Wonderful Immortal Doctor

Chen Wanli's swordsmanship comes from the martial arts records in the Immortal Doctor's Scripture. When the sword strikes, it is like a nine-day true dragon stirring up the wind and clouds. It is not only extremely powerful, but also treacherous and changeable.

Even people who don't know how to use a knife can feel how sharp and dazzling his knife skills are just by watching.

In comparison, the black man's attack was simple and crude. His pair of iron fists continuously released primitive attacks at a speed beyond the limit.

After only three moves in the battle, Chen Wanli discovered that the guy in front of him was comparable to any being above the innate in terms of strength, speed, and reaction.

Even in terms of speed and reaction, he was several points stronger than any master he had met before.

The only one who can compare with him is Kunlun Tianqi.

In other words, this black man's physical qualities alone are extraordinary.

But he did not obtain the most advanced martial arts. Even though he had some fighting techniques, most of them came from modern Sanda fighting techniques.

Perhaps in time, with such a body, it would not be difficult for him to master powerful martial arts, or even sense and awaken some elemental spirits.

But now, compared to Chen Wanli, he can only be regarded as a rookie who has treasure but doesn’t know how to use it.

Chen Wanli thought of the fifth-level genetically modified warrior.

If we talk about cultivation, in some aspects it is the constant tempering and evolution of the physical body, the pursuit of the ultimate strength of the physical body.

The genetically modified warrior in front of him used technology to forcibly increase his physical body to its innate strength.

This coincides with some of the methods in the world of cultivation technology recorded in the Immortal Doctor's Scripture.

But the difference is that the technology of cultivation does not have such a simple and crude method. It is more about using drugs to gradually catalyze the transformation of the body from an early age, and genetic screening to breed more children with spiritual roots.

Because directly rewriting genes will cause uncontrollable changes, the most direct consequence of such changes would be the thousands of zombies, right?

Seeing Chen Wanli was distracted while fighting with him, the black man was extremely angry. He roared a few times: "Daxia people, you are indeed very strong, but you don't know what kind of existence I am!"

Chen Wanli grinned: "What kind of existence are you? A freak created by human technology!"

The word "freak" stimulated the black man, and because of his anger, he burst out with an even stronger and more dangerous aura.

Chen Wanli was not the first opponent he had fought. He had killed six S-level superpower awakeners who had emerged from that laboratory, and countless other high-level assassins.

That bloody road bore witness to his power!

In the eyes of the scientists in the laboratory, he was the limit of human power, and he firmly believed in it.

The fact that the bullets fired from the machine gun failed to cause any harm to him was enough to prove it.

Even though the Daxia man in front of him was very strong, he did not feel invincible.

The black man stomped his foot and collapsed a floor, and the whole person shot towards Chen Wanli like a cannonball.

"I will break your neck to let you know that the strong cannot be challenged!"

Chen Wanli shook his head, but he looked relaxed: "You said my words, I can only say that I will broaden your horizons, otherwise you will easily be a frog in the well!"

Chen Wanli did not dodge or evade. He put away his long sword and suddenly punched out, colliding with the black man's fists.

The previous fights between the two were more of testing each other's strengths, with one advancing and the other retreating, but this collision was a real contest.

There was a dull thud, and Chen Wanli took a few steps back, his right fist sank slightly.

But the black man flew backwards and crashed into several walls. After falling, he twisted in the air and kicked a pillar. The reaction force allowed him to stabilize his body.

The pillar broke with a loud bang, and the whole building shook violently. Then pieces began to fall off, and the remaining half of the building collapsed.

Chen Wanli and the black man fell to the ground along with the collapsed rubble and tiles.

The black man's right arm was shaking violently. He clenched his fist, but could only barely control the frequency of the shaking. His face was gloomy and showed a bit of shock, as if he was surprised that Chen Wanli was not smashed to pieces by his punch.

Looking at Chen Wanli's calm appearance, he just thought it was a disguise, it must be.

Chen Wanli nodded secretly. After a punch from him, his arm was not broken, which meant he had a congenital body.

Of course, he didn't use his full strength, because the purpose of the fight was to negotiate, not to kill.

At this moment, the people watching below, including the two powerful men, were all horrified beyond words.

In their eyes, no one has ever been able to confront the Guardian Angel head-on.

They had witnessed with their own eyes the power of the patron saint, his force to split mountains, his speed to recover water, and his unlimited potential.

With their eyesight, they couldn't tell who would win or lose.

But the fact that Chen Wanli was able to fight with him and not be beaten into a pulp also shows that he is no ordinary person.

"A person from Daxia?" Bolensang recognized Chen Wanli and exclaimed.

Chen Wanli grinned and waved to Bolensang: "Ah, we meet again!"

"..." Borensang's mouth twitched. "Why are you here? Why did you fight with the guardian god? Did I let you go easily that day and gave you the illusion that I could bully you?"

Chen Wanli laughed: "I said I have no ill intentions, do you believe me?"

Borensang did not speak, but the old man in the red robe had a gloomy expression: "What happened today cannot be known to any outsider. The guardian god Ganmida must be killed!"

Only then did Chen Wanli realize that the man who had fought with him was called Gan Mida.

Gan Mida didn't say anything, his expression was uncertain. His right hand gradually regained its strength, and he slowly clenched his fist.

"I advise you to think about it again. We can talk about cooperation!" Chen Wanli grinned.

He remained relaxed throughout, making it increasingly difficult for people present to figure him out.

But they had no doubt about the power of the Guardian God. Even if Chen Wanli was a strong man, as long as the bomber did not appear, the Guardian God would never lose in a head-on confrontation.

Gan Mida swung his fist again and rushed forward.

Chen Wanli shook his head. It was true. If you don’t defeat the other party with your fists, they will not sit down and talk to you calmly.

This time, Chen Wanli did not hold back.

Although he couldn't mobilize his true energy, if an extraordinary master came, he could only take out a talisman and let the extraordinary master witness the full-strength attack of the Yuanying monster.

But the one in front of him is just a pseudo-supernatural being, with only physical strength, and everything else is weak.

For ordinary warriors, an extraordinary physical body and reaction ability already make them invincible.

But for beings with the same physical body, what they can compare are things like martial arts, magic, and combat techniques.

In this regard, Chen Wanli can crush everyone.

The black man had no idea what Chen Wanli was thinking. In his eyes, Chen Wanli was just as bad as himself. So what was the point of all those fancy tactics?

However, this time, what greeted him was not Chen Wanli's fist.

Chen Wanli's long sword suddenly appeared in his hand again. He jumped up and chopped down his head with the sword as if he were a god. Two green lights in his angry eyes emitted a spiritual attack.

The black man was disturbed by the spiritual sense and his movements became stiff for a moment.

It was just this one pause, only one or two seconds, but anyone who has played the game knows what two seconds of hard control means in a duel between top players.

Chen Wanli's blade had already gone towards the black man's head.