In May of the 37th year of the Great Xia Calendar.
This year, Li Yueming was eighteen years old.
In March.
Li Yueming broke through to the Martial Emperor Realm in his sleep again. His strength soared to the peak of the Martial Emperor Realm like a rocket.
The speed of this breakthrough was simply too ridiculous.
They were all practicing hard.
He was more direct. He would just lie on the ground and take a nap to advance three levels in a row.
He had been promoted from a Martial Grandmaster to a Martial Emperor at the peak, and his strength had increased by more than ten times.
If Li Yueming were to face the tall Tier 8 Fighting Emperor now…
He estimated that he wouldn't even be able to use the Star-moon Art. Just relying on his physique alone, he would be able to hang it up and smash it with a hammer.
After his advancement.
Li Yueming suddenly felt that the entire world was a little bleak.
There seemed to be no opponent in China.
Of course.
