Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
Loser System and Berserker Me
I, The Dragon Overlord
Horror Game Designer
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 304: Test
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 226: Deal
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1137- Doesn't matter if you agree
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 929: Hidden Estate
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1136- Give them 10%
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 667 - Angel Descends by Our Side
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 26: The Demon King Domain’s Little Provision Store Opens!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 599: The Sky Isn't Bright Yet, What to Do
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 303: Choice
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 225: Goodbye
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1135- Ice Bug
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 928: The Power of a True Immortal
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1134- Familiar face
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 598: Since You Have to Choose Someone, Choosing Me Works Fine Too
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3818: Mystifying Kindness
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 302: Gaze
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 224: Arrogance
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1133- Job Clash
The burly man had been cultivating for many years, and his mastery of the Buddhist Great Vajra Technique had reached an extraordinary level. Radiating with brilliant Buddhist light, when he struck with his fist, not only did it repel the wind and snow, but it also trapped the person under the umbrella in place, preventing him from leaving.
If it were an ordinary Nepenthe cultivator, even if they did not have strong feelings towards the burly man before them, facing this fist that descended, they would likely choose to temporarily avoid its edge. After all, among cultivators, there was probably no one who could rival the strength of Buddhism's Vajras in terms of physique.
The emperor under the umbrella remained motionless. He merely supported the oiled-paper umbrella, forcefully withstanding the boundless fist of this Buddhist Vajra.
The pressure from the powerful force caused ripples on the umbrella's surface, instantly turning it into what resembled a startled lake. Ripples continually spread out, and the entire umbrella surface began to press downward rapidly. However, no matter what, the umbrella surface did not shatter like an ordinary oiled-paper umbrella, and the umbrella frame did not break.
A mere oiled-paper umbrella should not have been able to withstand the fist of this Buddhist Vajra. The only one capable of enduring it was the Great Liang Emperor beneath the umbrella.
His expression remained unchanged, devoid of any noticeable emotions on his face. Even though he seemed exceedingly small in front of this Buddhist Vajra, he did not care either.
Strength had never been dependent on the size of the body.
As the burly man's fist failed to overpower, he naturally understood the reason behind it. Without hesitation, his other large hand swiftly swept towards the Great Liang Emperor under the umbrella, dispelling the snow and instantly clearing the street and nearby rooftops of accumulated snow.
This was an incomparably domineering punch, bathed in the radiance of Buddhist light, as if a burst of gold
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