Level ten.
Whether it was Li Pin or the supreme powerhouses currently charging forward, all were level ten martial artists.
There were merely some subtle distinctions, such as first tier, second tier, or third tier within level ten.
But the divisions between these minor tiers were utterly meaningless.
When strength belonged to the same level, with no difference in "quality," the might displayed by the same strength in Li Pin's hands seemed to exist on an entirely different plane.
The Perfect Realm's control over his own power and command of the battlefield made the more than twenty level-ten supreme powerhouses charging at him seem like over twenty living targets. Not a single person's attack could touch him.
As the more than twenty surrounded and attacked him, they even continually hindered one another's assaults, allowing him to seize opportunity after opportunity.
Every punch he threw severely wounded a level-ten supreme powerhouse; every kick he delivered sent another supreme powerhouse flying.
These so-called supreme martial artists were almost sent flying back just as quickly as they had charged in.
And his blows were mercilessly heavy.
Those blasted away, such as Sun King Hris and Golden Dragon, who followed in his footsteps, had almost no chance of surviving.
This sight immediately left the remaining supreme powerhouses shocked and enraged.
The Steel Empire's "Conqueror" turned to Rudolf. "This man's combat techniques have reached the pinnacle. No wonder he is arrogant enough to disregard all of us. At this point, only your domain power can suppress him from a higher dimension. Only then can we deal with him."
Rudolf nodded and quickly stepped forward.
As an eleventh-level half-step Legend, he had already cultivated a domain.
As the power of his domain spread...
Li Pin did not even sway.
The domains of this world interfered with