Watching Fahai rapidly close in like a fiendish deity, Wang Chen remained extraordinarily calm.
His Nascent Soul was locked, his Mana sealed, and his Magic Tools unusable...
His opponent's Heaven and Earth Sealing Law was truly terrifying, crippling a cultivator's fundamental abilities in one stroke.
Yet Wang Chen did not panic or despair.
Because he had encountered a similar situation before!
More importantly, while Wang Chen could no longer cast spells or wield Magic Tools, neither could his opponent, Fahai. Otherwise, Fahai could have unleashed a killing move from several hundred paces away—there was no need to run over for hand-to-hand combat.
This showed that the sealing law made no distinction between friend and foe.
Without question, Fahai possessed formidable Close Combat abilities. The knotted muscles covering his body showed just how powerful this Buddhist Sect eminent monk's physique was.
Moreover, the Buddhist Sect had always emphasized Body Cultivation, and their close-combat prowess was extremely strong.
But...
Wang Chen was a Body Cultivator too!
Before breaking his Golden Core and forming his Nascent Soul, his achievements in body refinement had surpassed his Dao foundation, and he had cultivated the Heavenly Dragon Vajra Righteous Dharma to the peak of the seventh level.
Especially after consuming a vast amount of fourth-rank flood dragon meat, Wang Chen's body had become solid to the utmost extreme, inside and out. His physical strength had reached an unprecedented level.
Why would he fear close combat?
Wang Chen reached up, grabbed his collar, and violently tore it downward.
His dark blue Daoist robe instantly slid off his body, revealing the white undershirt beneath.
Rip!
The thin, gauzy undershirt shattered into four pieces the next instant, fluttering down like butterflies. Beneath his skin, slabs of muscle harder than refined iron bulged high!
A dense series of crackling explosions