It had to be said that Wu Nanfeng possessed some real ability.
Setting everything else aside.
At the peak of the Spirit Cocoon Realm, he had even cultivated Second Grade Spiritual Power... Even without activating his Battle Soul, he was undoubtedly the strongest prodigy Li Yun had encountered since making his name.
Previously, at the Prodigy Tournament in the Mysterious Moon Kingdom, the strongest opponent he had faced was Song Wujie, the Young Master of Divine Blade Manor from the Wantu Kingdom. Yet compared to Wu Nanfeng, Song Wujie was not even in the same league.
Both were at the peak of the Spirit Cocoon Realm, but Song Wujie's spiritual power was merely Fifth Grade, while Wu Nanfeng's had reached Second Grade.
That difference in spiritual power quality alone was enough to crush Song Wujie utterly.
Not to mention that Wu Nanfeng had a grandfather who was the lord of Nine Yang City, a Dao Seed Realm expert.
His family's foundations ran deep.
The training he had received since childhood, the martial arts he cultivated—he outclassed Song Wujie in every respect.
Add it all together, and the gap became even wider.
Just like at this moment.
Wu Nanfeng had merely hurled out a fist in raging fury.
Yet that alone revealed the depth of his skill.
It was absolutely a formidable top-tier Spirit Cocoon Realm fist technique, and it had even reached the Perfection Realm.
An ordinary young martial artist, even one in the Spirit Cocoon Realm, would have had no chance of withstanding it head-on.
But Li Yun was no ordinary young martial artist.
As Ding Baisheng would put it, what kind of hammer was he supposed to be, an ordinary person?
At the same age, others were still practicing Zhuang Gong. The more impressive ones were cultivating internal