Chapter 990
Zhao Lun laughed loudly, and said, "You're still too weak to challenge me for the title of number one prodigy!"
As he spoke, a deafening sound echoed from his nine-meter-tall golden body .
Like arrows being fired one after another, his fists relentlessly beat down on Ling Han . It was as if his attacks would never stop .
Everyone was stunned by Zhao Lun's overwhelming might . 'As expected of the number one prodigy of the past 1000 years . His might is truly formidable, and even if he battles someone at the same cultivation level of the peak stage of the medium extreme, how many can stand firm under such a vicious barrage of attacks?'
Ling Han humphed, and activated his divine patterns of gravity .
Zhao Lun instantly felt as if he were bogged down in mud . He stepped forward with a foot, yet his other foot was surprisingly impossible to lift off the ground . He couldn't help but stagger .
"Divine patterns of gravity!" Zhao Lun humphed .
He had also obtained gravity element Mountain River Stones before, so he naturally knew what Ling Han was doing right now . He also activated his divine patterns of gravity to cancel out the effects of Ling Han's . Then, he raised his gigantic golden fist and smashed them toward Ling Han again .
Boom!
This strike was terrifying, and its pressure caused even the surrounding space to fluctuate .
Ling Han was fearless, and he immediately activated his Seven Kill Subduing Soul Technique .
Zhao Lun instantly felt as if there were needles jabbing at his mind . He could barely stop himself from groaning in pain . However, he was extremely experienced, and immediately deduced that Ling Han had used a spiritual attack on him, so he hurriedly stabilized his divine sense .
However, this momentary pause instantly caused Zhao Lun's fist to lose its target . Ling Han took advantage of this opportunity to grab his wrist, after which he viciously threw him outward .
Peng!
Zhao Lun's body was gigantic right now, so his fall was also extremely heavy . A dark expression spread across his face as he crashed into the ground, and a mouthful of blood instantly shot out from his mouth .
Zhao Lun was wounded!
Someone was actually able to wound Zhao Lun when battling at the same cultivation level!
This was definitely a mightily stunning piece of news . Zhao Lun's name had always been synonymous with the term "invincible in the same cultivation level" . Now, however, he had been beaten to the point of vomiting blood! Who would believe this if they didn't see it with their own two eyes?
"Ahhh…!" Zhao Lun howled in fury as countless veins bulged from his gigantic golden body . They were like several hundred golden snakes, each of which radiated with a sinister aura . He slapped his hands against the ground, and his body instantly shot back to an upright position . Then, he charged toward Ling Han again .
Boom!
His fist crashed over like an overwhelming divine mountain .
"I said that if we were at the same cultivation level, I could suppress you with a single hand!" Ling Han placed his left hand behind his back as he struck his right palm toward Zhao Lun . However, this wasn't his main attack, and he unleashed his Seven Kill Subduing Soul Technique at Zhao Lun again .
Immortals also cultivated their spirit . Although Ling Han could use Mountain River Stones to raise his strength to the Immortal level before, his lack of corresponding comprehension meant that his divine sense didn't experience any growth .
It was only because he had taken a sip of the Reincarnation Tea that his divine sense was far more powerful than ordinary cultivator's at the Shattering Void Tier . Combined with the tempering from the second layer of his Indestructible Heaven's Scroll, his divine sense was not only powerful, but also incredibly stable . His divine sense wasn't any bit weaker than an ordinary cultivator's at the Mountain River Tier .
After he advanced into the Mountain River Tier, the strength of his divine sense naturally underwent a qualitative change, far exceeding the level achieved by ordinary cultivators at the medium extreme . It was definitely on par with cultivators at the high extreme, perhaps even the consummate level .
Thus, Zhao Lun couldn't block Ling Han's spiritual attack even though his divine sense was already at the consummate level . Although each spiritual attack could only affect him a tiny bit, this was a battle between elites, so each tiny bit was enough to influence the outcome of the battle .
Peng! Peng! Peng!
Zhao Lun's strikes were powerful, yet none of them was able to hit their target . So, what did it matter if they were powerful? Zhao Lun was either slammed into the ground by Ling Han or relentlessly struck by his palms .
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