"Of course not." Sima Guang said with a wry smile.
You must be kidding. If he jumps out now and says that this is false, he will be condemned by everyone in an instant. Thousands of ancient gods present will jump out in an instant, and no matter he is the God King or the general commanding the troops in the main city of the Demon Emperor State, they will still beat him to pieces.
In the main city of the Demonic State, the ground was shaking violently. No one spoke. They just looked at Feng Qingyang silently. No matter whether it was clear or blurry at that moment, they all held their breath at the same time, looking at the white figure standing on the platform in the center of the wind and clouds.
Lu Wenran also took a deep breath, his face filled with extreme fanaticism, and the look he gave Feng Qingyang was filled with unprecedented awe. Suddenly, he felt that it was a blessing to choose to follow him, whether in the past or now.
At least in him, he could see hope that would lead him to break through to a higher realm. Otherwise, he would have to stay on the second level of the magic pit all year round, and would not be able to see an opportunity for a breakthrough until the deadline.
Feng Qingyang stood there calmly, the power from the drumstick reverberating through his body, somehow shaking the God Emperor Fu Ze hidden in the void. As his fist fell, purple energy that turned into a beam of light was infused into his body.
When the fist stopped, at the moment when the sound gathered and reached the top, the sweeping blessing also suddenly transformed, and suddenly, the sky underwent earth-shaking changes.
The original clouds also condensed into a golden figure at the same time. His pressure reached its extreme. The moment he appeared, tens of thousands of ancient gods below were shocked. Looking at the golden figure condensed in full view of the crowd, the shock in their hearts almost reached the critical point and they were almost out of control. The surging blood and excitement turned into worship in an instant.
The face of this golden figure could not be seen clearly, but after he appeared, it was like a huge mountain unprecedented in history pressing down on them. This mountain was so big that it seemed as if all the mountain spirits of the entire Jiuli Divine Dynasty had gathered in it in an instant, far exceeding any mountain they had seen.
It was unbelievable and simply unimaginable that such a powerful aura could burst out from a person. His figure was very small, and compared to some ancient gods on the ground who were several meters tall, he was only of normal size.
But it was this figure that suddenly appeared in the void. Everyone was unable to see its appearance clearly, and even if they wanted to look at it carefully, they could not do so. They could only glimpse the vague figure under this majesty.
In the Demon Emperor State, all the ancient gods there began to breathe rapidly almost the moment this figure appeared. The figure that appeared at this moment had surpassed everything, causing those powerful people who were unwilling to come out of seclusion to come out in an instant, looking up at the tall figure in the sky that was emitting golden light all over his body.
They had never seen it before, so when it appeared, they were not prepared at all. They could only stare blankly into the void, unable to utter a word.
The shaking of the drumstick not only reached the predetermined three times, but also reached more than ten times in the later stage. What's more important is that this was not caused by the beating of the drumstick, but by the opponent's fist, an unparalleled and domineering fist, which directly shook the big drum that had never been so roaring in tens of millions of years.
"The Golden Body of the God Emperor."
"This is the golden body of the God Emperor. Will the golden body of the God Emperor be activated after the thirteenth sound?" As Feng Qingyang expected, the hidden blessing of the God Emperor will appear in the form of a vision.
"Since the day that the Demon Emperor State came into existence, I have witnessed countless ancient gods coming to beat the drums. Even if some were shaken, they could not compare to him. No one can beat the record like today. There is no one before or after him."
Sima Guang spoke with his eyes wide open, looking at Sima Kun who was nodding like a chick pecking at rice. He suddenly felt that Lu Wenran's decision and plan were so good that he now had the urge to follow Feng Qingyang.
"This person's origin is mysterious. He suddenly appeared in the Suzaku Divine Kingdom, but he caused a sensation in the Divine Kingdom in just a few months. It is said that he burned down the Guiyuan Divine Sect and scolded the Sect Master in front of tens of thousands of disciples. He even slapped the Sect Master in the face, and the Sect Master didn't dare to say anything."
"Humph, these are all things of the past. Think about him now. He is only at the late stage of Heavenly God, but he can fight against the mid-stage God King and even beat him completely."
The crowd was in an uproar, and countless discussions were heard. They were probably talking about Feng Qingyang, who was at the top of the storm at the moment. They were shocked and exclaimed, and the shock that was difficult to conceal surged out of their eyes. At the end of their sight, there was Feng Qingyang and the golden shadow that had not yet dissipated in the sky.
"The thirteenth sound is obviously not the limit, otherwise your figure would not appear so little." Feng Qingyang ignored the expressions of the people below and landed directly on the drum surface.
The moment he lowered his head, the crowd was shocked again, looking at Feng Qingyang with disbelief.
"Hasn't he reached his limit yet?"
"Could it be that this recoil force has no effect on us?" They didn't believe it at all, especially the ancient gods who were also standing on the stage and closest to Feng Qingyang. They turned around one by one and gathered strength from nowhere, raised their drumsticks and smashed down.
However, they did not have a body as strong as Feng Qingyang. Almost at the moment the drumstick fell, under the huge recoil, they were shaken off the competition platform like kites with broken strings.
At this moment, Feng Qingyang was the only one left on the platform. He stood with his hands behind his back, looked up at the golden figure above, then shook his Taoist robe, and before anyone could react, he threw a punch down.
At the moment when the golden figure appeared, he struck the fourteenth drum. The sound of the drum echoed in all directions, the earth shook, and in an instant a strong wind whistled, causing a huge hand to appear in the void, falling from the sky and heading straight for Feng Qingyang.
The recoil force has reached the level of materialization, which shows how strong and terrifying the pressure Feng Qingyang is under at this moment. If it were an ordinary ancient god, he would have died for who knows how many rounds.
"Fourteen times, and he hasn't reached his limit yet. Where exactly is his limit?" Lu Wenran's mouth was dry. He originally thought that he had seen through Feng Qingyang, but now he realized that he had been underestimating him until now. His potential and growth value were almost unimaginable.
"Could it be that you really have the qualifications to grow into a God Emperor?"