From the moment he cut Fu Zhouxun into Blood Mist, Chen Fei understood that he had already forged a death feud with the entire Liang Clan.
Even if Fu Zhouxun had not died afterward, how could Fu Zhouxun possibly let Chen Fei go, let alone the entire human race?
Thus, Chen Fei had to prepare himself to face the entire Liang Clan, and the first step of that preparation was for Chen Fei to understand clearly just what level his current battle strength had reached.
Compared to when he had been in the Secret Realm, Chen Fei's strength had risen enormously again. Chen Fei needed to know whether, without using the Small Heaven Reaching Realm state, his battle strength could surpass the Ninth-Order.
And if it surpassed the Ninth-Order, then what position within the Ninth-Order had it reached?
The combined attack of Fu Zhouxun and Fu Xianbing was enough to rival an ordinary Early-Stage Ninth-Order strike, while Chen Fei—though it could not be said he had blocked it with effortless ease—indeed had not felt particularly strained.
Of course, Fu Zhouxun and Fu Xianbing's combined attack could at most be considered a normal strike at the Early-Stage Ninth-Order. It could not be fully equated with a true Early-Stage Ninth-Order powerhouse.
But peering at a leopard through a tube was already enough for Chen Fei to understand where his current strength stood.
An origin nearly beyond the limit, a Mid-Stage Ninth-Order physique, and dense origin energy and soul power gave Chen Fei, in his normal state, the battle strength to contend with an Early-Stage Ninth-Order.
If it came to a prolonged battle, Chen Fei might still be somewhat lacking, but for Chen Fei, this was already enough, because his current strength was only temporary.
Hearing Chen Fei's words, then seeing Chen Fei's