This shocked Xiao Wanjun. He knew that the ordinary-looking man in front of him with simple clothes was definitely a powerful and terrifying existence, more than ten times more powerful than Takeru Okamoto!

"snort!"

Beichen Martial Saint stared at Xiao Wanjun, and snorted coldly, as if a sharp sword-like aura swept over and struck Xiao Wanjun.

Xiao Wanjun's own aura was disordered, and his momentum was completely suppressed at this moment. Under the pressure of Beichen Martial Saint's field and his own unparalleled aura, his face turned pale and his whole body felt unbearable.

Stay facing backward.

Snapped!

At this time, a hand gently pressed on Xiao Wanjun's shoulder, and then, Xiao Wanjun suddenly felt that the pressure of the field that was suppressed by his whole body, as if thousands of swords were fired at once, disappeared, and it seemed as if he was being suppressed by a force.

The pressure of an even more domineering and unparalleled momentum was dissipated, and his own aura was restored to its original state, able to move freely.

"Dad, you are tired from the second battle, let me fight this battle!"

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Chapter completed!