"So terrifying, I didn’t expect this to be the power of a second-tier skill. If I could master it, perhaps I’d beco even stronger!"
Both the Chaos Faction and the Order Faction were now deeply intrigued by the term "second-tier skill."
Just then, a voice ca from the distant sky, "Impressive, you have advanced greatly since we last t, Barefoot Immortal. Even I must admit defeat to so extent."
Approaching from afar were people led by Miao Renfeng from the Order Faction, with ng Die among them.
ng Die flew to Rosen’s side, while Miao Renfeng approached Barefoot Immortal and said, "It seems you’ve acquired a second-tier skill, making you the foremost figure in our Order Faction."
"Not at all, your Miao Saber is still more impressive than my second-tier skill. Your saber strikes are peak combat strength and frighteningly fast. I fear you’d kill before I even get a chance to unleash my skill."
Barefoot Immortal laughed upon saying this.
Miao Renfeng urged, "Don’t just laugh foolishly, check if that Chaos Faction individual you killed is really dead."
"You reminded , I almost forgot." With that, Barefoot Immortal opened the Daoist Soldier Armor, which was scorched and nearly lted.
Inside, there was no sign of Red Clothes, only an Immortal Pill.
"Impressive! I didn’t expect you would refine that powerful Chaos Faction figure into an Immortal Pill. If our elites consu it, they can beco mighty figures, but it doesn’t hold much significance for us already mighty figures," Miao Renfeng said.
"Who should receive this Immortal Pill? Is there a talented newcor in our faction who could beco a mighty figure with strong combat power?"
Barefoot Immortal said this, looking towards Rosen.
Rosen noticed everyone’s eyes on him, and he felt a bit embarrassed.
"Nezha, you’re the second Celestial God template activated in our Central Plains, yet not a mighty figure. If you beco one, your strength will greatly improve."
"Moreover, you truly are the chosen one, no one else deserves this Immortal Pill!"
In no ti, Barefoot Immortal gave the Immortal Pill to Rosen.
Seeing the Immortal Pill emitting an extrely formidable pressure, Rosen was eager to consu it.
He could sense that after ingesting this Immortal Pill, his strength would drastically increase, becoming a mighty figure.
Thinking of this, Rosen said, "Perhaps it shouldn’t be for , give it to soone who truly needs it."
Being polite was indeed necessary, or else he’d co across as too direct.
"Ah, you don’t want it? Then I’ll give it to soone else." Barefoot Immortal suddenly took the Immortal Pill back.
"What? Don’t you understand what politeness is?" Rosen said.
Just as Rosen was dumbfounded, Barefoot Immortal suddenly changed his mind and pushed the Immortal Pill into Rosen’s mouth.
"Haha, I’m just joking with you, go ahead, consu it!"
Rosen didn’t even have ti to react before the Immortal Pill dissolved in his mouth.
What?! It’s licorice flavor?!!
Rosen was once again shocked.
But soon afterward, a massive energy spread throughout his entire body.
Rosen felt different all of a sudden.
If he had to say there was sothing particularly unexpected, it would be that his strength previously was two deciters, now in perfect condition, it’s four deciters.
Looking at the four-deciter-thick aura surrounding his body, Rosen had a strong impulse to punch a sandbag and test his skills.
Barefoot Immortal threw a sandbag to Rosen and said, "I knew you were happy inside, go ahead and test your strength now that you’re a mighty figure. How many kilograms can you punch?"
"Alright, let give it a try!"
With a fierce punch, the heavens shook, the earth trembled, and distant mountains collapsed with a thunderous crash.
This scene stunned the crowd, even though he had just broken through to being a mighty figure, such power was unexpected.
Looking again at the numbers appearing on the sandbag.
Wow, this punch reached 150 kilograms!
"What? I’m soone who couldn’t punch 150 kilograms, and now I’ve punched out 150 kilograms. This punch could send flying!"
As a mighty figure, Rosen should know that a punch powerful enough to send him flying signifies imnse strength.
Clearly, 150 kilograms is already incredibly frightening.
You must know this sandbag is a Divine Weapon, specifically used for celestial training; even Barefoot Immortal could only manage 50 kilograms with a foot strike and would be rebounded into the atmosphere.
Yet Rosen wasn’t rebounded, instead, he sent the sandbag hurtling away.
It was evident how much he improved after becoming a mighty figure.
Just then, the White Crane Temple Master from the Chaos Faction across looked coldly and said, "Why do I suddenly feel cold, is soone turning on the air conditioning?"
"No, that’s not it. It’s not the air conditioning. Soone suddenly got stronger and can threaten my life, that’s why I feel cold-hearted."
The White Crane Temple Master understood the cause of the situation at this point.
"Oda Nobunaga, if you don’t show up soon, I’ll be joining my comrades below!"
At this mont, the White Crane Temple Master called for help.
A space fluctuation appeared, and Oda Nobunaga erged from it.
"I just took a hot shower after fighting, and it seems you can’t hold up without here? What a bunch of useless people, looks like you can’t manage without my presence."
Oda Nobunaga said disparagingly.
Miao Renfeng spoke, "Oda Nobunaga, did the bruises on your body I caused vanish with just a hot shower?"
"Of course, hot showers improve circulation and promote blood flow. Bruises are mainly caused by lactic acid and harmful substance accumulation, which are eliminated once circulation is enhanced."
Oda Nobunaga replied.
Then he realized there’s no need to explain so much.
"Miao Renfeng, has the curse-induced wound on your Miao Saber healed?"
Oda Nobunaga asked Miao Renfeng.
"No need to worry about that, my Miao Saber is ford by Poisonous Insects, losing a few insects makes no difference, there’s no concept of a wound."
Seeing they were about to quarrel, Barefoot Immortal put away the Daoist Soldier Armor that had cooled, saying, "Everyone, listen to , let’s all shut up. Let’s proceed with the usual battle rounds, everyone knows the rules, no need to repeat."
Both Oda Nobunaga and Miao Renfeng kept quiet upon hearing him, as they’d seen Barefoot Immortal’s impressive second-tier skills.
It’s always the powerful whose words carry weight, otherwise, they’d remind themselves of the saying, "the barefoot aren’t afraid of the shoe-wearing," and directly challenge Barefoot Immortal without much thought?
"Alright, according to the usual rules, the Chaos Faction can send another participant to specify a fight with us."
"I’ll go." Surprisingly, Oda Nobunaga said, "Allow to et your faction’s chosen one!"
Rosen’s transformation into a mighty figure earlier released a strong anomaly, drawing his attention to the Order Faction’s chosen one.
"What? The forr Son of the Demon wants to battle our chosen one?!"
Both factions felt shocked, as the real confrontation was just starting.
Responding to this, Oda Nobunaga said, "Apologies, I was reckless, didn’t notice the situation. May I ask which match we’re currently in?"
"Only the first round just ended."
"I see, just the first round ended. Then, theoretically, the climax should be later. Goodbye."
Saying this, Oda Nobunaga opened the channel and left.
Since it was still early, without a match involving him, he could relax before his turn.
Rosen had a burst of nervousness earlier; his heart was still racing.
"Wow, Oda Nobunaga is my opponent?"
He experienced Oda Nobunaga’s frightening strength previously, even as a mighty figure, his confidence was limited.
"Thankfully, it’s not yet my turn to enter the fray, or it would be risky!"
At this mont, Barefoot Immortal reassured, "It’s destined, the final battle between the chosen one and the Son of the Demon is inevitable. This reminds of decades ago, when the Profound Celestial Great God was around, leading us against the Chaos Faction. One individual rose up as a dark horse, defeating Oda Nobunaga soundly!"
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