After the enhanced King Kai's Fist took effect, Qin Shaofeng moved in an instant.
Seven-Stage Divine Fist!
With a low shout, Qin Shaofeng instantly unleashed seven fist shadows, their force howling through the air.
Qin Shaofeng had chosen this Seven-Stage Divine Fist from among his many spoils of war as a martial technique for himself.
Though its name was not particularly impressive, it was a five-star god-grade technique. Moreover, since it resembled the Thousand Mountain Fist, Qin Shaofeng found it quite easy to master.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
Seven fist shadows erupted one after another. Ren Yu had already been startled by Qin Shaofeng's sudden surge in aura, but upon seeing him attack, his heart was shaken again.
He could sense it clearly: the power of those seven fist-shadow gusts was in no way inferior to an attack from a fifth-level World King.
However, Ren Yu knew that this was no time for shock or admiration, because those seven fist-shadow gusts had already slammed toward him.
"Humph!"
His gaze turned cold as Ren Yu snorted. "A mere trick!"
Whoosh!
Ren Yu made no obvious movement. He merely waved a hand, and a silken object resembling a screen suddenly flew from his body. It transformed into a hard protective barrier that encircled him.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
No one knew what that screen-like silken object was. After taking Qin Shaofeng's Seven-Stage Divine Fist head-on, it merely let out seven muffled bangs, while Ren Yu within remained completely unharmed.
Damn it!
Qin Shaofeng's expression darkened slightly as his eyes landed on the silk.
With his eyesight, Qin Shaofeng could naturally tell that this silk-like object was definitely a powerful Divine-grade Spirit Tool.
The reason he did not call it a divine artifact was that he had