"Captain, this kid is too formidable now, isn't he? It's terrifying that a single punch sent a seventh-level Saint Realm expert flying, and there was no presence of True Qi in his punch just now. Did he achieve that purely with his physical strength?"
With a shocked expression, Zhan Lang watched Ye Luo.
"It must be. His physical strength has reached an incredibly terrifying level. He truly is a freak of nature!"
Jun Dao couldn't help but exclaim as well.
"Overestimating himself!"
At that moment, Ye Luo coldly glanced at Hechuan, who lay amidst the ruins of the arena, pale-faced and with blood on his lips from a heavy injury, a trace of disdain flashing through his eyes.
Now, with the physical realm of his mid-stage Spiritual Body, even without using Nine Yang Energy, Ye Luo could completely overwhelm the opposition. Among the disciples of the Beichen Ittoryu, only Bei Chenfeng was worthy of his attention.
"Brother Hechuan!"
