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Chapter 11 Battle on the Other Shore! The Body of the Overlord!

Stepping out of the main hall, Weiwei naturally rose into the air, soaring above the azure rainbow light.

A golden rainbow lit up beneath Yang An's feet, exuding an aura of arrogance, holiness, and dominance.

"Then, Fellow Daoist Yang An, please." Weiwei's beautiful eyes softened as she gracefully bowed.

"please!"

Yang An responded indifferently as well.

An elder from the cave dwelling nearby summoned a magical copper bell, shook it three times, and took it as the start of the sparring session.

"Hundred Steps Divine Fist!" Yang An struck first, his figure flashing like lightning under the golden rainbow light. Without hesitation, he threw a punch straight at Weiwei's face, showing no mercy whatsoever.

That fist was incredibly powerful, its ferocity like that of an ancient behemoth, and even the air seemed to spark from the friction of its blow.

"Well done." Weiwei was eager to test Yang An's strength, so she didn't dodge the punch at all. Her light blue dress fluttered lightly, and she reached out with one jade hand, like a hundred flowers blooming, to meet Yang An's powerful punch.

"boom!"

The air between the two exploded, a rainbow of light shot into the sky, and one of them was forced backward.

It was Weiwei, she said with surprise.

"Such a strong physical body."

The trembling and numb sensation in her palms made Weiwei sigh. She knew she was a cultivator at the Other Shore Realm, two realms higher than Yang An, yet even in a physical confrontation, she was far inferior.

She had expected the other party to be physically strong, but she hadn't anticipated such strength. The opponent's strength was immeasurable, far beyond what a cultivator from the Divine Bridge could match. No wonder Elder Li Ying almost fainted after being slapped.

It's likely that Yang An didn't intend to kill her; otherwise, one slap would have severed her head.

A single clash made Weiwei acutely aware of Yang An's strength. "Fellow Daoist, be careful."

If someone is physically strong, then avoid their strength.

With light touches of her toes, Weiwei moved with graceful, lotus-like steps, like a blue phantom soaring through the air. Under the influence of the divine power of the Other Shore, her movements were astonishingly fast, dazzling the eye.

"Slash!" Without using any magic weapon, she formed a lotus mudra with both hands and unleashed a spell from the Spirit Void Cave.

A deep blue light rose slowly, but it appeared exceptionally sharp, capable of easily piercing steel plates and crushing metal and stone, aiming directly at Yang An's weakness and knocking him down from the sky.

The Celestial Eyes can see through illusions, discern the true nature of things, and point directly to a person's weaknesses. Yang An's weakness is that he has only recently learned to fly and is slow to maneuver in the air.

"True Qi breaks through the body!"

Yang An, with his unwavering composure and lightning-fast movements, possessed exceptionally high combat talent, keen senses, and lightning-fast reflexes, giving Weiwei no chance whatsoever.

He had a weakness in flying, but he had a way to make up for it. Powerful true energy erupted beneath his feet, and his acceleration was astonishing. He turned around and dodged the azure light, reaching out to grab Weiwei with his big hand.

"Fellow Daoist Yang An, you can't catch me like this." Weiwei chuckled, her steps graceful as she moved through the air like a fairy dancing.

The azure light cut through the air multiple times, scattering into fragments before finally coalescing into a wheel-like shape above Yang An's head, pressing down on him.

"If I can't avoid it, then I won't." Yang An said coldly.

Realizing the difference in their abilities to teleport, he no longer chose to dodge when faced with the suppression of the Azure Wheel, but instead confronted it head-on, using hard power to overcome hard power!
True Qi pierces the air, Hundred Steps Divine Fist!
In an instant, Yang An unleashed over a hundred punches, each punch piercing the air, tearing through the clouds, accompanied by the roar of a giant elephant, leaving only afterimages in his field of vision.

Upon entering the Soldier Qi Realm, her true qi condensed into a solid state. Her Hundred Steps Divine Fist pierced the air, each punch like a massive hammer, slamming fiercely onto the azure treasure wheel, stirring up towering waves. Weiwei's expression changed slightly.

"Break!" Yang An roared, his true energy erupting like a giant elephant roaring, ravaging the sky and trampling the earth.

"Boom!!" The powerful and unparalleled true qi fist force was like a surging sea, roaring angrily. One after another, strange and vicious 'hellish vortexes' were like whirlpools in the water, containing the power to break the law, shattering the barrier. The azure treasure wheel let out a mournful sound and was shattered.

powerful?
I'm stronger than you!
So what if magic and supernatural powers are there? Yang An has absolute confidence in his own strength, and he can break through all magic with sheer force!

“Crack, click, click!!”

The moment the azure light shattered, Yang An seized the opportunity, leaped up, and arrived in front of Weiwei in just one step.

"Bang bang bang!!"

Powerful, heavy punches rained down on her.

Vivi was caught off guard and completely entangled. Her light blue dress was swept by the wind from the punches, clinging to her graceful curves. The two clashed in an instant, appearing to outsiders as two phantoms crisscrossing each other in the air like a hurricane.

"With such a physique, what kind of constitution does he have?" Weiwei felt immense pressure during their exchange. "This is definitely not a normal cultivator!"

How could a normal cultivator possess such a physical body, resembling a dragon and an elephant, with boundless energy and blood? It would not be an exaggeration to call it an ancient ferocious beast.

It is certain that among cultivators at the Sea of ​​Wheels Realm, there are no ones capable of engaging Yang An in close combat.

Perhaps the Ancient Sacred Body has a chance, but the Immortal Spirit Eye is good at seeing through illusions and is very familiar with the flaws in spells, but it is not good at close combat. Weiwei was in trouble and her body was hit hard.

She unleashed several spells with perfect control, but unsurprisingly, they were all shattered by Yang An's fists at close range.

Aside from the rainbow light that accompanied her leaps, which came from the divine power of the Life Spring, what impressed Weiwei the most was the energy of a special airflow. Its pressure was astonishing, and the vortex energy was extremely tricky.

"when!"

The next moment, the flying sword was drawn, its extremely sharp blade slashing towards Yang An, tearing open a gap.

Weiwei swiftly disappeared into the distance, standing in the air, bathed in azure light, holding a crystalline flying sword, like a dignified female sword immortal.

"Fellow Daoist's physical body is extremely strong, I am ashamed to admit that I am inferior and can only use magic weapons. Please be careful next." Weiwei's tone was slightly cold. Then, her crystal-clear blue flying sword slashed down from the sky. She was obviously annoyed by Yang An's merciless close combat.

If it weren't for the protective garment, wouldn't she have been covered in bruises, just like the elder of the Golden Cloud Cave?

The sword light crisscrossed, its sharpness far surpassing that of the Azure Wheel; the power of a magic weapon truly reflects a cultivator's full strength.

"Haha, feel free to use your magic weapon!"

Yang An laughed loudly, his steps like those of a giant elephant, as if he were galloping through the air, bursting forth with streams of true energy, his own rainbow light seemingly about to be crushed by a single step.

With such explosive power and extreme speed, the physical body actually managed to weave through the sword light.

But the flying sword was extremely fast. Under Weiwei's control, it was like a dozen people attacking. The sword light was dense. Yang An felt a bit of sharpness but no pain. Without hesitation, Yang An threw a punch.

"Clang!!" The sound of metal clashing echoed in the air. The flying sword was actually shaken away, while Yang An's fist only had a red mark.

"Fighting against flying swords with bare hands!"

Several elders from the Spirit Ruins Grotto Heaven watched in astonishment. What kind of physical body was this? It was unparalleled in the world, possessing invincible power. It was simply beyond human comprehension.

They saw golden flames rising, and if the Ancient Holy Body hadn't been right next to them, they would have almost thought that another Holy Body had been born.

"How could that be?" The elder shook his head, laughing at his own thoughts.

It is indeed not the Ancient Sacred Body, but the Body of a Sovereign!

(End of this chapter)