I'm 90 years old and the system tells me it's time to create harem Chapter 58: No, I think you’re quite qualified

Robert instinctively tried to summon his spiritual sword, he could clearly sense it was nearby, but he could not bring it forth.

There was only one explanation for this phenonon, this was not the real world, his original body might still be in the room in the temple.

The next mont, accompanied by a beam of light, a man’s figure abruptly appeared a hundred ters away from him. Robert quickly turned around, his eyes narrowing, a murderous intent flashing in his eyes as he looked at the sudden figure.

Alexander stepped out from the light curtain, and upon seeing Robert, he said, "Not bad! The quality of the opponent this ti is a level higher."

Robert spoke in a deep voice, "Who are you? Have you cast an illusion on ?"

Alexander smiled faintly, slowly clenching his fists and adopting a stance, "You could say that, I just wanted to find an opponent to spar with, and I just happened to match with you. If you beat , you can leave here."

Robert laughed uproariously as if he had heard a great joke.

He looked cruelly at Alexander and said, "Spar? You’ve got the wrong person then. I don’t spar with people because those who fight with are already dead."

In an instant, he covered the distance of a hundred ters to Alexander’s side. His hands clenched into fists, and sharp tal spikes grew instantly from his fists, striking towards Alexander’s skull.

"You’re modeling yourself after Wolverine, aren’t you?"

Alexander smiled faintly. His fists were imdiately enveloped by rolling flas. The power of the fire elent.

Boom! A loud noise. The fists of the two n collided heavily.

Robert’s face instantly showed a shocked expression. He didn’t gain any advantage from this punch. Instead, the blazing fire from the other side directly put him at a disadvantage.

Alexander nodded, "Not bad, your quality is high."

The next mont, the spiritual energy in Alexander’s body gathered in his fist like a wild surge. This ti he directly used the second level of the Elental Fist.

Robert instantly felt a vast energy sweeping over him from Alexander’s fist. His expression changed dramatically, and he was blown tens of ters away by the burst of energy from that punch.

"Who the hell are you!" Robert held his chest, gritting his teeth as he stared at Alexander.

From that punch just now, he had already discovered that although this person seed to have not yet reached the level of a cultivator, his strength was far above his own.

The spiritual energy in his body had been quickly neutralized and vanished upon contact with the opponent, just like snow lting.

Could this person be the reincarnation of a deity?

Alexander extended his hand, "Co, let’s continue."

Robert gritted his teeth, spat out a mouthful of blood, and said fiercely, "Good! Very good, what just happened was only a test for you. Since you truly want to fight , then you must be ready to die!"

In an instant, Robert raised his head and let out a howling roar. The next mont, countless dense tal blades grew around him. These blades circled his body, creating a storm of sword blades.

Alexander admired, "Impressive! As expected of a cultivator!"

Robert roared and reached out, controlling the countless blades and shot them towards Alexander.

"Watch shred you!"

His voice accompanied the storm of blades.

Alexander gave a slight smile, prepared his stance, and his fists were imdiately enveloped in rolling flas. Since the opponent was going all out, it was only right for him to do the sa.

In an instant, the flas on Alexander’s fist surged, creating a huge vortex with his fist at the center. The next mont, he threw a punch towards the center of the storm of blades.

Boom!

The fierce fire, like a beast, imdiately engulfed Robert’s sword storm. You could see the nurous blades lting and reducing in the heat wave generated by Alexander’s punch.

The next mont, under Robert’s horrified gaze, the terrifying heat wave, like lava, swept across his body. With a shrieking scream, his flesh and bones were stripped away, finally turning into ashes.

In the temple room.

Robert suddenly sat up from the bed, covering his face in horror and exclaid, "Ah!"

After a while, he looked at his intact hands tremblingly, cold sweat dripped from his forehead, hitting the palm of his hand.

"Was it...a nightmare?" he mumbled.

"That dream was terrifying..."

At the sa ti, in the dream.

Alexander retracted his fist, bounced a few tis like Bruce Lee, looked at the ashes of Robert that had been burnt to the ground, and said, "His moves were really fancy just now, but why was he so weak?"

System: "It’s not that his moves were weak, it’s that you have beco much stronger than before. It’s normal to kill him with one punch."

Alexander shook his head helplessly, "No fun, I finally t a high-quality opponent, if I had known, I wouldn’t have gone all out."

System: "Do you want to continue matching?"

Alexander showed a faint smile on his face, clenched his fist fiercely, and said, "Continue, I haven’t had enough fun yet!"

[Ding! Dream match begins...]

[Matching opponent...]

[Match successful, opponent: fifth-stage Qi cultivator, Robert.]

The next mont, accompanied by a light.

Robert appeared in a daze on the wasteland opposite Alexander.

He had just cald his emotions and was ready to go back to sleep when he suddenly felt dizzy and then found himself here again.

Robert looked calmly at his hand, "This is a dream."

The next mont, he heard a familiar voice from the opposite side.

"Hi, we et again."

Robert subconsciously took a step back, staring at Alexander alertly, and said, "I see, this should be a nightmare I had. You are just an illusion in my dream."

Alexander looked at his firm expression, smiled lightly, stretched out his hand in his direction, and said, "Attack with all your strength, let see your real level. After all, you are my defeated opponent, I can give you three moves."

Robert gritted his teeth instantly, his eyes flashed with humiliation and anger, "What a joke! You’re still so arrogant in my dream!"

"Go to hell!"

Robert was truly angry.

Instantly, he soared up, fury in his eyes, and the tal spike in his hand was imdiately thrust at Alexander’s neck.

With a clang, a trendous sound echoed.

When the blade in his hand struck Alexander’s neck, it sparked off nurous sparks, the powerful backlash actually made him retreat several steps.

Robert revealed an astonished expression in an instant, saying,"What... what kind of joke is this! How can his defense be so high!"

Alexander moved his neck slightly, saying, "Not bad, quite painful, just like being bitten by an ant."

"Don’t be smug!" Upon hearing this mocking remark, Robert clenched his teeth in an instant, saying, "Watch how I kill you!"

In an instant, he threw another punch.

This punch summoned all his spiritual energy, all of it poured into his fist, trendously powerful!

But when the blade in his hand stabbed at Alexander’s chest, there was a "crack" and a small chip broke off from the blade in his hand.

"This... this..." He backed up several steps incredulously, trembling as he looked at the broken weapon in his hand.

It broke!

His own weapon was broken!

What kind of joke was this!

Alexander moved his shoulder slightly, saying, "You have one more move, you must grasp it well, otherwise, there will be no chance!"

Robert shakily looked at him, trying to calm his turbulent mood, his chest rising and falling.

This guy is a bit too tough, how can one fight against such toughness!

Robert kept telling himself in his mind that this is just a nightmare, it’s just a dream!

There can’t be such a strong person in the real world!

But that oppressive feeling still gave him a sense of lingering fear.

The next mont, Robert gritted his teeth fiercely.

His fist was again wrapped in a strong spiritual force, this punch was directly thrown at Alexander’s head.

But before his fist fell on Alexander’s face, Alexander’s big hand instantly grabbed his arm.

A hint of fear flashed in Robert’s eyes.

Alexander directly grabbed his arm, lifting him up.

Robert struggled continuously, saying, "Let go! Let go!"

Alexander lightly said, "Is this all your skill? Are you really a cultivator with such strength?"

Robert gritted his teeth and roared, "You... you’re just a nightmare, you won’t disturb my true heart!"

"When I succeed in my cultivation, I will surely kill you in the real world! You are just an ordinary Psychic, and I am a temple cultivator, you are not even worthy to lick my shoes!"

Looking at Robert’s rebellious expression on his face, Alexander maliciously said, "Not even qualified to lick my shoes?No, I think you’re quite qualified."

Robert’s face instantly showed a hint of fear and panic, saying, "What are you going to do?"