Liu Shu had just been about to say that Zhang Long's body was tiger-like; even if he took a punch, at worst he would suffer a light injury—nothing serious.
Yet when he focused his eyes, he saw his friend collapsed to one side, his face listless, his body curled up as he vomited blood madly.
Liu Shu was dumbfounded.
As Zhang Long's friend, he naturally knew exactly how strong Zhang Long's body was.
It was no exaggeration to say that once the Perfect Bronze Body was achieved, it was impervious to water and fire, difficult to wound with blades and weapons.
Even if Zhang Long stood still and let ordinary cultivators wield sharp, extraordinary weapons to hack at him wildly, they might not even draw blood.
Ever since his body refinement had succeeded, in all these years of battles against those in the same realm, he had never seen anyone break Zhang Long's dharma body!
Who could have expected that a mere Crossing Pig, only a first-layer Body King, would not only hammer him to the ground with one punch, but beat him until he was as limp as a dead dog, trembling without end, coughing blood, his vital signs beginning to fluctuate violently!
"Xiao Chen actually... hammered Zhang Long down across realms!"
A Ying's pupils contracted. A Crossing Pig from the Mortal World, bearing a Void-Locking Spirit Talisman, had only just entered the Nether Realm and had yet to adapt. How could he possibly knock over a Second Realm Body King who had cultivated the Perfect Bronze Body with one punch?
When she had first met Xiao Chen, his handsome face had stunned her.
Once she learned that he came from the Mortal World and was a Crossing Pig, all that beauty had crumbled into ash.
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