Chapter 727 I don’t understand

Chapter 727: I Don't Understand Ah

Lu Gang was utterly enraged.

To think that he, a dignified Supreme God King, under the watchful eyes of all.

Was actually beaten up by a True God Cultivator.

His lifelong reputation was ruined in an instant.

How could he tolerate this?

He absolutely had to beat that hateful kid to death.

To wash away his humiliation.

Even though Zhang Yuhe's origin was mysterious, and his methods were extraordinarily unusual.

Especially that profound fist, which could strike with guaranteed hits.

Directly landing on him.

Leaving him with no way to dodge.

But Lu Gang was not worried that he would be unable to defeat him.

As a seasoned Supreme God King.

Lu Gang had this confidence.

A True God Cultivator challenging a higher realm.

To challenge him.

That was simply impossible.

Just now, he was careless and a bit too overconfident.

Lu Gang believed.

As long as he took it seriously.

A mere True God Cultivator would be at his mercy.

Thinking of this.

Lu Gang quickly summoned a large seal.

The golden seal hung in the air.

Shedding a faint glow.

Completely enveloping and protecting him.

The Wutu Qiankun Seal.

A defensive Divine Artifact.

This was Lu Gang's trump card, his most prized possession.

Normally, he would not use it easily.

However, facing Zhang Yuhe's fist.

Lu Gang felt.

He still needed to be careful.

Although he did not believe.

Zhang Yuhe's fist could still hit him again.

But just in case.

It was definitely not wrong to put up his defense first.

Lu Gang did not want to lose face again.

If he were to be hit by Zhang Yuhe's fist again.

He would probably even feel like dying.

Lu Gang thought to himself.

First, get the defense up.

No matter how fast Zhang Yuhe's fist was.

Could it really break through the defense of the Wutu Qiankun Seal?

Let alone Zhang Yuhe, who was only in the True God Realm.

Even an ordinary Supreme God King would not be able to easily break the defense of the Wutu Qiankun Seal.

With this Divine Artifact protecting him.

He would be able to stand steadily, in an invincible position.

That kid opposite, was only at the True God Realm cultivation.

Even if he stood still.

The opponent would be helpless.

But these were all later matters.

In Lu Gang's opinion.

None of these were the most important.

For him right now.

The most important thing was.

He wanted to immediately, right now, turn that hateful kid into a pile of slag.

To vent the hatred in his heart.

Thinking of this.

Lu Gang no longer hesitated.

With the Wutu Qiankun Seal above his head, he quickly summoned a long spear in his hand.

The Coiling Dragon World Suppressing Spear.

This was his natal Divine Artifact.

Under this Divine Spear.

He had killed multiple Supreme God Kings.

Lu Gang simply refused to believe.

He couldn't take down a mere True God Cultivator.

Even if this True God Cultivator had some minor tricks.

He would surely meet his demise under his long spear.

Zhang Yuhe stood with his hands behind his back, his sleeves fluttering.

When he saw.

Lu Gang opposite him, raising a turtle shell, and then summoning a long spear.

Seeing such a situation.

Zhang Yuhe couldn't help but smile.

He wasn't giving up, was he?

One punch wasn't enough?

Perhaps he hadn't hurt the opponent enough just now.

Making Lu Gang feel.

As a Supreme God King.

He was capable again?

"Since that's the case, then I'll just beat him a few more times."

"A five-step God King Realm is perfect for practice."

"It can help me become more familiar with the techniques of using the Time Avenue."

Zhang Yuhe thought silently in his heart.

Before Lu Gang opposite could even urge his long spear to attack.

Zhang Yuhe unleashed another punch, slamming it over fiercely.

Boom…

The massive fist seemed to cross time and space.

Solidly striking the golden light curtain around Lu Gang.

The powerful fist force directly sent Lu Gang retreating tens of thousands of miles.

Although protected by a defensive Divine Artifact.

Zhang Yuhe's ordinary punches indeed couldn't break through the defense.

And couldn't injure Lu Gang.

But the mighty fist force.

Sending him retreating, that was absolutely no problem at all.

Lu Gang's face turned purple.

He was completely enraged.

Again.

He got hit by another punch.

Although he had prepared defensive measures in advance.

This punch did not injure him.

But in Lu Gang's opinion.

He would rather be severely injured and spit blood.

Than suffer such humiliation.

That's right.

For Lu Gang.

Zhang Yuhe's fist was the greatest humiliation to him.

This was not a fist at all.

It was clearly a large, fan-like slap, repeatedly hitting his face.

Although he wasn't injured.

But such humiliation.

How could Lu Gang endure it?

He raised his long spear vigorously.

Staring at Zhang Yuhe in the distance.

Wanting to pierce Zhang Yuhe with thousands of holes.

However.

Lu Gang's long spear still had no chance to strike.

Because Zhang Yuhe unleashed another punch.

The fist force was unremarkable, yet profoundly mysterious.

Even though Lu Gang was now extremely cautious.

He was still sent flying back by Zhang Yuhe's punch again.

Couldn't dodge.

Simply couldn't dodge.

Zhang Yuhe's fist was like a devil.

Every punch could accurately land on the light curtain supported by the Wutu Qiankun Seal.

Zhang Yuhe stood with his hands behind his back.

Punching with one hand.

Fist shadows like peaks.

And at this moment, Lu Gang was like a sandbag.

Constantly being sent flying by punch after punch.

Completely unable to retaliate.

To be precise.

He had no chance to retaliate.

Because every time he wanted to summon his long spear.

The massive fist had already arrived.

It was like a fully geared Archmage.

Facing a Warrior.

Simply having no chance to cast spells.

Before he could even make a move.

He would be interrupted by the Warrior.

The Supreme God King was like a sandbag, sent flying by random punches.

Seeing such a situation.

Countless onlookers around were completely stunned.

They had never imagined such a scene would occur.

You, a True God Cultivator.

Challenging a higher realm and beating up a Supreme God King.

That was already too much.

Now, what did they see?

Friction.

Absolute friction.

A powerful Supreme God King, being pressed to the ground and rubbed hard by a True God Cultivator.

What the hell.

Who was the God King, and who was in the True God Realm?

Everyone was completely confused.

Was Lu Gang, this Supreme God King, too weak?

Or was that mysterious and peerless Prodigy, too fierce?

"How strange."

"I see that True God Cultivator's fist, it seems quite unremarkable."

"Why can't Protector Lu dodge it?"

"Every time he gets hit by the opponent, he looks like an idiot."

"Who says he isn't? It's really strange."

"Could it be that Protector Lu's body has had some problems recently?"

"Unable to exert his normal strength, which is why he's being beaten up by a True God Cultivator."

"Tsk, you're overthinking."

"If you have the guts, go up and try."

"Even a dead tiger retains its might."

"Protector Lu, a dignified Supreme God King, even if he has problems with his Cultivation and can't exert his normal strength."

"It's impossible for him to be beaten down by a True God Cultivator."

"So there's only one possibility."

"That True God Cultivator is simply too strong!"

"But the problem is, where exactly is he strong?"

"I simply don't understand."

"He's strong in one word: speed."

"Look at his fist, how fast is it?"

"It's as if it ignores all distance, and every punch is a guaranteed hit."

"With such a fast fist, who can dodge it?"

"It seems to be the case."

"But then the question arises, why is this person's fist so fast?"

"Is this some special Divine Ability?"

"Or some unknown force of Dao?"

"I don't understand, sigh."

"Anyway, I've never heard of such a strange fighting style."

Countless Cultivators watching were filled with doubt.

Because they simply didn't understand.

Why Zhang Yuhe's fist was so fast.

So fast that a Supreme God King had no chance to react at all.

If it were one or two times,

Then it might have been that Lu Gang was too careless.

But punch after punch, like hitting a sandbag.

This was too abnormal, wasn't it?

It simply overturned their understanding.

Zhang Yuhe's punches were like wind, every punch a guaranteed hit.

Lu Gang, on the other hand, was like a human sandbag.

Being punched and sent flying everywhere.

If it weren't for the sufficiently strong defense of the Wutu Qiankun Seal.

He might have already been beaten into a pile of slag.

"Ahhh, as long as I don't die today, this venerable one will surely tear you into ten thousand pieces!"

Lu Gang completely exploded.

Enraged to the point of explosion.

Under the watchful eyes of all.

To be so humiliated by someone.

He maintained his defense while roaring in impotent rage.

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