People are coiling dragons, but hell

"Bailram, this is your attack? Don't you mean you want me to see the difference?" Yongen smiled contemptuously,

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned into a phantom, like teleporting, and punched out in an instant.

"So fast!" Bayram looked awe-inspiring. Although Yongen did not admit it directly, he also knew that Yongen had indeed reached the Great Perfection.

Because Yongen's speed was more than 10% faster than him. With such a performance, who would believe that Yongen is not Dzogchen?

Bayram didn't have time to hesitate, and followed up with a punch. Although Yongen was much faster than him, it was far from the level that made him unable to resist.

The two punches connected instantly, and Bayram was beaten so hard that he retreated continuously. Involuntarily, there was a hint of solemnity on his face.

"A Dzogchen who cultivates the rules of life, his material attacks are actually a little stronger than mine, and his speed is comparable to that of the Wind-type Dzogchen Beyer, the Thunder-type Dzogchen Ninisha, and the Light-type Dzogchen Clementine. How can the body of the master artifact have such a great bonus to Dzogchen?" Bayram couldn't help but ask himself.

It’s no wonder that he thinks so, after all, for countless years, all the Dzogchen who have been born among the upper gods are ordinary races. The Dzogchen believe that they are strong because of the power of their will, rather than any additional talent.

This is the first one to be as defiant as Yong En, and there is no clear sample for reference. In addition, Yong En also deliberately hides his clumsiness. The combination of many factors made Bayram unclear about Yongen's true strength. After all, power can only be truly calculated if you have personally mastered and experienced it.

But he didn't know that the strength displayed by Yong En was just the tip of the iceberg. Yone uses very little physical power, and even then, his physical attacks are enough to repel Bailam, who is best at physical things. If you attack with all your strength, it may not be too difficult to kill Bayram. After all, Bayram does not have the main artifact of physical defense.

The speed of Yongen's performance does not rely on the bonus brought by his body, but purely on the power of his blood. The dexterous bloodline derived from the Wind Fox makes Yongen's speed comparable to that of Dzogchen, who is best at speed. If he explodes with all his strength, his speed will ruthlessly crush all Dzogchens.

Although Yong En's overall strength is not as good as Lin Lei, who has the fourth soul mutation, at full power, a group of Dzogchen who join forces are probably no match for him.

Just the hundreds of times of strength gap opened up by a body comparable to the main artifact is a gap that all the Dzogchens cannot overcome. Not to mention, Yong En also has the magical power of fusion and the 'Chenchen Jue Nian Slash'. Since gaining the power of will, Yongen's unique skills have naturally reached perfection, and their power has become unimaginable.

"Bailam, what's your expression?" Yone laughed loudly.

But Bayram flipped his palm and took a rough golden meteor hammer in his hand. He said with contempt: "Humph, you just rely on your talent."

While speaking, he swung his huge meteor hammer hard, and a big hole was naturally opened in the space. Immediately afterwards, thousands of meteorites fell from the sky, and an indescribable and inexplicable gravity sank into the plane battlefield, as if the entire space had fallen.

"Are you desperate?" Yongen smiled, trapped in this space, as if there were endless stars suppressing him. With the strength he had just shown, he actually felt that his actions were a bit sluggish.

Suddenly, thousands of meteors hit Yong'en one by one. Yong'en was unhurried and stretched out his sword finger as if he was leisurely strolling in the court. The sword flashed past, and the swaying power of heaven suddenly struck.

"Rumble!" The roar sounded continuously. Every time Yongen struck with his sword, he could break several meteors. Seeing this, Bayram also picked up a sledgehammer and hit Yongen.

In an instant, the stars fell and the pendulum shook countless spaces. Under the pouring of the Milky Way, strange flowers suddenly bloomed.

Such a huge movement completely frightened the soldiers and commanders who were fighting in this passage.

Countless soldiers and commanders looked horrified when they saw the space cracks that were often hundreds of meters long. Looking again, the two people fighting fiercely could see clearly. You can only see the phantoms stopping somewhere like clones. Through the afterimages pulled out by the extremely fast speed, the identities of the two can be distinguished. "Those are Mr. Bayram and Mr. Yongen!" The three-eyed commander's expression changed.

"How is it possible! Yone is actually on par with Bayram?" O'Carrowell also looked surprised. His knowledge is far beyond that of ordinary commanders. After all, he has a good relationship with Bayer. From Beyer's mouth, he also learned that Yongen was indeed equivalent to Dzogchen on the material level, but was far behind in other aspects. Once fighting begins, it is absolutely impossible to be Dzogchen's opponent.

But right now, Yongen and Bayram are not only equally matched, but even have the upper hand. O'Carroll couldn't help but think for a moment: "Yongen, has actually reached the Great Perfection?"

On the other side, Montero and his party, who had personally fought against Yongen, were even more frightened.

"How is it possible that Yongen has reached the Great Perfection!" Montero said hesitantly, with fear in his eyes.

Like O'Carrowell and Montero, many commanders recognized their identities. At this moment, they also analyzed that Yong'en was already the Great Perfection God.

The battle between the two great perfection gods also caused this passage to become an open space. No one dared to continue fighting, and no one dared to come within a few kilometers of them. After all, the figures of the two fighting were flickering, appearing here and there again like ghosts.

The aftermath of every attack by the two men was beyond what these soldiers and the commander could bear.

"Quick, seize the opportunity and support the other channel first!" Immediately, some commanders reacted. They knew that the battle in this channel was over, so they immediately dispatched soldiers to the other channel to win the victory in one channel first.

Immediately, many soldiers rushed to another battlefield. But while they were moving their positions, they did not forget to stare at the center of this passage. After all, it is rare to see a confrontation between two great perfection gods once in billions of years.

For a time, thousands of soldiers and nearly a hundred commanders looked at this scene with horrified expressions. Most of them felt the power of the Great Perfection God for the first time.

The commander and the soldiers only saw two blurry phantoms intersecting. Then, in an instant, they dispersed.

Among them, there was an unruly figure holding a golden sledgehammer. The fist holding the sledgehammer was cracked and bleeding, but it soon recovered.

On the other hand, a young man in white clothes with an energy lightsaber in his hand was graceful. He stood high in the sky, like a god descending from the sky. His deep eyes swept over his subjects like an emperor.

"Bailam, your physical attack is nothing more than this." A faint voice sounded, and Yongen waved his sword finger casually.

"Hmph! You just rely on your talent! Besides, what can you do to me?" Bayram sneered, his disdain not concealed at all.

In the previous confrontation, he was indeed at a disadvantage, but the gap between Yongen's strength and his was not that big, and he was a little stronger than him. This little difference only caused him to break his skin and bleed a little.

"Relying on talent? So what?" Yongen shook his head and chuckled: "The Great Perfection God has been an evenly matched existence for countless years. But my appearance has broken this balance. There is also a gap in the Great Perfection! Baila Mum, you are no match for me. I think you should leave." (End of Chapter)