January 10th, Magic Martial University's southern district!
Two golden beams illuminated heaven and earth, piercing through the skies above Magic Martial University. "Eighth Forging of the Golden Body! Fang Ping! Li Changsheng!"
Fang Ping and Li Changsheng had both entered the Eighth Forging of the Golden Body at the same time, shattering the legend that martial artists could not forge their Golden Bodies eight times.
It had to be known that even Zhang Tao and Li Zhen had not reached the Eighth Forging of the Golden Body back then. They had entered Rank Nine at the peak of the Seventh Forging. Even so, the two had become invincible paragons, earning the titles Martial King and Nether King among the paragons. Yet today, Magic Martial University had produced two Eighth-Forged Golden Body powerhouses in a single day. In terms of potential, they had already surpassed Zhang Tao and Li Zhen. Truly, each generation brought forth new talents, and the new replaced the old. Everyone who knew the specifics of the situation held great hopes for them. They did not need to surpass the Martial King and Nether King; as long as they could grow to stand shoulder to shoulder with them, they could relieve humanity of considerable pressure.
Fang Ping was in no hurry to leave seclusion. He had only just broken through, and he wanted a great battle to test his combat strength. His face burning with excitement, Fang Ping looked at Li Changsheng. Old Li had also reached the Eighth Forging of the Golden Body, and he had taken the path of Unity of Myriad Daos. Now that he had obtained the cultivation technique, no one knew what his combat strength would be like. Fang Ping still had some confidence in himself. "President Li, do you dare fight me?"