When Bai Yu regained his senses, he hurriedly retreated. He looked at Jiang Ming and Jiang Ming's sword with a stupefied expression on his face. Although the things he told Jiang Ming were not completely true, he was not lying when he said he had a strong physical body. He could not wrap his mind around what had just transpired.
"Do you have a God Body or a Saint Body?" Bai Yu asked as he gulped. Beads of cold sweat began to form on his forehead and trickled down the sides of his face.
A physical combat was simple; whoever was stronger would win.
There were very few special abilities that boosted physical strength, and the Infinite Alchemy Pavilion only had one. Bai Yu had only mastered it to the rudimentary stage. He had planned to focus on cultivating it, but he had to neglect it since he had been focused on searching for the Tomb of Extreme Path over the past few years.
