Once the enhanced King of Worlds Fist took effect, Qin Shaofeng instantly made his move.
Seven-Stage Divine Fist!
With a low shout, Qin Shaofeng unleashed seven bursts of fist force.
Seven-Stage Divine Fist was one of the martial arts techniques Qin Shaofeng had chosen for himself from among the many spoils of war.
Though the name wasn't much to write home about, it was still a five-star Divine-level technique. And since it was similar to Thousand Mountain Fist, Qin Shaofeng had found it easy to master.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
Seven successive bursts of fist force erupted. Ren Yu had already been startled by Qin Shaofeng's sudden surge in aura, and when he saw Qin Shaofeng strike, he was shocked once more.
He could clearly feel that the seven bursts of fist force were no weaker than his own, despite being a fifth-level World King.
But Ren Yu knew this wasn't the time to stand there marveling in alarm. The seven bursts of fist force were already bearing down on him.
"Hmph!"
Ren Yu's gaze turned cold. "A cheap trick!"
Whoosh!
Ren Yu made no obvious move. He merely swept out a hand, and a piece of silk cloth like a folding screen suddenly flew from his body. It transformed into a sturdy barrier that enclosed him.
Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud!
No one knew what that screen-like piece of silk cloth was. When Qin Shaofeng's Seven-Stage Divine Fist struck it, it merely produced seven thuds, without affecting Ren Yu at all.
Damn it!
Qin Shaofeng's expression darkened slightly as he looked at the cloth.
With his keen eye, he could tell that the silk-like object was certainly a powerful Divine Artifact Spirit Artifact.
The reason he didn't think it was a Divine Artifact was