At the top of the viewing platform, the pupils of Wang Zhengyang, Saint of Ten Thousand Saints Mountain, Chu Junyou, Crown Prince of Chu, Lin Bai, and the others suddenly contracted.
Everyone could tell that the sword aura unleashed by Shen Yunfan, the Third God Child, had absolutely reached the level of "Dao Arts."
Although it was not the technique of a Great Mystic Art User, its power was definitely not weak.
Among martial artists of the same cultivation realm, even Yan Congjiao, the First God Child, and Zhao Yuanchen, the Seventh God Child, who specialized in physical strength, probably would not dare to catch it barehanded.
Yet what no one had expected was that the lanky Feng Chuan had merely raised his hand. Not only had he caught the sword aura, he had crushed it with effortless ease.
"Body refiner?"
Wang Zhengyang, Saint of Ten Thousand Saints Mountain, immediately came up with an idea and muttered in a doubtful tone.
Chu Junyou, Crown Prince of Chu, frowned and said with a wry smile, "He doesn't really look like one."
"A body refiner's physique cannot be this frail!"
"Even if he deliberately restrained his build, he couldn't possibly be this thin!"
"Everyone knows that a body refiner's strength comes from the flesh. They store the essence of heaven and earth and spiritual power not only in their dantian, but also transform their bodies into enormous sources of strength."
"That is where the might of body refinement lies!"
"Judging from this man's appearance, he is definitely not a body refiner!"
Lin Bai agreed rather strongly with Chu Junyou's analysis. Based on his experience and insight, although the lanky Feng Chuan possessed astonishing physical strength, he was not a body refiner.
After thinking it over, Wang Zhengyang, Saint of Ten Thousand Saints