Fatty, who had defeated Wan Yishui and entered the top 100 of the Real Martial Arts Pavilion, was undoubtedly one of the most anticipated candidates.
Because of this, even though Fatty's attack power should be his biggest weakness, he was still arranged to appear in the last three hundred or so people. Furthermore, he was obviously treated as an expert who would appear every few dozen people to adjust the atmosphere.
Carnage Battle Team, Ao Qian, and the rest were cheering for Fatty. Even Ling Feng and the Great Hua direct disciples who had hidden their auras had locked onto Fatty's aura.
"My greatest opponent should be this little fatty …" Ling Feng's lips curled into an evil smile as he thought to himself.
Ling Feng, who did not care about Ao Qian before, still did not care about Ao Qian at this moment. Although he admitted that he was inferior in terms of attack power and knew that Ao Qian had hidden his real aura, Ling Feng was still most concerned about the seemingly harmless Fatty.
How could Fatty's attack power be weak if he could cultivate the Great Change Art to its final form?
To be able to cultivate it to its final form, his physical body naturally had the ability to expand by tens of thousands of times. This meant that the basic strength of his physical body was enough to prove that attack power was not Fatty's weakness, not to mention the addition of True Origin.
To be able to comprehend the Great Change Art to the extreme, how could Fatty's comprehension be weak? If Fatty's comprehension was not weak, how could his Heavenly Law and Divine Ability be weak? If both were not weak, how could his attack power be weak?
Furthermore, Fatty had cultivated the Great Change Art to the extreme of his own realm. To be precise, he had surpassed the extreme of his own realm. Ling Feng did not even need to think to know that Fatty was not simple.
"Fatty, Ao Qian, and a few direct disciples … Hehe, the old man did not make me come here for nothing. I have underestimated a first-rate academy …"
Chi!
Looking at the countless gazes gathered on him, Chen Hao's fat face revealed a harmless smile. His fat buttocks suddenly flung out an afterimage and disappeared from the spot. In the blink of an eye, he appeared in the protective enchantment of the testing device.
Chi!
Standing still, Chen Hao, who had already made up his mind, had a crystal flash between his eyebrows. The Overlord Spear, which had expanded by several times, appeared in his hand.
Boom!
At the same time, the aura around him finally erupted like a volcano.
Hiss hiss hiss hiss …
In an instant, endless Dao Law immortal light gushed out, and a majestic and terrifying Dao Mark pressure swept out. Essence, Qi, Spirit, Vital Essence, and Blood Qi directly condensed into a straight, solid, seven-colored brilliance that shot into the sky.
Weng!
Under the infusion of the terrifying energy, the Overlord Spear began to tremble violently. A blood-red spear light spurted out on its own, as if it was swallowing and spitting along with Chen Hao's breathing.
* Crash … *
Chen Hao hadn't even made a move yet, but the crowd was already stirred up by his aura.
"F * ck …"
"It can't be?"
"F * ck …"
"What a powerful aura!"
"Damn fatty, you're amazing!"
"Rub rub rub! I knew that I was hiding the most shameless, the most wretched, and the most shameless … As expected, this motherf * cker, I'm afraid he's not much weaker than me … "
Exclamations of surprise burst out from the mouths of countless cultivators. Even though Fatty hadn't completed his attack, just from the aura that Fatty was releasing, everyone knew that his attack power was definitely not Fatty's weakness. It definitely surpassed the majority of the people present. As for how strong he was, they could only see the results of the test. In any case, this aura was extremely terrifying, extremely sharp, extremely berserk, and extremely terrifying …
Ling Feng and Ao Qian knew that Fatty was hiding a lot, but when they saw Fatty truly releasing his aura, they were still shocked in their hearts.
"Since I, Lord Fatty, am going to take first place, all of you will stand to the side and tremble!"
With the Overlord Spear in hand, the arrogance hidden in Chen Hao's bones couldn't help but blossom. It was as if he had grasped the world, and only he was supreme, revealing his domineering aura.
Boom!
"Eighty percent of my strength!"
Fatty moved, but no one knew that Fatty, who seemed to have reached his peak state, was silently controlling his own strength the moment he stabbed out with his spear.
Eighty percent.
This was something that Chen Hao had never thought of. As a newcomer, keeping a low profile and restraining himself was a good thing, but because of the appearance of Ling Feng and Ao Qian, it had aroused Chen Hao's passion and competitive spirit.
Along the way, he had never tasted defeat.
With this kind of heart of an expert, if he didn't meet a challenge, he would lose. It didn't matter, since he had hidden his strength, and it definitely wouldn't affect his "influence". However, with the appearance of Ao Qian and Ling Feng, Chen Hao didn't want to lose. Victory and defeat were commonplace in battle. Victory was not arrogant, defeat was not discouraged, and failure was the mother of success. These sayings were all very correct, but it had to be said that these were all words to comfort the losers, to allow the losers to stand up again. Winners, those who were always victorious and undefeated, would form "influence" and even "general influence" as their victories increased. This was a kind of state of mind, a state of mind that was sure to win. When facing an expert, it could explode and break through the limits of the state of mind.
If Chen Hao lost to the provocative Ling Feng and Ao Qian, who wanted a fair fight, and they were both in the same realm, then the "influence" that he had formed over tens of thousands of years, the heart of an expert, would be tainted with flaws …
Boom!
Chi!
Chi chi chi chi …
One by one, the star core crystals lit up from the bottom to the top.
Everyone's gaze also followed, finally stopping at the top of the testing device.
“1840！”
"Amazing!"
"This fatty's acting skills are too good. This is called weak attack power? F * ck! "
"F * ck, it's not even a hundred points lower than Ao Qian's … currently the second highest!"
"Huu … hehe, luckily Brother Fatty is a bit lower than me. Otherwise, Brother Fatty would have to use all his strength to deal with the rest …"
When everyone saw the number of Chen Hao's first attack, they were completely sure that the fatty and Wan Yishui's battle had been extremely pretentious. Ao Qian, on the other hand, let out a slight sigh of relief. The first attack was 80 points lower than the average of his previous 99 attacks. It was basically impossible to surpass him.
He did not think that the fatty's strongest attack would be more than five times the basic attack …
"Damn fatty's physical strength clearly hasn't reached its peak, and it feels like something is missing. F * ck, it's already over 1800 … Attack power is indeed my biggest weakness! Could it be that in this lousy first-rate academy, I'll have to expose everything? "
Unlike Ao Qian, who only intuitively knew that the wretched fatty was hiding a lot, Ling Feng's special ability allowed him to see more.
…
"F * ck! 1840？ I can't lose at the starting line! Whatever, I'll raise it a little more! No, what if Ling Feng and Da Hua's direct descendants are stronger? Ninety percent! "
Chi!
Boom!
After Chen Hao saw the value of his first attack, he only hesitated for a moment before raising his strength and attacking again.
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