The Number One Art of Ten Thousand Worlds, Even More Shameless Than the Other-Transformation Freedom Great Art [6]

Xia Jiba gave a disdainful sneer.

"A mayfly trying to shake a tree. You don't know your own limits."

"This Heavenly Emperor will cripple you today."

"Awooo~!" Just as Xia Jiba was about to deal Xiao Yan a fatal blow, a sandbag-sized fist slammed straight into his cheek.

Xia Jiba's entire face was badly distorted, and two teeth flew straight out of his mouth.

"You dare get distracted while fighting me?" Chen Yang sneered and threw another punch at Xia Jiba's other cheek.

That formidable punch distorted Xia Jiba's other cheek as well, sending another two teeth flying.

Spittle mixed with blood, and Xia Jiba's whole face was beaten beyond recognition.

Chen Yang, by contrast, was completely unharmed.

Utter bewilderment filled Xia Jiba's face.

Why? His Undying Overlord Body Technique clearly offered unparalleled defense. Even planet-destroying attacks could hardly penetrate it or inflict any meaningful damage on him.

Chen Yang's fists were bizarre. Every punch carried a fierce, vicious force.

Xia Jiba knew full well that his defenses were as good as nonexistent before Chen Yang, so all he wanted to do was dodge those punches.

What he didn't know was that Chen Yang's attacks in his War Saint Battle Armor state not only ignored defense and immunity, but also could not be dodged.

Strictly speaking, "could not be dodged" meant that whenever Chen Yang threw a punch, Xia Jiba's face would move forward on its own to take the hit.

"Take this! And this! And this! And this! And this! And this~!" Chen Yang unleashed shadowless punches, every one of them landing on Xia Jiba's face.

Dozens of punches, hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands~!

In an instant, Xia Jiba's face, which hadn't been particularly handsome to begin with, became bruised and swollen, looking just like a pig's head.

Even