The void rippled, and a battlefield took shape, enclosing Little Nonpoint and a young man.
"Kid, remember this. The one who defeats you is Yang of the Heaven Mending Pavilion—"
Whoosh!
Before the young man could finish, Little Nonpoint lunged at him and threw a punch.
No Runes flashed. No Blood Essence surged. It was just an ordinary punch.
Yet that ordinary punch, driven by nothing but the strength of his flesh, blew the Heaven Mending Pavilion disciple apart!
Anyone who could enter the Heaven Mending Pavilion and study its ways was no ordinary person. They would be called a genius anywhere.
But he could not withstand a single punch from Little Nonpoint. He could not even dodge it!
The gap was too vast.
"Losers don't deserve to leave their names behind!" Little Nonpoint declared smugly.
He knew this was the Void God Realm. No one would truly die.
After dying here, their true bodies in the Real World would only feel awful for a while.
So he held nothing back.
Being cocky is my mission!
Little Nonpoint's attack also made some onlookers turn grave. They had caught a glimpse of what he could do.
"As expected of Number One Under Heaven in the Blood Moving Realm. A young Hero indeed," the Fire Emperor praised.
The Fire Emperor already accepted Little Nonpoint as Number One Under Heaven.
"He has definitely reached the Blood Moving Realm's Extreme Realm of a hundred thousand jin of Divine Power, on par with the finest young Fierce Beasts of the Immemorial Era." Admiration shone in the Heaven Mending Pavilion master's eyes.
If he could bring someone like that into the Heaven Mending Pavilion, he might lead it to a new age of glory.
Especially now that the mysterious Enchanted Cottage had appeared. If its Lord