At this moment, Guan Ping instilled fear in Wang Hao!
Not only Wang Hao, but Zhou Mi, who was down the mountain, couldn't help but change her expression slightly!
Even though she had made thorough preparations beforehand, she was still somewhat frightened at this moment.
So strong!
That's really impressive!
The person Wang Hao is about to face is definitely a martial saint!
This power absolutely surpasses the Martial Grandmaster level!
Zhou Mi even subconsciously wanted to rush up and help Wang Hao.
But Zhou Mi quickly regained her composure and forcibly suppressed her restless heart.
She knew very well that Wang Hao had many ways to escape. If he really had no other choice, even if he was facing a Martial Saint, he would at least be able to escape to her in an instant!
Rather than rushing forward to face the crisis with Wang Hao, it's better to stay here, wait for Wang Hao to escape, and then take Wang Hao with you!
Thinking of this, Zhou Mi gritted her teeth and suddenly shifted her gaze to Feng Tianlang beside her.
This made Feng Tianlang tremble all over, and a sense of fear instantly rose from the bottom of his heart.
"What...what are you doing..."
As he spoke, cold sweat poured down Feng Tianlang's back.
Zhou Mi gritted her teeth and asked in a cold voice, "Who exactly is on the mountain?"
Feng Tianlang swallowed hard and said, "I really don't know... They are people from your Dragon Kingdom, and their strength is terrifying!"
He made a deal with me: he would recuperate here, I would provide him with benefits, and in return, he would do me a favor once he recovered…
Zhou Mi couldn't help but curse inwardly!
If she couldn't be sure of the owner of that power before, now she is absolutely certain.
Guan Ping!
There was no one else but him!
Looking at Feng Tianlang, Zhou Mi's face was as cold as ice, and her voice was devoid of any emotion, "If anything happens to my junior brother, I will kill you before I leave!"
After saying that, Zhou Mi ignored Feng Tianlang and looked up at the mountain.
Upon hearing Zhou Mi's words, Feng Tianlang's lips twitched involuntarily.
He knew that Zhou Mi wasn't lying!
If she wanted to, she could truly kill him instantly!
Feng Tianlang wiped the sweat from his brow and turned to look up at the mountain.
At this moment, he was genuinely starting to worry.
Under such terrifying power, Wang Hao...
Is it really possible for him to survive?
At this moment, on the mountaintop.
Wang Hao was also firmly suppressed by that force and couldn't move at all!
At this moment, Guan Ping truly unleashed the power of a Martial Saint.
A terrifying power enveloped Wang Hao, giving him no way to escape.
Even Guan Ping himself was bleeding profusely at this moment!
But he showed no sign of stopping!
He knew very well that if he persisted, Wang Hao would be the first to die today!
At this moment, Wang Hao was being suppressed, and blood was constantly gushing from his body.
His face also turned extremely ugly.
He originally thought that he could at least escape with serious injuries.
But now, that damned Guan Ping is really not giving him a single chance!
He wants to live today...
There's only one way!
Become a saint!
Only if he becomes a Martial Saint can he possibly defeat Guan Ping!
"Damn it, when will all these energies in my body finally connect completely?"
Wang Hao cursed inwardly, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.
His reason for coming out to fight this time was to gradually integrate the physical parts within his body.
Throughout the battle, he also kept these energies flowing freely between each other.
At this moment, Wang Hao didn't even feel that there was anything about his energy that he hadn't fully integrated.
His veins, every pore on his skin, all embody his power.
But why?
Why hasn't he become a saint yet?
This shouldn't be happening!
Wang Hao was filled with doubt.
At this moment, his resistance had reached its limit.
Click!
Wang Hao's skin developed ulcers.
In the blink of an eye, Wang Hao's half arm, almost right before his eyes, turned into particles!
Wang Hao was stunned as he watched the particles floating in front of him.
Each particle is different.
It's full of life and emotion...
Floating in the air, they were actually... merged together.
"Is this... true fusion?"
At that moment, Wang Hao seemed to have figured something out!
He had always believed that he needed to cultivate every cell of his body to its ultimate potential, cultivate them individually, and then integrate them together, in order to become a Martial Saint.
But now, after seeing his own bloodied and mangled arm, Wang Hao suddenly understood!
What does it mean to integrate and apply knowledge?
It will never be a rigid, orderly sorting!
Instead, when the order is messed up, everyone is different!
Just like your fist has bones and flesh, when different parts of your fist touch the other person, the other person will definitely feel it differently.
Even if you've cultivated to the extreme!
Even if your strength is wrapped around your fist, making you feel that it is perfectly even!
But as long as they are fundamentally different, they are still different!
Want to achieve physical immortality?
That means you have to make every single one of your cells exactly the same!
"Just like... in a game."
Wang Hao couldn't help but mutter to himself, "I need to make every attack I launch a fixed-damage attack, instead of throwing a punch that deals different damage to different parts of the body."
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