This is possessing an incredible Martial Sacred Body.

Heavenly fists and feet bombard into afterimages, as if the entire earth is being detonated into fragments, like a supersonic airplane, bombarding every corner.

The Martial Arts Ultimate Skill now being practiced is embedded with various body refining techniques; the bones long ceased to be ordinary calcium.

They can even be classified as iron bones, silver bones, and golden bones.

Higher than the highest grade of biological alloys in the modern world.

Such metal bones are called Martial Golden Body, and even belong to the soul gold material of the neighboring Spiritual Mind Masters; one can visualize the limbs and bones within one's soul.

It is also a cultivation realm of the Martial Path—Sixth Tier Legend, in this realm, refining and visualizing the 361 bones inside the body, to thus differentiate aptitude and divide potential.

The weak can only refine over three hundred bones, while top-tier experts refine 360 bones; only a prodigy can refine this final Supreme Bone.

Rumble!

Heavenly super golden body fists and feet relentlessly pounded.

Tens of thousands of strikes stirred up clouds of dust, obscuring a portion of the 1,500-meter Elf Ancient Tree.

"The Eternal Elf Ancient Tree is still too large, its life force too tenacious, this Elf Divine King of the Wizard World has astonishing combat power, also my body is too small, since it's like this..." The Emperor softly murmured.

"Giant Martial Body."

Martial arts from Giant King Angelle began to incubate.

He frantically devoured some cattle, sheep, and trees on the ground; his flesh swelled like a mass of dough.

From ten centimeters, he became a normal-sized giant of two meters.

Yet even so, in front of this giant tree, he still seemed insignificantly small.

"But being large isn't always useful, as long as I find your true body."

The Emperor suddenly smiled.

He felt that for the first time in his life, he could fight so unrestrainedly and fully; all his ultimate techniques blended together, becoming more and more proficient.

The so-called combat talent is more demonstrated in combat.

Back in Herodotus's time, he broke through three realms during battle, although that was the terrifying chemical transformation of combat talent combined with research talent, and the Gate of Truth.

He is not at that level now.

After all, he only possesses one of the two, combat talent; but continually perceiving and finding enemy's cultivation technique flaws during combat, continuously breaking through oneself is only natural.

"The true body, shuttling within the World Tree, over there..."

He closed his eyes.

Simultaneously using seven or eight different detection martial arts, as if he were seeing through the entire tree, he instantly found the opponent's position.

He suddenly opened his eyes, his figure disappeared from the spot.

A punch!

Boom.

The tree was blasted apart.

All that was left was a piece of cloth.

"Gone?"

One punch after another.

Swings of fists, lift of legs, the momentum crazily rising.

The mixed martial arts he practiced seemed to have a kind of integrated feeling.

And Minis, shuttling within the tree like through a river, the terrifying pressure subconsciously making him break out in cold sweat, this kind of long-lost fear ravaging his heart, as if back to the earliest days.

"This sense of oppression."

"This absolutely invincible crushing aura."

Every nerve, soul, and muscle in Minis seemed to tell him, this was like facing those two invincible figures of the past again.

This Emperor is continuously becoming stronger.

Every minute and second, he's having epiphanies.

His martial arts were too mixed; he had long awaited such a combat for assimilation, hence the rapid improvement.

"That's why I really don't want to face such a guy." Minis clearly knew his gap wasn't that wide.

But he hadn't been idle these years; he practiced both martial and scholarly arts, dividing half his heart power, unlike these pure martial artists who focus solely on body martial arts every day, training fists and feet relentlessly.

This scholar also feared the brute.

...

Abyss World.

In the Dark Night Elf Wizard Academy.

Sylph was secretly communicating with Tukashi.

"Minis is hiding a lot in secret, far more powerful than we imagined; maybe even both of us combined might not be his match. But he's still being toyed with, possessing tremendous power, the enormous vast Tree-man swinging vines, executing various witchcraft, yet unable to catch that little bug."

"It's as easy as taking apart a toy."

Tukashi wasn't surprised after hearing Sylph's words, "That's the terror of martial arts; the Martial Path Race is indeed skilled in techniques from a hundred schools."

"They absorb strengths from all schools, turning them into martial arts secret manuals, though only a fifth of the original race's, but through mutual combination, they form martial arts, techniques that are astonishing."

The opponent is a great restraint to them.

This Martial Arts System excels in martial arts, mastering the art of defeating the strong with the weak.

Most adept at bullying those with brute strength and large size.

Sylph said, "If this fight continues, although the Elf Ancient Tree is rooted throughout the land, its energy is nearly infinite, once Minis' true body is captured, he will still be defeated."

"Moreover, the Eternal Elf Ancient Tree has now entered the form of the War Ancient Tree, draining the entire land, their war might last for at least several days."

They could already imagine what a terrifying scene it would be.

Need to know, the roots of the Elf Ancient Tree have fixed seventy percent of the earth's land, and with just one, could supply seventy percent of oxygen from trees, it already truly bears the sky and carries the earth.

Now with the ancient tree swaying, the entire Wizard World would raise endless dust.

The soil will cover mountains and rivers.

Plates might move.

Rivers and seas would be disturbed.

"How many people will die, I don't know." Sylph sighed.

"Only common people will die."

Tukashi sneered, "The upper-level wizards have entered the Subspace Secret Realm, packed their bags into the Space Ring, they've long escaped, only the common folk are in fear; movement of a few roots, like giant underground pythons causing crustal changes, houses collapse, let alone their battlefield constantly moving."

"We must act now."

Sylph raised an eyebrow, said, "Let's join forces, the Naga Witch wields the Holy Sword, you control the battle, I'll harmonize the structure of the two Giant Gods."

In the Great Wizard World, the boundary remains clear after the relocation.

The land belongs to the Elf World.

The ocean belongs to the Abyss World.

At this moment, within a dark deep ocean, a colossal behemoth slowly emerged on the coast.

This is a vast Deep Sea Giant, an ancient Giant God, the Naga Witch.

Elegant silver-scaled fish tail, sharp dark green ears, wearing a tiara on her head, carrying a transparent rectangular sword case on her back.

When she stepped on land, the fish tail gradually transformed into a pair of fair bare feet, with an elegant and mysterious aura.

And now, Tukashi had reached the pinnacle of his life; two Giant Gods merged into one, a brain with the sharpest mind, the strongest sword technique, an indomitable will.

This is the strongest moment of his life.

He even secretly delved into the Martial Arts World these years, secretly learned Sword Dao, reaching the peak of excellence.

Yet still, facing the creature before him, he felt a sense of frustration beyond comprehension.

"The era I appeared in is already the era of Elis, never met Herodotus, but now I finally understand, why that crazy woman Elis worshipped Herodotus her whole life."

"Magnificent and grand, swallowing mountains and rivers."

Tukashi drew out the Crystal Longsword, revealed a brilliant smile, "I also finally understand, why in those days the descending Ancient God said, Elis didn't have such magnificent grandeur."

This is a true conqueror.

Every one is truly incredible, a prodigy that appears once in a millennium.

When you truly see such a level of existence, feel their aura, you'll realize everything is fundamentally different.

"Go!"

The Naga Witch waved her hand, and the sword case suddenly opened.

Swords flew out one by one, dozens of streams of light flashed by, landed on the ground, forming a graveyard of giant swords.

Sylph's terrifying super biological computer is aiding in calculating the most exquisite moves, the most stunning techniques.

The Emperor turned his head to glance, frowned, and said, "Sword has a Sword Spirit, Sword Dao is astounding, people have wisdom, evolving hundreds of styles... what a perfect combination, this world's masters are too many, making me feel immense pressure."

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