"My eleventh young master is at the peak of the eleventh level of Qi training. He has double pupils and is invincible in Qi training. If you hadn't relied on your foundation-building cultivation to dominate others, how could my young master have lost to you?"
"Don't think that you can hide it from me just by carrying a treasure that hides your cultivation!"
The old Yuan Ying of the Luo family asked coldly and in an aggressive tone.
Hearing this, some strong men outside the field frowned.
If Jian Wushuang really bullied a junior Qi practitioner with the Foundation Establishment Realm, this approach would indeed be considered a victory without force.
But it's just a small-scale discussion, and it won't affect anything. The outcome has not yet been decided. Who knows whether there will be a reversal?
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Jian Wushuang laughed loudly, as if he had heard the best joke.
"Old dog, let's not talk about cultivation. If I remember correctly, your young master passed the age of twenty last month, and this holy son has just turned eighteen this month!"
"He and I are peers, so how can we bully others?"
"Moreover, old dog, if you are blind, please stop wandering around. The three Holy Masters are present. Ask them if this Holy Son has used the foundation-building spiritual power?"
"snort!"
The old Yuanying of the Luo family snorted coldly, then looked at the three Holy Masters, cupped his fists and asked: "Three Holy Masters, have you ever seen Jian Wushuang use the foundation-building spiritual power?"
The three Holy Masters all shook their heads. Jian Wushuang indeed did not use the cultivation level of the Foundation Establishment Realm.
"Impossible, absolutely impossible. If you didn't use your level to overwhelm others, you wouldn't be able to defeat my young master!"
The old Yuan Ying of the Luo family refused to give up and still insisted that Jian Wushuang was bullying others with power!
Except for the people in the Red Dust Holy Land, almost everyone, including Holy Lord Jiuyou and Holy Lord Yin-Yang, couldn't believe it.
If Jian Wushuang had not used foundation-building cultivation, even if he was at the peak of the eleventh level of Qi training, and even if he had the heart of a god, he would not be able to defeat Luo Eleven so simply and crudely, right?
No matter how bad the double pupils are, they can't be short of the heart of God, right?
Could it be...
The two Holy Masters had a suspicion in their hearts, and their eyes showed surprise.
If that is really the case, the Holy Land of the Red Earth will be in ruins!
Seeing the aggressiveness of the powerful Nascent Soul members of the Luo family, Luo Shiyi looked at him unwillingly. Jian Wushuang looked around and looked at the expressions on everyone's faces.
It's time to prove something!
Let his name spread throughout the world from today on!
"The Nascent Soul of the Luo family, the frog in the well, don't look at this Holy Son with your eyes."
"And you, Luo Shiyi, have never reached the ultimate level of Qi training. What qualifications do you have to think that you are invincible in Qi training?"
"Today, I will tell you all what it means to be truly invincible in the realm of Qi training!"
Before he finished speaking, a majestic aura was suddenly released, covering all directions!
"This...this is!"
The next moment, except for the people in the Red Dust Holy Land, everyone, including Saint Jiuyou and Fairy Xiyue, had their eyes widened.
"His spirit ring is actually golden!"
"Twelve spiritual rings! Oh my god, what did I see!"
"Twelve spiritual rings, the legendary twelve levels of ultimate qi training!"
"Is this the first person in the twelfth level of Qi training recorded in the past ten thousand years? This is a peerless evildoer with holy qualifications!"
"Twelve spiritual rings! Invincible through Qi training! This is the true invincibility through Qi training!"
In an instant, the whole place was boiling, and everyone was shocked and dumbfounded.
"He's tricked me again."
Liu Mengyao turned her head slightly to prevent herself from looking at Jian Wushuang, who was attracting everyone's attention at the moment.
She knew very well that if Jian Wushuang's true cultivation level was exposed, it would be even more shocking!
He is not an eighteen-year-old who is invincible in Qi training, but...he has a two-stage foundation building speed that exceeds that of the sages!
"Gold...golden spirit ring? How is this possible?"
Luo Shiyi was even more stunned, his lips trembled, and he felt a huge wave of panic in his heart.
"How can it be?!"
He was shaking all over, and the twelve golden spiritual rings behind Jian Wushuang completely subverted his thinking.
"It turns out to be the twelfth level of Qi training!" The expressions of Holy Master Jiuyou and Holy Master Yin Yang became solemn.
When such a peerless evildoer grows up, he will definitely become a powerful enemy of the two holy places!
"Damn it!" Holy Son Jiuyou cursed through gritted teeth, his heart filled with jealousy and hatred.
He originally thought that Jian Wushuang could not be Luo Shiyi's opponent, but he never expected that the outcome would be like this!
Even Fairy Xiyue's pretty face was full of shock. She was eighteen years old and had practiced Qi for the twelfth level. She could be called the strongest monster in the mainland for thousands of years!
Then, she looked at Liu Mengyao, with a hint of jealousy in her eyes. Such a peerless monster turned out to be Liu Mengyao's fiancé.
And he was the person she hated the most. This made her feel as if there was a stone in her chest, which was very uncomfortable!
"No, I have to find a way to win the heart of the Holy Son of Heaven..."
Fairy Xiyue thought secretly in her heart, her beautiful eyes showing a trace of brilliance as she looked at Jian Wushuang who was as if he was banished to an immortal.
"Twelve levels of Qi training!"
The Luo family's Yuanying's face instantly turned pale. He knew very well that the twelfth level of Qi training contained gold!
The holy land of mortals has an unparalleled sword that will fight to the death. With the strength of the Luo family, trying to shake the holy land is nothing more than a dream!
Luo Shiyi's revenge is impossible to avenge!
"Is it time to honor the bet?"
Jian Wushuang looked down at the kneeling Luo Shiyi. There was no emotion in his eyes, but in his mind he was thinking of the memories before his rebirth.
At that time, Luo Shiyi was also like this, looking at him from above and asking him to kneel down and beg for mercy.
"Jian Wushuang, from today on, I am the first and only Holy Son of the Holy Land of Red Dust, and you are just a waste, a waste that can only be stepped on by me forever!"
He would never forget that scene. He would rather die than surrender. If the master hadn't arrived in time, he would have been tortured to death.
How could he forget this hatred?
Today, I just recovered a little interest, but by then, it won’t be that simple!
Looking at Jian Wushuang's cold eyes, Luo Shiyi trembled all over. He had a premonition that if he didn't kowtow, he would die!
The Luo family's Nascent Soul can't protect him, and the Luo family can't protect him either!
No one can save him!
Because Jian Wushuang is so terrifying, his talent is enough to crush everything, enough to scare the Luo family!
"boom!"
Luo Shiyi's knees hit the ground with a dull sound. His face was pale and sweat was dripping from his forehead. He had to do this in order to survive.
"boom!"
The second ringing sound sounded, and everyone watching this scene was a little embarrassed.
Luo Shiyi is very strong. If he were in another era, he would be able to sweep everything and be invincible in this era. It's just a pity that he was born in the wrong era and met Jian Wushuang.
In other words, being born in the same era as Jian Wushuang is the tragedy of all the geniuses.
"boom!"
After the third ring, Luo Shiyi didn't get up for a long time. His hands were tightly clenched into fists, and his nails were embedded in his flesh, dripping with blood.
He hated it, and he swore that Jian Wushuang would pay the price in this life!
Jian Wushuang seemed to know what he was thinking, and spoke in a condescending voice, reaching Luo Shiyi's ears.
"Those who are defeated by me will never be regarded as opponents by me."
"I will give you time to catch up until you are invisible from a distance!"
"Poof!" Under the dual pressure of body and mind, Luo Shiyi spurted out a mouthful of blood and fainted.
"Master!" The Yuan Ying of the Luo family rushed over, picked up Luo Shiyi, and glared at Jian Wushuang fiercely.
"This matter, our Luo family, is not over yet!"
After saying that, the Yuan Ying of the Luo family hugged Luo Shiyi and left in the air.
"Luo family, this Holy Son is waiting for you."
Jian Wushuang watched them leave, he was not afraid of the little Luo family.
If he is given another ten years to practice, what does it matter to the mere Luo family?
