Xu Yi could swear to the heavens: what he'd taken wasn't a fist, but a cannonball. Even during the battle at Coldfire Pool, when the Origin Blast Beads had caused a mountainside to collapse, he hadn't felt such tremendous power.
The blows came one after another, a furious barrage like wind and rain. Even with the Profound Thunder Body Tempering Art, he was still forced to swallow blood again and again.
Xu Yi even dared say that if he hadn't been on the verge of breaking through to the Yin Venerate Realm, using the second layer of the Profound Thunder Body Tempering Art to receive the intent of thunder through the acupoints all over his body and further advance his cultivation, he would already have been spitting blood.
He had no idea that his sudden appearance had left so many of the others, who'd been struggling to hold on, staring dumbfounded—so much so that the black beads before their brows fell to the ground.
Nearly everyone present had experienced Deng Blackface's fists and kicks. They packed the force of a giant axe cleaving a mountain, and in terms of sheer impact, they were even more violent than True Fiend Qi.
Yet Xu Yi had taken over a hundred blows without changing expression. What kind of terrifying Body Tempering Divine Art did he have?
"I'm done. I'm exhausted."
Deng Blackface abruptly pulled back with a sway. His dark, square face was flushed red. Clearly, the sustained assault had put considerable strain on him, too.
Xu Yi hurriedly planted his feet and panted softly.
"No wonder you dare crow that you're invincible in the Mid Soul Sensing Stage. With a protective art like that, even an idiot could be invincible."
Deng Blackface kept waving his arms, looking genuinely worn out.
Xu Yi