Chapter 1751 The Shocked Sang Nantian

In the world of creation.

The speed of Zhang Yu and Sang Nantian were like streams of light. They could only barely capture each other's figure in a flash. At such a terrible speed, the attacks of the two became more and more fierce. Each attack had a terrible impact, which greatly increased the power of fortune.

"Boom, boom, boom, boom."

The successive collisions brought about terrifying mysterious waves of creation. The unbreakable world of creation seemed to be unable to withstand the terrifying impact of creation, trembling violently and shaking.

Sang Nantian, whose realization and application of fortune reached more than 9,000, had a much more terrifying strength than Shi Xin. In addition, Zhang Yu retained a large part of his strength, which made Sang Nantian release his power more fully, and unreservedly exert his most powerful attack, showing the true level of a quasi-ten thousand-level powerhouse.

The two of them fought like light, and instantly fought billions of times, causing a terrible storm of fortune in the world of creation.

Even Sang Nantian felt a little tired at such a high-intensity battle.

He gasped and looked at Zhang Yu in surprise: "Good boy, your strength is much stronger than I imagined!"

Zhang Yu also pretended to be tired and injured, and was also panting: "Senior is much more powerful than I thought."

"Boy, you should have hidden your strength, right?" Sang Nantian suddenly asked.

Zhang Yu was surprised at once: "What do you mean by this senior?"

Sang Nantian looked at Zhang Yu deeply and said, "Don't think that I'm dizzy and can't see anything. You kid should have pretended to be injured at the beginning, right? After being beaten for so long, your injury has not only not aggravated at all, but it does not affect your combat effectiveness at all. With such obvious flaws, do you really think I'm a fool?"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Yu shook his head helplessly. Unexpectedly, he was discovered by Sang Nantian.

He stopped gasping and then straightened his body. The injuries on the surface of his body faded away quickly and disappeared without a trace during his breathing.

"Since Senior Sang discovered it, I won't pretend anymore." Zhang Yu stared at Sang Nantian indifferently, "I won't pretend anymore, I'm showing up, I'm really not hurt."

Sang Nantian Yizhi: "I was really not injured!"

Zhang Yu was also stunned: "Didn't Senior Sang discover it long ago?"

"I'm not sure what I'm going to find!" Sang Nantian couldn't help but swear, "You guy's breath is thick and unfathomable. What can I find? I just wanted to cheat you, but I didn't expect you to be fooled so easily."

Zhang Yu was stunned. This old fox is really cunning!

At the same time, Sang Nantian also cursed in his heart: "Little Fox!"

"Okay, no matter whether Senior Sang really discovers or tests, the younger generation has shown up anyway." Zhang Yu spread his hands, "I am not injured. I was pretending to be injured just now, and I am used to confuse Senior Sang's illusion."

Sang Nantian's mouth twitched slightly, and then he stopped: "Don't hit."

Zhang Yu raised his eyebrows: "Why?"

"After hitting for so long, your face is not blushing or breathing. Instead, my condition has begun to decline." Sang Nantian said: "I can't do anything to you at the peak of my condition, and it is probably even more impossible to threaten you now... In this case, what else is there to fight? I don't have the hobby of being abused!"

"Since the competition has begun and when will it end, it's not the turn of Senior Sang to make the decision." Zhang Yu said calmly: "Before I don't agree, Senior Sang will have to fight if I don't fight."

Sang Nantian narrowed his eyes slightly: "No one can force me to do what I don't want to do."

Zhang Yu smiled faintly: "Then... try it."

His figure changed and he punched Sang Nantian again. The power of the Creation Fist swept through a terrifying Creation Flow and rushed towards Sang Nantian. It was still a punch close to the strength of the Ten Thousand Levels. Within the range that Sang Nantian could bear, he did not believe that Sang Nantian would really give up resistance.

Sure enough, Sang Nantian punched the Creation Fist with one punch, and then said, "Are you finished?"

Before Zhang Yu could speak, Sang Nantian said again: "It's not impossible to let me continue to discuss with you, but you must honestly answer a question."

“What’s the problem?”

"What kind of strength are you?" Sang Nantian's expression became very serious. He stared at Zhang Yu solemnly, "How much strength have you retained just now with me?"

Zhang Yu thought about it and pretended to be very serious: "The strength of the younger generation should be a little bit stronger than Senior Sang. If calculated based on the quantification of the creation experience, it would be about nine thousand levels of the creation experience, but it was closer to ten thousand levels than Senior Sang..."

"Take it seriously?" Sang Nantian was suspicious.

"Of course it's true." Zhang Yu was very calm, and his serious expression seemed to prove that he was not lying. "Senior Sang might as well think about it. If the younger generation is weaker, it is naturally impossible to compete with Senior Sang for so long without losing the upper hand. If the younger generation is stronger and even reaches the level of ten thousand levels, why should Senior Sang compete with Senior Sang?"

The Ten Thousand Levels are already the ceiling of the master and the most invincible existence, so naturally there is no need to discuss it again.

Because no matter how much you compete, the strength of the Wanzhong Realm cannot be improved by a little bit.

"Something makes sense." Sang Nantian nodded, and he believed it, because Zhang Yu's words were indeed very reasonable. "Okay, I will play with you again, but, don't hide your strength anymore, take out all your strength, let me feel your true strength."

Real strength?

Zhang Yuxin said, "I'm afraid you can't bear it."

After discussing with Sang Nantian for so long, Zhang Yu's use of fortune has improved a lot, almost comparable to Sang Nantian.

With his own will to transcend the limit, his strength has already surpassed the extreme strength of the Ten Thousand Level Realm. It is even stronger than the Eastern King at his peak. Sang Nantian is not even in the Ten Thousand Level Realm. How can he withstand his full-strength attack?

"Okay, I will definitely use my full strength to ensure that Senior Sang will not disappoint." Zhang Yu said calmly on the surface and said very seriously: "Senior Sang, be careful."

"Come on." Although Sang Nantian's condition declined slightly, there was no obvious difference from the peak period of strong strength. He believed that even if he was invincible to tens of thousands of invincible powerhouses, he could barely resist it. He was not afraid at all under the tens of thousands of realms.

Zhang Yu held his five fingers together, clenched his fists, then let out a light breath, raised his head, and suddenly punched his fists.

"Boom, boom, boom, boom."

In an instant, a dense force of creation fist appeared in front of Zhang Yu. One punch was shot out, but it was like thousands of punches. Each punch was at the level of ten or even hundreds of levels. Under the coverage of tens of millions of punches, the entire world of creation trembled violently, as if it could not bear the power of creation that was almost beyond the limit.

Sang Nantian's face changed. At this moment, his scalp became numb and even felt like he was shrouded in death.

However, at least, he was a super old monster who had lived for millions of Hunji. In the eyes of countless Hunji masters, even in the face of such a terrifying blow, he still did not intend to stop. Instead, he gritted his teeth and punched almost the same punch in the same posture. The terrifying power of creation condensed into countless fist powers, which were bombarded with the fist powers everywhere.

The entire world of creation sounded deafening explosions, and the surrounding space was also twisted. The terrifying storm of creation blew up cracks, and the edges of the cracks were hidden.

After a few breaths, the storm of creation was still raging in the world of creation, and the terrifying power of creation fist slowly subsided.

Zhang Yu stood with his hands in his arms, and there was no sign of sadness and joy on his face.

Sang Nantian was gasping for breath, sweat on his head, and many scars on his body. Even the Mai, whose will of the Creator was transformed, had many damages. He looked very embarrassed. He looked at Zhang Yu in shock and suspicion: "Is this your real strength?"

He vaguely felt something was wrong. Zhang Yu's punch was more powerful than he imagined. This feeling was just like when he was competing with the Eastern King back then. It was so powerful that it even made him feel the threat of death.
Chapter completed!