trembled a little as he shook his head repeatedly, shouting that it was impossible. Fat Fox, who was watching from the side, shook his head repeatedly.
In his opinion, the person in charge of the Voodoo Spirit Clan didn't have any redeeming qualities besides having a great background.
However, a headache was just a headache. He still needed to solve the thorny problem in front of him.
"Perhaps, he is not only at the Sixth Rank. He is at least at the peak of the Sixth Rank."
Fat Fox's unique voice calmed the person in charge of the Wizard Spirit Tribe down as he turned his head to look at him.
"From the situation of the battle just now, Wu Ling did not perform abnormally. This shows that the strength of his opponent is far higher than his."
After pausing for a while, Fat Fox calmly analyzed, "Wu Ling's strength is at the beginning of the sixth rank. Coupled with his Rune Armor, he can even fight against a middle rank sixth rank. Hence, this person is either at the peak of the sixth rank or at the seventh rank."
These words made the person in charge of the Wizard Spirit Tribe and the other experts of the Wizard Spirit Tribe's expressions suddenly turn serious.
An enemy that could possibly be at the Seventh Rank made their hearts feel as if there was a huge mountain pressing down on them, making it difficult for them to breathe.
This kind of expert, even if he was placed on the battlefield, no one could stop him. At that time, it was very likely that the higher-ups on their side would be killed by him.
An army without a leader would not have any power. As long as the leader was killed, the army would collapse and eventually be defeated.
"An expert of this level actually appeared in the Human Clan. Who exactly is he?"
The words of the person in charge of the Wizard Spirit Tribe were filled with a faint tremble. There was even a slight trace of fear in the depths of his eyes.
A person who was originally suppressed at the First Rank could actually display the strength of a Seventh Rank. It could be seen how terrifying his strength was. If such a person was placed in the outside world, no one of the same rank would be able to fight against him.
He was already in the Hundred Clan Tower. As long as no one could stop him, he could grow rapidly. Once he reached the peak of the Sage Level … that scene was almost unimaginable.
In fact, it was a very simple logic. If he was invincible in the Hundred Clan Tower, it meant that this person could move unhindered in the Hundred Clan Continent. No one could stop him.
"There is only one type of person in the Human Clan who can have such strength … the body of a Master God."
With some difficulty, Fat Fox voiced out his conjecture.
Although the strength of the Human Clan was generally on the low side and did not have the talent of the entire Wizard Spirit Tribe, the strength of the Master God of the Human Clan was undeniable. No one could deny their strength. Once they appeared, they would definitely be existences that looked down on the world.
"The body of a Master God, the Emperor's Palace. Could this person have the body of a Void Warrior?"
An expert of the Wizard Spirit Tribe exclaimed. His eyes were filled with fear.
He seemed to think of the records in his clan's ancient books. Back then, it was the God of Nothingness who broke into the Wizard Spirit Tribe and swept through the Wizard Spirit Tribe alone. His ancestor, one of the top ten experts of the Wizard Spirit Tribe, could not even withstand a single attack from the Master God of the Human Clan.
From these words alone, he could feel the supreme demeanor of that Divine Master of the Human Race at that time.
It could not be described with words. That person was almost perfect in every aspect. Back then, he originally had the strength to destroy the Wizard Spirit Tribe, but for some reason, he did not do so.
"Impossible. Even the body of a Void Warrior can't be this powerful. The Master of Nothingness in the past only reached the Sixth Rank."
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