"This pair of fists has once obliterated foreign Red King Rank powerhouses. Under a single punch, all thoughts turn to ashes."
"Since you insist on this, This Seat will not slacken in the slightest just because you are a Demon Subduing King in name only."
"Where the fist wind reaches, all things are destroyed, so This Seat will defeat you with the force of thunder."
Hearing Xiao Yan's arrogant tone, which even surpassed his own, Fist Emperor Wujitian could not help letting out a cold laugh.
No matter in which place, strength was undoubtedly the best-speaking machine; on this point, there was no doubt!
"The Fist Emperor may as well display his full strength."
Xiao Yan shrugged slightly at this. He had not yet completely adapted to the surging strength within his body, so having a punching bag to serve as a test stone would not be bad after all.
The Fist Emperor before him, whether in strength or threat level, was sufficient to let him quickly adapt to and master the surging power within his body!
Moreover, Xiao Yan's current strength was not much weaker than the Fist Emperor's.
"What This Seat does is all for the Great Thousand World. As a true man, even if you are defeated, do not harbor resentment."
A moment later, seemingly fearing that Xiao Yan would seek out Seathead and the others to complain after losing, the Fist Emperor added another sentence. In his view, this was merely giving Xiao Yan a tiny bit of comfort.
Fist Emperor Wujitian knew that Xiao Yan's strength was certainly formidable, but under the premise of not using the power of Holy Flame, his strength would drastically plummet several-fold. Such a Xiao Yan was definitely not his match!
Xiao Yan's strength was merely at the Fifth-Tier Reincarnation