2150 The Thunder Mosquitos (1/2)
The Clear-Wood Saintess exuded furious energy from her body. She pointed forward with her right finger, and the energy shot through a giant tree hundreds of meters tall, turning it into countless pieces.
Yun Lan and the rest were all excited, saying, ”Congratulations, Saintess, you've reached the middle-grade of the saint realm.”
The Clear-Wood Saintess also revealed a touch of delight. The reason she came from the Wood Saint Sect to the Fallen Immortal Arena was to break through sooner, and she did it today. Of course, it was with Qingfeng Li's help.
The Clear-Wood Saintess stood up and bowed to Qingfeng Li, saying, ”Thank you a lot for giving me the Thunder Fruit and helping me break into the middle-grade of the saint realm.”
Qingfeng Li reached out his hands and helped the Clear-Wood Saintess up, saying, ”You're very welcome. You have helped me a lot too. It's my pleasure.”
The Clear-Wood Saintess rolled her eyes and said, ”Qingfeng Li, I know you're a low-grade Saint, but you have strong power and can even defeat my senior disciple sister. I want to try if I can take some of your attacks.”
Qingfeng Li shook his head and said, ”Clear-Wood Saintess, I don't want to let you down but you'd better not try. You can't parry one single attack from me.”
The Clear-Wood Saintess didn't believe, saying, ”I've just reached the middle-grade. I want to check my fighting power. I don't believe I can't even parry one attack from you.”
Qingfeng Li then said, ”Alright, if you don't believe, then strike out.”
The Clear-Wood Saintess operated her middle-grade saint-level vital essence, exuding powerful Talisman scripts of Order, splitting the entire sky and earth, creating visible giant cracks around her.
Her body also flew up, creating a giant figure which was visible within thousands of kilometers, shrouding the entire arena.
At the next moment, the Clear-Wood Saintess suddenly wielded her hands, forming a giant palm two million feet large and smashing toward Qingfeng Li.
Qingfeng Li stood still. He didn't move a bit until the giant palm reached above his head. Then he pointed upward slightly with his right index finger.
Boom, with a giant noise, he shattered the Clear-Wood Saintess' giant palm of vital essence and struck the Clear-Wood Saintess backward.
Dong-Dong…
The Clear-Wood Saintess couldn't regain a firm stance until she retreated dozens of steps.
She turned pale with terror, saying, ”How could it be possible. I'm a middle-grade Saint and should have much more vital essence than you. Why am I not more powerful than you? What's your finger technique and why is it this powerful?”
Qingfeng Li shook his head, saying, ”I told you. You can't parry my attack. You should know I was able to kill your senior sister before. I only let her off for your sake.”
The Clear-Wood Saintess nodded and was fully convinced. She used to believe the fighting power was only related to power level, but today, Qingfeng Li changed her opinion.
Qingfeng Li was only a low-grade Saint, which was even a small realm lower than her, but he could easily defeat her with one single strike. It could only come with two possibilities. One was Qingfeng Li had practiced some extremely powerful techniques, maybe legendary immortal level techniques.
Another possibility was that Qingfeng Li had supreme comprehension and could easily see through the flaws of attacking moves.
No matter which one was true, Qingfeng Li was a peerless genius and could be on the Hidden Dragon List.
The Clear-Wood Saintess even had a feeling that Qingfeng Li would eventually break into the Immortal Realm and became a well-known master in the universe. It was her intuition based on her sensing technique.