"If he hadn't been acting all along, then he had matured at an utterly absurd speed. An Evolver forged through actual combat?"
It sounded like an ordinary assessment, but the evaluator was Gan Qianyun, an eighth-tier powerhouse. What he considered "absurd" was truly something that defied common sense.
From the perspective of someone who had reached the peak, fighting had always been a skill for using one's body in battle. Techniques could indeed allow the weak to defeat the strong, but why not begin with a high-spec body from the start?
Reality was often cruel. A two-hundred-pound burly man only needed a little training to possibly defeat an ordinary boxer weighing a few dozen pounds.
The disparity in physical conditions in the supernatural world was even more horrifying, comparable to the difference between tens of thousands of tons and a few dozen pounds.
The most straightforward example was that Killer Ant. Though he was only Tier 3, the gods rated his actual threat level above that of the first three veteran Tier 4 and Tier 5 competitors.
Yet even Killer Ant, in Gan Qianyun's eyes, had only average talent and potential, not even enough to rank among the top hundred. Killer Ant had long since been completely consumed by his beastly nature. Losing control was only a matter of time, and once he became a beast, he would have no possibility of advancing again.
Lu PingAn's "physical condition," on the other hand...
"I can't quite make sense of it. A body made of demonic plants should have been merely average, but its bloodline seems to originate from an exceptionally powerful outer-domain deity. Yet that's all. The weaknesses of a demonic plant body are still there: an innate lack of pain, slow reactions, dull senses, a lack of explosive power, and