"No, it should be said that it’s similar to the power of space; it’s rely the transfer within the sa space. This move alone is enough to show how strong Mo Qingxuan is."
Feng Wuchen was filled with awe.
"Tian’er, won’t you quickly pay your respects?" Mo Qingxuan reprimanded in a low voice.
"Junior Mo Xuantian greets the Tower Master, the Three Elders, and all the esteed seniors."
Mo Xuantian respectfully cupped his fists in salute.
"Tianxuan, no need to be so formal," Mie Di said with a pleased smile.
"Buzz! Buzz!"
A terrifying, tyrannical force erupted instantly as a figure sprinted towards Mo Xuantian at lightning speed.
"So fast! A level of Seven-Star God Emperor!" Mie Di frowned slightly.
"Is this ancient power? What’s the Honored Elder Delegate doing?" Mie Yuan thought, startled.
The one who attacked was none other than Feng Wuchen, who unleashed his full power and charged towards Mo Xuantian with overwhelming might that shook the soul.
"A cultivation level of Seven-Star God Emperor, yet he can unleash power close to One-star Divine Sovereign! Remarkable, and he even has Four Ninth-Order Divine Artifacts, which I can’t even forge myself!" Mo Qingxuan was also extrely astonished.
"What’s this guy trying to do?" Detecting Feng Wuchen’s sudden assault, Mo Xuantian frowned, his expression turning grave.
Feng Wuchen arrived in a flash, without any flourish, and directly threw a powerful punch towards Mo Xuantian.
"Hmph!" Mo Xuantian snorted coldly and hurriedly gathered a terrifying force, unwilling to yield, and unleashed a punch.
"Tianxuan, stop!" Mo Qingxuan’s face changed drastically, imdiately scolding.
But unfortunately, it was too late; no one expected Feng Wuchen to suddenly launch an attack.
"Boom!"
"Buzz! Buzz!"
In an instant, the two punches collided fiercely, exploding with a roaring sound, the clash’s force sweeping out violently, causing the entire hall to tremble.
Fortunately, the hall had nurous powerful figures to resist this force, or the hall would have been destroyed instantly.
"So strong!" Feng Wuchen was astonished, feeling piercing pain in his arm, as he was sent flying.
"Honored Elder Delegate!" Mie Di and the others were shocked.
"Damn it!" Mo Qingxuan’s old face turned dramatic, inwardly cursing Mo Xuantian for not holding back.
However, the flying Feng Wuchen inexplicably vanished.
"Swoosh!"
The next second, Feng Wuchen appeared bizarrely behind Mo Xuantian, very abruptly.
"What?" Mo Xuantian’s heart shook violently, completely unaware.
"So fast! What is this movent technique? I almost failed to detect it!" Mie Di was astonished, his old face sowhat stiff.
"How is this possible!" Mo Qingxuan’s old face changed once again.
"Boom!"
The abruptly appearing Feng Wuchen solidly punched Mo Xuantian in the back, exploding with a booming sound, forcibly sending Mo Xuantian flying.
"How is this possible!" Mo Qingxuan was once again greatly shocked, his face full of incredulity.
"The Honored Elder Delegate unexpectedly has such a powerful ability, already approaching a One-star Divine Sovereign!" Mie Yuan and the others were all stunned.
"Such a powerful force! Is this the power of a Seven-Star God Emperor? His strength could make my physical body feel pain, and his speed was hard for to detect, and in the hard clash just now, he seed unfazed; my power couldn’t have failed to hurt him, this guy is outrageously strong!" Mo Xuantian thought in shock.
"For his physical body to be so strong, opponents of the sa level would absolutely not be able to defeat him, how on earth did this guy cultivate to such a level? Truly inconceivable," Feng Wuchen was equally stunned.
Feng Wuchen could hardly imagine how soone unable to cultivate a Cultivation Technique managed to ascend to the realm of the Three-Star Divine Sovereign.
Facing Feng Wuchen’s domineering punch, Mo Xuantian remained unhard, clearly showing his strength.
Gazing at Feng Wuchen, Mo Xuantian was about to launch a fierce offense.
"Tian’er, stop! You mustn’t be rude to the Honored Elder Delegate!" Mo Qingxuan hurriedly shouted to stop, worried that Mo Xuantian would injure Feng Wuchen.
Although Feng Wuchen’s strength was formidable, Mo Xuantian’s was even more so.
"What? Honored Elder Delegate?" Mo Xuantian looked at Feng Wuchen in extre shock.
"That you can possess such a powerful physical body truly amazes , your strength is violent and full of brute force," Feng Wuchen said casually.
"I beg the Honored Elder Delegate’s forgiveness!" Mo Xuantian quickly knelt on one knee.
"Honored Elder Delegate, are you alright? Tian’er ant no harm, I hope the Honored Elder Delegate will forgive him!" Mo Qingxuan hurriedly asked.
"It’s fine, I’m alright, I acted first, it’s not related to you, stand up," Feng Wuchen said with a light smile, "I was rely curious as to how you achieved such formidable abilities without being able to cultivate a Cultivation Technique or thod."
"Thank you, Honored Elder Delegate," Mo Xuantian said with relief, while secretly astonished that Feng Wuchen was indeed the Alchemist Tower’s Honored Elder Delegate.
"In the clash just now, the Honored Elder Delegate clearly fell into a disadvantage, Mo Xuantian’s power was very violent, logically, the Honored Elder Delegate’s hand should have been injured, yet it remained unscathed, truly incomprehensible," Mie Yuan said, frowning, unable to figure it out.
Feng Wuchen walked over step by step, smiling lightly, "Without the aid of Cultivation Techniques, I don’t know how you trained, nor can I imagine what great effort and hardship you’ve endured, but I believe effort won’t betray anyone; it’s because of your effort and persistence that you have today’s strength, I’m really impressed by you."
Hearing this, Mo Xuantian slightly lowered his head, revealing a look of sorrow, clearly this wasn’t the outco he desired.
With Soul Power activated, Feng Wuchen said, "Neither your grandfather nor the seniors from the tower could determine your body’s condition, I dare not say I can, only that I can try."
"Thank you, Honored Elder Delegate," Mo Xuantian expressed his gratitude respectfully.
Soul Power was injected into Mo Xuantian’s body, swiftly traversing every inch.
"Senior Mo, has Mo Xuantian ever experienced any incident? Like severe injuries or ridian shocks?" Feng Wuchen asked while examining.
Mo Qingxuan shook his head, "No, ever since Tian’er was born, nothing major has happened, nor has he suffered any serious injury."
"Honored Elder Delegate, have you discovered anything?" Mie Jian the protector hurriedly inquired.
Feng Wuchen shook his head, frowning, "I’m sorry, I haven’t found anything either, Mo Xuantian’s body shows no abnormalities."
Hearing this, Mo Qingxuan and Mo Xuantian were filled with disappointnt, their last thread of hope shattered.
"No physical abnormalities, ridians normal, yet unable to cultivate Cultivation Techniques or thods, what’s going on?" Feng Wuchen shook his head inwardly, unable to comprehend.
"It’s okay, I’m aware of my situation, maybe I’m destined to be soone unable to cultivate techniques in this life," Mo Xuantian said self-mockingly, his voice laced with endless disappointnt and sadness.
"Boom!"
With a thought, Wu Fire was summoned, a black elf-like fla danced in his palm, an imnsely domineering chill swept out, freezing the hall at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Divine Fire!" Mo Qingxuan’s old face changed dramatically.
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