"There must be more than a thousand Divine Weapon!"
Many viewers realized this.
The light that filled the distant horizon was so dazzling that the seawater shimmered with gold, as if it were the eve of sunrise.
Even thousands of golden Stars could not create such a sight.
and.
Lin Longxing, who was ranked 30th on the Divine General Ranking, was killed.
Ning Chuan's true combat strength is definitely far beyond the predictions of many martial arts masters.
However, Ning Chuan had demonstrated his Force and Mystic Truth techniques to the public several times, so it was impossible for those martial arts masters to have misjudged him.
The problem most likely originates from the Divine Treasury of Ten Thousand Weapons!
Since clearing the Divine Servant Tower, no one has seen Ning Chuan use this martial art at full strength.
"Has anyone been able to estimate the number of golden Stars based on their brightness?!"
"Theoretically, it's fine, but without knowing the specific distance, a few hundred kilometers is too general, leading to huge discrepancies in the calculation results!"
A mathematics professor gave a speech.
He was very knowledgeable and listed the relevant formulas.
According to his calculations, the number of Ning Chuan's Divine Weapon could reach as high as ten thousand!
Everyone was shocked and horrified.
Ten thousand Divine Weapon?!
Just imagining that scene is enough to make one feel hopeless.
The golden Stars blotted out the sun, filling the entire field of vision; no matter which direction you looked, there was no end in sight!
"Don't panic, it's just a theoretical upper limit!"
I'd guess around three thousand!
Some have speculated that this is already quite bold, more than doubling the figure.
"A perfectly reasonable number, but considering God Ning's many remarkable achievements, I wouldn't be surprised if there were a thousand more!"
"How many are there exactly? I'm dying of curiosity!"
The live stream was bustling with activity, with countless viewers leaving comments and expressing their opinions.
Time slips away, bit by bit.
Soon after, the golden light dissipated, and the heavy sound ceased.
Everyone fell silent, their eyes glued to the screen, clearly understanding that the fight between the two was over.
Swish! Swish!
At the distant horizon of the ocean, two black dots appear in the frame, rapidly expanding and gradually becoming clearer.
It was Ning Chuan and the Divine General Fushan!
Both of their clothes were torn to some extent.
However, the situation in Ning Chuan is much better.
The damage was mainly concentrated on the sleeves, which were torn into strips.
It was as if it had been shredded by the aftershocks of a battle.
Beside him, Divine General Fushan looked rather disheveled. His once crisp military uniform was now tattered and torn, with many areas charred black, wet, and twisted into wrinkles.
Many viewers were deeply moved.
Judging from the situation, Ning Chuan seems to have won.
Furthermore, they hold a considerable advantage!
Of course, the condition of clothing is only one basis for judgment, and not absolute.
To determine the exact outcome, we must ask the parties involved.
A number of local reporters arrived at the beach, craning their necks and looking around, waiting for the two to arrive.
But in the end, only the Divine General Fushan descended.
Amidst many surprised gazes, Ning Chuan soared through the air, flashing past, and flew towards the Heavenly River in the base.
At this moment, his Force Aperture were extremely active, seemingly unleashing an invincible aura!
Ye Qingwu once told me that there are two ways to condense the Force Wheel.
First, it relied on the fighting to raise the will to sweep away all enemies.
Secondly, they won consecutive victories, displaying an invincible momentum.
He wanted to take advantage of the current opportunity to try to condense the eighth Force Wheel.
However, many viewers were unaware of Ning Chuan's thoughts and were stunned when he left, instinctively assuming that he had lost.
"Excuse me, did you win?"
At this moment, a long-haired reporter respectfully spoke up, asking whether Divine General Fushan had won.
"No!"
The Divine General Fushan, tall and imposing, readily admitted his defeat without any hesitation, saying, "I have lost. I am no match for Ning Chuan."
The words had barely left his mouth.
The live stream room erupted in excitement, with a deluge of comments that were too dense to read.
Many people couldn't help but sigh.
Although I had a general idea that Ning Chuan would win, I was still shocked and couldn't calm down when I actually found out.
"Where do you see the gap? If we were to fight again, would you be confident of victory?"
The long-haired reporter then asked further questions.
Divine General Fushan glanced at her, pondered for a moment, and shook his head, saying, "No, I am not regretful about the defeat. Ning Chuan's strength is a notch above mine, and his offensive capabilities can be described as an all-round suppression. If we were to fight again, I would still find it difficult to win."
Divine General Fushan straightforward person and didn't feel there was anything wrong with admitting that he was inferior in skill.
After hearing his words, all the audience members were trembling with disbelief.
Ning Chuan didn't barely make it into the top thirty of the Divine General Ranking.
He decisively defeated the twenty-seventh ranked Divine General Fushan!
The long-haired reporter was stunned, momentarily speechless, astonished by the answer from the Divine General Fushan.
Beside them, another reporter spoke up, raising the questions that countless people were concerned about.
"May I ask, Divine General Fushan, how many Divine Weapon does Ning Chuan possess?"
The reporter raised the microphone and said, "He must have used the Divine Treasury of Ten Thousand Weapons during the battle, right?"
"Yes, it was indeed used."
The Divine General Fushan admitted, "As for the number of Divine Weapon..."
He paused, a smile spreading across his face, and joked, "I'm bad at math, I can't count them all, but there are a lot."
The Divine Treasury of Ten Thousand Weapons is Ning Chuan's trump card, and he will not reveal it without Ning Chuan's consent.
Upon hearing this, the reporters at the scene realized that Divine General Fushan was not telling the truth, and became even more curious, pressing for more information.
"Just give me a rough number."
Are there Divine Weapon below or above the four thousand?
A cacophony of voices erupted.
The Divine General Fushan his hand down, pondered for a moment, and said, "I cannot disclose the exact amount."
But all I can say is...
Currently World Walker, he truly deserves the title of god!
After saying that, he took off and flew towards a nearby military base, disappearing from sight.
Upon seeing this, the filming team immediately stopped filming, stopped the three narrators from talking, and rushed to the Heavenly River.
Ning Chuan returned directly, perhaps because of urgent business that they dared not delay.
This concludes the live stream.
Even without video feeds, the live stream was still incredibly lively, with a torrential downpour of comments. Over 70% of the viewers stayed, exchanging messages and engaging in heated discussions.
The Divine General Fushan didn't explicitly state it reveals an important piece of information.
Ning Chuan has a huge number of Divine Weapon!
So many powerful individuals, including one of the top thirty on the Federation Divine General Rankings, were shocked, believing it to belong to the realm of gods.
So, just how many are there?
Countless people are curious and itching to get started!
Swish!
The Heavenly River took off, leaving the Red Mountain military base, but did not fly far, heading to a nearby airport to replenish supplies.
Ning Chuan is still in seclusion and hasn't mentioned which administrative region he's going to.
Heavenly River.
A top-tier training room.
Ning Chuan sat quietly cross-legged, his back straight as a javelin. After an unknown amount of time, he opened his eyes, which seemed to shoot out two dazzling beams of lightning, captivating the soul.
However, there was no excitement in his eyes, but rather a hint of regret.
"It failed."
Ning Chuan gently shook his head.
He failed to condense the eighth Force Wheel; the stimulation from his invincible Force Wheel was still insufficient—he fell just short!