Elder Qingfeng clapped Li Ping'an wildly on the shoulder. "Little Ping'an, you've really made your master proud."
Li Ping'an wanted to test his current strength, so he told Qingfeng what he had in mind.
Qingfeng agreed without hesitation.
Before making his move, he tapped Li Ping'an's body.
"Be careful. Your master is very strong."
He was afraid of hurting Li Ping'an. Who would cook for him afterward?
Elder Qingfeng asked, "Ready?"
Li Ping'an nodded.
Elder Qingfeng began murmuring.
"Oops, got it wrong. Let me start again~"
Qingfeng recited it dozens of times, and just as Li Ping'an was about to lose patience,
he finally finished chanting, and boundless magical power surged.
It wove into an invisible net of astral force that rushed out, bearing down on the void.
It formed a powerful pressure that swept toward Li Ping'an.
Li Ping'an was slightly startled. He felt a force squeezing and tearing at every part of his body, every inch of space twisting.
So strong!!
Li Ping'an dared not be careless and circulated vital energy within his Mud Pellet.
A gentle aura enveloped his entire body, drawing that ocean-like power into itself.
All the power vanished without a trace in an instant.
Li Ping'an gave a slight shudder, not even a hair on his body harmed.
It was somewhat like a Martial Warrior's tough physique: cultivated to its peak, it could become impervious to all arts.
Qingfeng's eyes widened in disbelief.
Although that strike had only been a casual one,
it had been neutralized so easily. Wasn't that far too outrageous?!
Li Ping'an tried making a move.
His body seemed to contain inexhaustible power.
Every breath could unleash incomparable strength.
He concentrated his strength into the smallest possible space, then thrust it outward with the speed of thunder leaving no time to