[Perfect Nature: All creatures have their own nature and instincts, such as the instinct to eat, the sixth sense... All of them are like this. Through those mysterious perceptions, predictions, and instincts, creatures often make accurate judgments about things without any basis at critical moments, such as whether the food is poisonous, whether the surrounding environment is dangerous... And your nature and instincts are extremely excellent among them, and have reached a mysterious level close to prophecy, which will automatically let you understand many situations and information that ordinary people cannot perceive. ]

This is one of the talents that Xi Shenlian possesses.

Although it is usually of little use, it just lets him know what is more delicious and whether he can eat it, and also helps him predict some boring things in advance.

But the effect of this talent is actually very obvious.

In itself, it is equivalent to a kind of all-weather, fully automatic predictive capability.

Any user can show off their style.

It allows the user to defeat the strong with the weak, take the enemy's head from thousands of miles away, and plan shocking conspiracies.

All I can say is that Xi Shenlian is too idle, and he usually just crushes ants aimlessly for fun.

Regardless of whether he can predict the enemy's actions or not, the enemy will be chopped into minced meat in an instant, so the so-called foreknowledge is completely meaningless, which causes this talent to become a supporting ability, just like his lighter used to light cigarettes, the dagger used to cut fruits, and a bunch of strange props that no one knows when they will show up.

To this day.

Xi Shenlian, who suddenly wanted to show off, finally made use of this talent.

Use it to predict other people's actions, making it easier to beat your opponent.

This talent is no longer used to sense whether something is edible and whether it tastes good.

He just stood there in front of the empty mountain and the autumn sun.

While blocking all the opponent's attacks with one hand, he casually watched the flying debris around him.

After the opponent had thrown 999 punches, Xi Shenlian turned back to look at the opponent and said:

"Are you almost done fighting?"

"It's my turn now."

He now plans to play a turn-based game.

One person launches one round of attack.

After saying that, facing the opponent's increasingly fierce attack, he gave up defense and launched an attack again.

Just one punch.

The opponent was hit so hard that he couldn't help but bend over. The intense pain made Kongshan Qiuyang feel as if his internal organs were displaced!

Different from attacking the opponent where the attack is completely useless.

Every strike of Xi Shenlian's left fist hit the opponent, and every strike hit the opponent's weak point in defense and unexpected position.

One punch, two punches, three punches...

The heavy fist shadows made Kongshan Qiuyang exhausted to deal with or completely unable to resist.

He wanted to predict the opponent's attack points and defend in advance, but Xi Shenlian predicted all his defenses and dodges, making all his actions futile.

Even if he wanted to predict a second time, the opponent could easily surpass his rhythm and always suppress him.

That feeling...

Just as he was still wondering what would happen one step later, two steps later, and three steps later, Xi Shenlian had already seen the scenes ten steps later, a hundred steps later, and a thousand steps later.

Obviously Xi Shenlian only used one hand, but in Kong Shan Qiu Yang's gradually blurry eyes, he could see countless fist shadows. Those were countless extremely blurry attack routes, like an undefendable divine punishment, leaving him with no way to defend or dodge.

He could only be forced to withstand Xi Shenlian's violent fists. This feeling of being unable to resist made him feel like he was being tortured...

A few seconds later.

In mid-air.

Kongshan Qiuyang, who couldn't even tell how many punches he had received, was now weak all over and bruised and swollen, and was being held by Xi Shenlian's neck.

Even though he is an awakened one, he is very tough.

After enduring a series of attacks from Xishenlian, Kongshan Qiuyang finally couldn't bear it anymore.

It cannot be said that he was almost beaten to death.

But it is safe to say that if the fight lasts a few more seconds, he would probably only have one breath left.

Even in his current state, he could be considered seriously injured, with half of his bones broken.

However, just as he was about to faint, he suddenly barely heard Xi Shenlian's careless words:

"It's almost time to go back."

It was the tone of someone who had just finished a walk.

And he was like the kid that the other guy beat up while taking a walk.

Inexplicable.

An indescribable feeling of ridiculousness arose in Kongshan Qiuyang's heart.

Out of the final unwillingness.

Before falling into a coma.

He forced his eyes open, which were a little closed due to the bruises on his face, and asked in a hoarse voice:

"Too easy..."

"How much strength and speed did you use just now..."

He could clearly feel that what had just happened could not even be called a fight for Xi Shenlian, it was just hitting a sandbag.

Moreover, in order to prevent the sandbag from being damaged, the other party deliberately restrained his strength.

A combination of punches.

I was too lazy to even breathe.

It was as easy as just taking two steps.

“…”

As the person being questioned.

Perhaps it was because the opponent didn't make a sound when he was being beaten, which meant he was really a tough nut to crack.

Xi Shenlian stood quietly in mid-air, looking up at the scorching sun above his head.

After thinking about it.

He replied calmly:

"One-twentieth?"

"I'm not sure."

“It’s not a lot, but it seems like a lot too.”

"In daily activities, in order not to crush others to death or break things, I basically only use one billionth or one hundred billionth of my strength..."

Although I haven't tested it, I usually keep playing badly.

But Xi Shenlian felt that he should be able to easily lift things weighing tens of billions of tons with one hand now.

Moreover, after beating up Kongshan Qiuyang, maybe it was because he felt more comfortable hitting people.

Under the influence of the [Willful One], he seemed to have become one tenth stronger?

However.

Xi Shenlian actually doesn't care that much about this kind of thing.

Progress, growth, strength...

It was as if these words were born for him.

No training, no sharpening, no learning, no special effort required.

Even if he was just sleeping, he would naturally become stronger.

For him.

The so-called daily life is really too fragile...

The so-called becoming stronger is actually a little too easy...

He has to restrain his power twenty-four hours a day.

otherwise.

Now, every step he takes will crush the land within a radius of several kilometers, causing tens of thousands of people to die on the spot.

Listen to his answer.

Kongshan Qiuyang sighed helplessly:

"So he's not some rare genius, but a monster that surpasses humans..."

To this.

Xi Shenlian did not respond, nor did she get angry. She just continued to look at the scorching sun above her head.

After expressing his feelings, the other party soon fell into a coma.

Xi Shenlian just held the other person in his arms and continued to look up at the scorching sun above his head silently.

He could feel it.

Even if you walk into the scorching sun where the temperature reaches billions of degrees without any preparation, you will only be burned for a while at most.

That thing, that brilliant, hot artificial sun, was not enough to burn him to death.

even.

Before long, that thing might not even be able to burn him.

I think the same principle applies to the so-called nuclear bomb.

No need to hide, no need to resist.

He stood still, using his skin to resist the heat and impact.

Think of that scene.

Xi Shenlian then shook his head slightly with a dumb smile, and said to himself:

"...It's a bit of a monster..."