The next moment, blood-red light radiated from Wu Yao, and his muscles swelled explosively.
His frame expanded, bursting his clothes apart.
The exaggerated contours of his muscles were laid bare.
The muscles on his arms bulged high, larger than an adult's head.
The ridges and furrows across his back resembled a demonic face.
He clenched his fists, and the entire void trembled and hummed.
Clearly, he had cultivated his physical body to the absolute limit!
Beside him, Bing Xuan looked at Wu Yao, his fighting spirit burning even hotter.
He wished he could immediately engage Wu Yao in a thoroughly exhilarating battle!
"Brother Wu, hurry up and finish this fight.
My treasured sword has been waiting for ages!"
Bing Xuan called out excitedly to Wu Yao.
"Hahaha, don't be impatient, fellow cultivator Bing Xuan. On my way here,
even when seven or eight late-stage Emperor King Realm ferocious beasts surrounded me, I never once used this form!
I know you've always loved battle!
All to seek that sliver of opportunity to advance to the Great Emperor Realm!
Am I any different?
Once we drive away all the flies around here, no one will interfere, and we can have a proper fight!"
Wu Yao spoke to Bing Xuan, glancing at his own muscles with a satisfied expression.
Ever since he had perfected his body-refining art, he had yet to meet his match among those of the same realm.
Lin Feng's previous strike had merely piqued his interest.
But to say it had shocked him? That was naturally impossible!
"Die!"
Suddenly, Wu Yao punched through the air toward Lin Feng!
A blood-red fist projection condensed out of thin air.
The instant it appeared, it immobilized Lin Feng, locking him in place.
Lin Feng unleashed space law, but he still could not shake