Meridian Endurance

"Lord Yao Wushang..."

"Lord Yao Wushang, who could strike nearly thirty thousand, was sent flying by a single punch from him?"

"This... we didn't see that wrong, did we?!"

The sight before them did not trigger an uproar. Every Demon Person who had mocked him before looked as though their jaws were about to hit the ground, as if five bolts of lightning had struck them all at once. They were nearly going mad.

They had imagined that when the two fists collided, this Blue-faced Demon Person would prove no match and either die from grievous injuries or have every bone in his body shattered. Yet they had never imagined the outcome would be the exact opposite. The invincible Yao Wushang in their eyes had been knocked down like a straw man, gravely wounded and on the verge of death.

A Blue-faced Demon Person who looked somewhat thin and weak actually possessed such strength. It was far too terrifying!

"Yes, of course there is! If milord is not qualified, then no one else is either!"

The black-robed Demon Person who had insulted Nie Yun earlier immediately changed his expression. He hurried over with a fawning smile.

When it came to currying favor with the powerful, Demon People were even more shameless than humans—more **.

"That's right, we were blind. Milord is the strongest in our C Zone! This Yao Wushang is just a worthless imposter, nothing but trash!"

"I could tell long ago that milord was extraordinary. Either remain silent, or cry out and astonish the world—just as expected! Incredible!"

The remaining examining Demon People all began smiling. As they looked at Nie Yun, it was as though they had seen their own grandfather.

Hearing their words and recalling the praise they had just lavished upon him, Yao Wushang, who