Seeing Xiong Wei spinning through the air like a wheel, Su Yuan couldn't help drawing in a sharp breath.
When he himself had faced the Hundred-Ton King, he'd needed a spiritual-energy air cushion and a specific angle of impact to dissipate the force.
Yet this guy had somehow turned force dissipation into a passive skill.
What the hell, are you cheating?
"No, this won't do. I absolutely can't let this guy leave the highway. Otherwise, I might not be able to beat him."
Suppressing his shock, Su Yuan immediately ordered the remaining Hundred-Ton Kings to accelerate and ram him.
One Hundred-Ton King after another swarmed like man-eating piranhas in the Amazon River, targeting Xiong Wei as a delicious hunk of meat and ramming into him without hesitation.
Boom, boom, boom—
Before Xiong Wei could even hit the ground, one Hundred-Ton King after another clipped past him and sent him flying again.
Yet despite the attacks coming so relentlessly, he still dissipated the force with ease, canceling out the impact.
In the end, he even began to enjoy being hit by the Hundred-Ton Kings, just as Su Yuan had when cultivating the Indestructible Sword Body.
One minute later.
Once all the Hundred-Ton Kings that had accelerated into Xiong Wei had driven away, a brief lull appeared on the highway, with no traffic at all.
Xiong Wei landed lightly beside the highway and looked up at Su Yuan in the air.
"I've never tried body-tempering like this before. Thank you for teaching me."
He spoke with heartfelt sincerity.
Who the hell taught you body-tempering?
You're showing off right in front of me now?
Su Yuan was too exasperated to reply. Was this the composure of a top-tier genius?
Before Su Yuan could answer, Xiong Wei asked again:
"Now that we've finished warming