The power of crazy fans is infinite!

Seeing him so confident, many people curiously asked, "Then tell us?"

"It's obvious, the Saint is challenging his own limits."

"Think about it, how much of a Genius is the Saint? How could he possibly be so foolish as to confront a Mahayana Cultivator? He must have his reasons for doing this."

"Do we even need to think about the reason? He is already unrivaled among Cultivators of the same rank, so to Breakthrough himself, he can only target higher-ranked Cultivators."

"Therefore, there is only one reason for targeting that Mahayana: the Saint wants to Breakthrough his own limits through the Sharpening of life and death."

This person spoke with certainty, providing logical reasons.

"Breakthrough limits?"

"You don't have to risk your life to Breakthrough limits."

"Exactly, this reason is too far-fetched. I, Zhang San, don't quite agree with your explanation."

"I, Li Si, officially object to you."

The young man said disdainfully, "This is the difference between you ordinary people and a Genius like the Saint."

"Each and every one of you is pampered by your elders, afraid of falling if put down, afraid of melting if held in your mouth, completely lacking any ambition."

"Look at the Saint, he disdains playing with you. Not to mention distant matters, just three days ago, didn't the Saint kill two Mahayana Cultivators by himself?"

Everyone recalled the events of that day, their memories still fresh.

After all, a Void Refinement Cultivator punching a Mahayana to death was too shocking to forget.

"But the Saint used a Magic Treasure to restrain that person."

"That doesn't count as a direct kill, does it?"

"Right, the Saint does have strength, but he relied on the power of a Magic Treasure, although that's still very strong."

The young man nodded and said, "You're finally a bit smarter. Don't you think the Saint knows that? The Saint knows better than you that relying on the power of Magic Treasures won't help him Breakthrough."

"So, this time, the Saint doesn't plan to use Magic Treasures; he'll rely solely on his own strength."

Many people gathered here, some noisy, some curious. Xiao Fan swept his Divine Sense across, occasionally catching snippets of conversation.

Ah, this?

You can really make things up. I didn't even know I had such thoughts.

Xiao Fan was stunned. Holy cow, are these people brainless fans?

"Forget it, I'll act for a bit longer, then end it."

Xiao Fan fought earnestly.

Moreover, he didn't use many spells, only the power of Divine Elephant Suppressing Prison Strength. Eight hundred and forty million Giant Elephants were stirring, as if sensing a transformation.

The next stage for the Giant Elephant is the Dragon Elephant!

At that time, it will be another transformation, a complete rebirth!

Divine Elephant Suppressing Prison Strength circulated wildly, his entire body's Qi and blood surged like an endless, rolling river.

His entire being was full of vigor, his complexion ruddy, exuding power and dominance.

He desperately unleashed the power of the Giant Elephants. Every punch was like a mountain collapsing and the earth cracking, and the howling whirlwind arrived in the blink of an eye, captivating people's minds.

Bang!

A full-force punch landed on Left Wizard's body, actually making him feel pain.

"What kind of freak is this? His Physical Body is actually stronger than our Wizard Race's."

Left Wizard even trembled a little. His cultivation was clearly two major ranks higher than Xiao Fan's, and the Wizard Race was naturally known for its Physical Body, yet he was suppressed in Physical Body by a Human Race member!

Moreover, this Human Race member seemed to still be growing, not having fully developed the power of his Physical Body. Remembering that his own Wizard Race Physical Body had reached Major Achievement, he immediately felt his pressure double.

No, I can't win!

He was already thinking about how to escape.

"Hey, look, why is that person avoiding the Saint and not daring to fight back?"

Some sharp-eyed Cultivators noticed the problem.

"Yeah, why is he avoiding the fight?"

"Isn't he a Mahayana Cultivator? I heard he's also from the Wizard Race, whose Physical Body is the strongest. The Saint clearly isn't using spells against him, only Physical Body strength, so why is he dodging?"

Within the range covered by the Five Elements Exquisite Pagoda, Xiao Fan chased Left Wizard, leaving everyone dumbfounded.

"No, if you cover up their cultivation levels, I'd think the Saint was the Mahayana Cultivator."

The arguing outside also reached inside.

Left Wizard felt stifled listening to it. You guys are really blind, can't you see he's a monster?

I haven't been beaten to death by him; he's actually holding back.

It's ridiculous.

But he didn't dare to speak up. If he told the truth, it would obviously be even more embarrassing.

"Pay attention to the details, did you see the Saint? Why is the Saint's face so red?"

Some careful Cultivators noticed that something was wrong.

"You finally noticed the Saint's difference, I am very gratified."

That young man smiled, his wise gaze once again activated.

"The Saint must be practicing some powerful Divine art and using that Wizard Race member for practice."

"Look, the Saint is as unmoving as a mountain, while that Wizard Race member is retreating step by step."

Some people were half-convinced and questioned, "But didn't you say the Saint was challenging his limits? How can the Saint challenge his limits in a stable situation?"

"It is a limit, a Physical Body limit!"

"Didn't you see? The Saint's Physical Body is as solid as a rock, his Qi and blood are like a rainbow, his heartbeat is like a war drum, he's exactly like a God of War."

"How strong the Saint's spells are, there's no need to elaborate. He's not using any spells now, relying entirely on his Physical Body, using his weakness to attack their strength."

"Isn't the Wizard Race's Physical Body the strongest? Use their proudest Physical Body to defeat them! The Saint understands how to kill and break their spirit."

"At the same time, the Saint cultivates both Dao and Body. After this battle, his Physical Body will advance another level. What's the use of the Wizard Race's naturally strong Physical Body? They're still being utterly dominated by our Saint!"

Everyone looked towards the pagoda and found that, indeed, as the young man said, in the clashes between their fists, Xiao Fan consistently had the upper hand.

"Can a Human's Physical Body really be that strong?"

"The Saint is so powerful, it would be easy to kill that Wizard Race member, so why compete in Physical Body strength?"

Some Cultivators asked curiously, a thought forming in their minds: Is the Saint perhaps showing off?

The young man shook his head, showing disdain.

"Do you think the Saint is showing off? Your perspective is still too narrow."

"Don't you think about it, is the Saint of Tai Xuan Holy Land, a role model for the Righteous Path, the kind of person who craves vanity?"

"The Saint has the world's common people in his heart. What he is doing is using the Wizard Race's proudest Physical Body to utterly crush them!"

"Think about it, the Wizard Race is known for their Physical Body. If the Saint surpasses them in Physical Body, then even their last shred of dignity will be torn away!"

"The Saint is bringing glory to our Human Race Body Cultivators.

Being naturally strong is not true strength.

Only the Physical Body strength gained through persistent effort and struggle is true strength!"

The perspective suddenly broadened.

Some Cultivators still wanted to refute, but these words were so grand and righteous, to refute them would make one seem like they were splitting hairs, wouldn't it?

"It's normal that you can't understand the Saint's grand vision!" The young man finished speaking, gently fanning himself with a jade fan, looking at Xiao Fan in the sky, his eyes filled with reverence.

Everyone looked at each other, wanting to refute, but couldn't find a reason.

Someone took the lead and said:

"I understand, the Saint wants to lead our Human Race Cultivators to overcome the weakness of the Physical Body."

"That's right, our Human Race is known for spells, and our Physical Body is very weak. Even Body Cultivators who specialize in Physical Body cultivation are just a bit sturdier than other Cultivators."

"The Saint is openly teaching us how to become a true Body Cultivator!"

One call, a hundred responses.

Everyone else is praising him, if you don't praise him, do you think you're clear-headed?

No, you're just trying to gain attention, despicable!

Therefore, more and more praises rang out, all saying that Xiao Fan was defeating the Wizard Race on their strongest point, the Physical Body.

This was to completely crush their self-confidence!

Holy crap!

They can even make this up?

The power of brainless fans is infinite. What is brainless? Open-minded, isn't that brainless?

Xiao Fan was shocked. He was clearly just acting, but these people were even dragging in the great righteousness of the Human Race.

What about crushing the opponent on their most confident aspect, utter nonsense!

He just wanted to fight a bit slower, that's all.

"Ridiculous, I thought my acting was bad enough, but I didn't expect your imaginative abilities to be so strong."

"I feel like if I just farted and killed him, you guys could still come up with something amazing, like, 'An Immortal's fart, extraordinary!'"

Left Wizard was suffering. He was beaten and then made a spectacle of.

Listening to those words about the Human Race's Physical Body being superior, he felt he had completely disgraced the Wizard Race.

After acting for so long, Xiao Fan felt it was about time and prepared to end him with one strike.

Xiao Fan once again condensed the Nethergod Spear, preparing to stab him into a hornet's nest and end this performance.

Feeling Xiao Fan's killing intent, Left Wizard could no longer hold back and fled directly.

However, how could a mere Mahayana escape the blockade of an Immortal King-level Immortal Weapon?

He despaired, finally understanding why he had felt danger at the beginning.

He had thought someone was protecting Xiao Fan, but it turned out Xiao Fan was the greatest danger himself.