Wonderful Immortal Doctor

Chapter 1793: A draw?

Boom!

The overflowing energy spread in layers in all directions, blasting up dust and pebbles, and causing long waves to leap out of the river surface, with the water rushing and roaring.

"Humph! It's too much!"

The Demon Emperor's voice rang in Chen Wanli's ears.

At the same time, the Demon King stood upright, not retreating an inch, its massive demonic body revealing its bulging muscles. It pounded its chest, the sound like thunder echoing through the valley:

"My demonic body is tempered by the blood and evil of the Dragon and Tiger Demon Emperors, my meridians are forged by the surging demonic energy, and my extraordinary organs are nourished by the earth's energy."

My demon god, my bloodline has returned to its ancestral form, and I have obtained the blood of the Hou ancestor!

My method of cultivation is the Golden Light Hou Venerable True Scripture!

The Demon Emperor paused for a moment, his eyes filled with even more mockery: "This body of flesh and blood is so powerful that even the Dragon King wouldn't dare to directly confront it."

Everyone present paled, and even the Dragon King did not deny the words "daring not to confront him head-on".

The strength of a demon beast's physical body is a true bloodline talent.

Humans cultivate to strengthen their own origins, mobilize the power of heaven and earth, receive spiritual energy, and use other forces for their own benefit.

The ancient methods of the demon race are exactly the opposite; they are to be in harmony with the heavens and earth. This harmony is engraved in their bloodline and is innate, like the strength of their physical body.

Human cultivation techniques, methods, and paths are all aimed at leveraging the power of heaven and earth to compensate for their own weaknesses.

Demons imitate humans and learn martial arts, magic, and Taoism, but they are far less efficient than humans. They can only rely on bloodline awakening, which means following the established patterns of memories etched in their genes.

In other words, it was pure foolishness for Chen Wanli to abandon his strengths and fight against the physical power enhanced by the demon race's talents.

Neither the man nor the beast made a move after their collision.

The Golden-Eyed Lion King stood proudly in place.

Chen Wanli was sent flying nearly a hundred meters away. His palm split open, and fine cracks spread from his palm to his arm, revealing scarlet flesh.

It's as if it's proving its words true.

"Today, I, the Emperor, will see what you have to fight with."

The long, resounding roar, capable of shattering gold and splitting rocks, echoed across the rivers. A strong wind rose on the river, waves surged and mist drifted, and the three women nearly lost their footing in the gale.

Clench your five fingers into a fist.

Chen Wanli remained silent.

Gray vital energy flowed between the flesh and blood of the injured arm, and the lacerations healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Without uttering a single word, Chen Wanli closed his eyes, and amidst all the surprised and astonished gazes, he stepped into the void, rose up, and leaped.

Boom!

White waves burst open on the river surface, and in that instant, it was as if thunder was exploding both above and below.

Dark air currents churned, wind and rain stirred, and a person swooped down.

The terrifying airflow tore the robes apart, and the strips of cloth tied around the waist danced wildly.

You can see Chen Wanli shirtless, with a strong upper body and muscles that undulate like fish gills opening and closing.

What a body that has been tempered and refined through countless trials!

Unlike cultivators, who exude an ethereal aura, they resemble martial artists, crude and violent!

However, achieving sainthood through physical means is inherently the work of a martial artist!

Chen Wanli leaped out and then slammed his fist down from the sky.

It's still a clash with absolutely no skill!

The energy still exploded and scattered everywhere.

"We're still a long way from achieving perfection!"

A hint of absurd mockery flashed across the Demon Emperor's expression.

But the smile quickly froze on its face.

Chen Wanli was sent flying backwards again.

This time, it only flew thirty meters before stabilizing itself.

The muscles on his punching arm were like coiled dragons, but the skin was only red, and even the cracks from before had healed at some point.

"Come again!"

The familiar scenes and actions felt like a replay.

Chen Wanli leaped up again and landed!

The Demon Emperor raised his eyes. "Want to compete with me in physical strength?"

Ridiculous!

Then let's have a competition, and let the ant-like human race see what the outer heavens are like!

Only the bloodline supernatural power of the demon race can achieve the perfect horizontal training that leads directly to the Void Refinement stage!

Its entire arm was enveloped in a dazzling golden light, and it slowly raised to meet the incoming attack.

The human fist and the beast's claws clashed once again.

Golden shimmering light intertwines with dark gray light to create a strange and dazzling effect.

The Demon Emperor's feet sank heavily into the ground, sinking about a foot deep.

A hint of doubt flashed across its face.

The more they fight, the stronger they become?

What kind of number is this?

Before it could figure it out, Chen Wanli, who had been flying backward, adjusted himself in mid-air and swooped down again.

One punch!

Three punches!

Five punches!

Fist shadows overlapped in the void.

Chen Wanli seemed tireless.

The flesh cracks and then heals; the flesh bursts and then is smoothed out.

Anyone who didn't know better would think this guy was testing his "recovery skills"!

The three women were terrified and their faces turned pale!

While Long Jihai was terrified, he also felt that although such behavior could be called that of a tough guy, it was really not smart.

The Dragon King initially thought Chen Wanli's actions were naive.

But listening to his body, his heart was pounding like a drum, his true energy was surging like a river, and his aura was not only not disordered or diminished, but became stronger and stronger with each battle.

Suddenly, a vague guess formed in my mind.

This is a practice match against the Demon Emperor, a way to temper oneself through battle!

Damn it, they're using me, Old Dragon, as a tool again?

He was certain he wouldn't let the Golden-Eyed Lion swallow him whole.

The Demon Emperor, who was known as such, quickly realized what was going on.

Chen Wanli was using his all-out effort in this life-or-death struggle to open up the vital energy channels in his physical body.

"I'd like to see how many slaps you can take!"

A human in the late stage of the Nascent Soul realm actually clashed with him ten times head-on.

A hint of ferocity flashed in its eyes, as if it also found this outcome intolerable.

It struck again, its unique golden light illuminating half the mountaintop.

Chen Wanli had no interest in what they thought.

Under such extreme impact, some blocked spiritual meridians in the body were opened up and flowed into rivers.

The entire circulation is now completely unimpeded.

His Qi Sea was boiling, and in terms of physical condition alone, he was almost on par with a demon emperor who had reached the Great Perfection of the Void Refinement stage.

Along with the residual spiritual energy that had not been digested before, it was also refined into the flesh and blood.

Unless you face a formidable opponent and are given the best possible conditions, you'll need a lot of time to hone your skills.

At this moment, the Demon Emperor raised his arm, and two dazzling golden beast claws pierced through Chen Wanli's sides, gripping his shoulders.

The immense force seemed to be tearing it apart.

But Chen Wanli seized the two beast claws and used his surging physical strength in the opposite direction.

It was thrown back out.

The enormous body, resembling a small mountain, crashed to the ground with a loud thud.

The Demon Emperor was stunned for a moment, completely unaware of how Chen Wanli could unleash such tremendous power!

In the interplay of light and shadow, it suddenly caught a glimpse of the smile on Chen Wanli's lips.

There was no ferocity in his expression, no roaring or fear, but a calm smile that hinted at something sinister.

For some reason, this gave the demon emperor a sense of madness.

In its presence, isn't such a smile tantamount to provocation?

I thought they'd easily crush me, but it's almost a close match now?

At the same time, Chen Wanli finally raised his eyes, and scorching golden flames danced in them.

Golden flames erupted and covered the sky, engulfing an area of ​​dozens of miles.

The golden light on the Demon Emperor vanished instantly under the golden flames.

It immediately retreated at great speed, but a burning pain climbed up its claws, scorching a patch of fur on its entire arm.

This was before the metal flames even touched the surface, yet the burns were still caused.

A look of surprise flashed across its face.

No wonder! Demon King Lusu died, and the Heavenly Demon King suffered a setback after surrendering to the gods!

This kid's metal and fire element is incredibly powerful!

As I pondered this, I noticed that where it had landed, a giant axe had been waiting, sharp and ready all along.

It slashed down at its head.

"hateful!"

With a single slap and grab of its enormous beast claw, it crushed the axe shadow.

But soon, the axe shadow fell again.

With the Demon Emperor on guard, it deliberately avoided the Golden Fire and was no longer afraid of Chen Wanli's attack. However, it also seemed that it could not kill Chen Wanli as easily as it had imagined.

The more they fought, the more frenzied the Demon Emperor became.

The expressions on the faces of those watching the battle grew increasingly complicated.

The three women's faces were filled with disbelief.

Has Chen Wanli become this good at fighting?

This is the Demon Emperor!

The Demon Emperor himself is not a god, nor an illusion, but the true Demon Emperor!

As one might imagine, Chen Wanli wouldn't be killed with a single slap, but without the Dragon King's protection, he would definitely be pinned down and brutally tortured under the beast's claws within ten moves.

But the reality is that Chen Wanli used the Demon Emperor as a training dummy.

Long Jihai stared at the Dragon King with his mouth agape. Was something wrong?

The last time they met, Chen Wanli had to rely on battle formations to restrain the Dragon King and fight the Phoenix King!

To be precise, that formation played a decisive role.

How long has it been?

Although the Demon Emperor was slightly inferior to the Dragon King, that was in life-or-death battles; in ordinary times, they were roughly equal.

So, is Chen Wanli now capable of fighting the Dragon King head-on?

"Is this considered a tie?" Long Jihai gasped, finally unable to resist asking the question.

The Dragon King's expression was extremely complicated: "If we set aside the life-or-death struggle, I guess so!"

If we're really talking about a life-or-death struggle, the Demon Emperor's fighting strength is certainly not limited to what it is now.

But then again, in a life-or-death struggle, Chen Wanli's actions were probably more than just that, weren't they?