Upon hearing Power King’s words, Rosen’s blood surged with excitent.
His Pangu had already rged with the Chaos Origin World to beco one, so Rosen’s identity was no longer Pangu.
This also ant his power was constrained to the Yang Jian hero template.
In a contest with Power King, he might be on a similar level.
"Co on, Power King, let see what you’re made of!"
"How much I’m made of, huh, let show you!"
Power King took out an electronic scale, stood on it, saw the numbers, and said, "I weigh 150 pounds and 8 ounces."
Seeing this, Rosen’s expression changed, and he said, "Power King, it seems you’re quite straightforward and don’t catch my aning. I ant, I want to see your skills."
"Yeah, didn’t you see? I’m 150 pounds and 8 ounces. Is there a problem?" Power King said.
"Oh, no problem. Then let’s start the duel!"
Rosen suddenly launched a punch, which contained Yang Jian’s divine power.
At the sa ti, seeing Rosen’s actions, Power King laughed, "So eager to fight, without even testing my strength?"
Seeing the divine power surging on Rosen’s fist, Power King suspected he used a powerful skill, but in reality, Rosen did not use any skill.
Yet the power of that punch far exceeded that of a skill!
The punch thundered over, causing Power King’s expression to change dramatically.
"Impossible, I’ve already mastered the control of power to perfection, and yet you knocked back with one punch. This doesn’t make sense!"
Power King said incredulously.
"It’s not unreasonable, after all, even though you’ve mastered the control of power to perfection, your power ceiling hasn’t increased, which ans my strength surpassing yours can knock you back!"
Rosen calmly said, "So Power King, your next area for improvent should be in strength. You know, you’re the one with the talent for strength among us."
Upon hearing this, it was as if a lightbulb went off for Power King, and in an instant, he broke through the bottleneck!
"I’ve sensed it. After contending with you, my bottleneck has started to loosen. I’m going to break through!"
After saying this, Power King’s body shone with dazzling light, each beam representing his understanding of power, totaling seven, thus nad "Seven Technique Light"!
At this point, Power King confidently said, "Now that I’ve evolved and comprehended the new skill Seven Technique Light, my strength is probably already surpassing yours. Let’s compete again!"
Rosen looked at Power King in astonishnt, finding it hard to believe he reached a breakthrough so quickly. This was too fast.
But on careful thought, it made sense that Power King must have accumulated enough and ca to a sudden realization, so it seed quick.
"Power King, since you’ve grown stronger, I can’t just use my fists against you anymore. I should respect your strength now. I’m going to get serious!"
"Serious, aning just now you casually threw a punch without using a skill?!" Power King exclaid in disbelief again.
"Of course, that punch was just a test to see how much you’ve grown. But it seems you’ve only grown moderately."
You should know what kind of existence Rosen is now, a warrior capable of defeating Oda Nobunaga!
And even though his true form Pangu has regressed, he’s still mightier than Oda Nobunaga.
"No wonder you could defeat Oda Nobunaga. You are strong. In that case, I’ll have to unleash my finishing move!"
Power King said seriously, "This punch will concentrate everything I’ve learned in my life at one point. I hope you can withstand it!"
Looking at Power King’s right fist, there was a vortex of power, the ambiance of power continuously converging onto his right fist.
Then the right fist turned golden yellow, which seed capable of punching out a black hole!
Rosen’s face suddenly beca grave.
He asked, "Power King, what’s the na of this punch?"
Power King sneered, "It’s actually the last of the Seven Technique Light, a combined version of the previous six techniques, called Seven Techniques..."
Before Power King could finish, Rosen realized, "Regret of the Proud Dragon, right?"
"What?"
"The last of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, a fusion of the first seventeen palms!"
"No, I was talking about Seven Technique Light?!"
"Regret of the Proud Dragon, right?"
Hearing Rosen persistently rena his skill, Power King suddenly beca furious, converting his anger into explosive power, and instantly executed the punch.
As the punch’s force crushed forward, Rosen felt a small black hole form against his body!
As soon as the black hole appeared, Rosen’s body was pressed.
"What a terrifying punch!"
Rosen truly beca frightened, realizing Power King was indeed a genius in strength. This punch actually created a black hole, truly formidable!
But Rosen was no ordinary person, and he couldn’t simply let his body be devoured by a black hole.
He imdiately created several clones that scattered, avoiding Power King’s punch.
Coming back together, Rosen’s clones regrouped not far away, looking at the completely obliterated black hole, smiling at Power King, "Impressive, if that punch hit, it could absolutely annihilate ninety-nine percent of the powerful ones."
Power King shook his head with remorse and said, "The fact that I couldn’t hit you just now shows this move still has flaws, and it can be avoided."
Having attempted his strongest strike and still failing to defeat Rosen, Power King said dejectedly, "It seems I underestimated the power of the chosen one. I’ll go prepare too, and when the ti cos, join you to the abyss to fight against the Demon Race essence!"
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