I’m Really Not A Perfect Male God

At this moment, the king learned the news that the old king was still alive.

No one in this world can send such a powerful breath except for the old king.

And the old man's confidence in killing the king now rekindled when he knew that the old king was still alive.

In the direction of the north, a figure flashed by.

The old king is here.

"You go." Wang realized the danger and said solemnly to Yi Shi and Wang Yun Yun beside him.

Sure enough, the best result came out.

The old king was born to attack himself.

Faced with this situation, it is no longer an argument for how to deal with this group of people after the three escaped.

It is the question of who among the three of them can survive this resistance.

Wang naturally wouldn't watch the two of them have an accident. This incident itself had nothing to do with the two of them. Naturally, he could not affect the two of them.

After listening to Wang's words, Yi Shi and Wang Yun Yun did not follow suit. They still stood on the spot, without any expression of fear on their faces.

Are they not aware of the danger?

No, the movement caused by the birth of the old king was not only felt by them, even those with weak cultivation bases.

Naturally, they can also feel that the movement of the old king alone can no longer be caused by them.

The strength of the old king must be far above them.

As for what state it is, they don't know.

However, the king knew that the level of the old king had obviously inherited the power of the true god and had the position of God.

He has turned into a god, and the power of a true god is far beyond what a cultivator can resist.

This point, Wang felt very clearly in another world.

However, Wang was still half a step away from becoming a god. At this half a step, Wang could not step out because he had never understood the limit of his strength.

Maybe, this time is a chance to become a god, and at the stage of the king, only the true god can let the king use his full strength.

But before that, he needs to let two people leave first.

Wang glanced at the two of them. Although they could see their determination in their eyes, the two of them still retreated towards the back with expressionless faces, and quickly withdrew towards the forest.

Yi Shi and Wang Yun Yun left.

In fact, the two of them would not leave the king alone in such a critical moment.

They left because they were controlled by the king.

Controlled by the king's mental power, his body was completely controlled by the king, and he was forced to leave the battlefield.

When Yi Shi and Wang Yunyun left, the old king did not stop him, but watched quietly.

Because the reason for his birth has nothing to do with these two people, since it has nothing to do, they want to leave, then the old king will naturally not stop him.

As for those two people who will retaliate later?

The old king was not afraid of this at all, so with the two little ants that ran away, what did they take to retaliate against him?

When the two people completely disappeared in the depths of the forest, the king revoked the control of the two of them, and at the same time opened the barrier in the forest.

The reason why the king regarded the forest as his own territory was because in the forest, the king set up an enchantment. After the enchantment was opened, no one else could leave or enter the enchantment except for his own consent.

If they were defeated in this fight with the old king, the enchantment of the forest would be their last hope for survival.

If the old king really wants to kill them all, this enchantment can at least drag the old king out for a while.

"Unexpectedly, the new king would be so weak." The old king glanced at the king, sighed, and said to the king in the manner of an elder.

"In my age, with your strength, it is impossible to become a king."

"Unexpectedly, in this era, the threshold for becoming a king is so low."

Indeed, as the old king said, in that era, there were three gods alone. If it were to be placed now, the demi-god king would definitely not be their opponent, and could not become a king.

But Wang said: "You may not understand this era. The resources of this era are poor. It is no longer the era where you can become a king by practicing hard."

"This is not an excuse for me. I believe that after you were born, you can feel that your strength has been weakened. Compared with that era, it is no longer comparable."

"For the era you mentioned, I also know it very well. It is exactly the same as what you said. In that era, my current strength is indeed not enough. But if you put the people of your era in our current era, Do you have the ability to become gods?"

"I don't think so. It is the age that created you, not that you made it. On the contrary, it was your arrogance and infighting that destroyed that great age!" Wang sternly scolded the old king, and there was no right in his words. The respect of the old king.

"Shut up!" Every time the old man heard Wang say a word, the cold sweat on his back shed an inch.

He could feel that the old king was angry.

What Wang said was nothing more than these few meanings.

You were born in a good age, it is easy to become a god, and I can go to me.

When you come to my age, thinking of becoming gods is idiotic and dreaming. It is impossible to become gods with your abilities.

The last era ended not because of disasters, but because of their arrogance and ignorance, coupled with infighting, and the weakening of their fighting power, which made them feel helpless in the face of disasters.

They can't judge whether they are telling the truth, but they are utterly condemned.

Make people feel cold.

Obviously, the old king was irritated by what the king said.

But he has no way to refute, because the rupture of the previous era has become a reality.

Therefore, he could only vent all his unwillingness to the brokenness of the old age on the king.

It was a punch close to the face. This punch didn't use any power, and a pure physical attack landed on the king's face.

Wang didn't use his mental power either, he also threw a fist at him. Neither of them used their abilities, fought in close hands, did not use any defense, and fisted to the flesh.

After receiving three punches in a row, Wang also threw three punches, all of which fell on the old king's face.

Pooh.

Wang Qing coughed a mouthful of blood, and smiled presumptuously: "Cool, it's been a long time since I didn't borrow the ability, and I have fought close!"

The old king nodded: "The physical strength is pretty good. Many people with mental abilities, they are inclined to the spiritual strength, instead of giving up the training of the physical body."

This is true. The old king was right. Wang did not abandon the training of the body just because he was a spiritual practitioner. On the contrary, the intensity of his physical training was far greater than the training of his mental power.

Of course, this does not mean that Wang didn't have enough time for mental training.

On the contrary, Wang's training of spiritual power was far greater than other spiritual practitioners.

In his view, being able to awaken spiritual cultivation is one of his own talents and an advantage.

The spiritual cultivator's mental power is strong, and the king can spend a long time without sleep and will not experience mental fatigue.

In terms of training, other spiritual practitioners practice for eight hours a day, while the king will practice for ten hours. After the other spiritual practitioners have finished training, during the rest period, the king will strengthen his physical training.

Twenty-four hours, almost uninterrupted training day to night.

For Wang, this is an opportunity for diligence to make up for one's weakness.

Wang never considered himself talented, on the contrary he thought his talents were not good.

The principle of stupid birds flying first is easy to understand, but few people can implement it.

The king did this, and he practiced hard while other cultivators were resting.

This kind of diligence did not disappoint Wang. In the end, his talent was not good, and he became the king of this era.

The first person among the cultivators.

Many people with good cultivating talents were severely trampled under their feet by him.

Only under the shining light of the king, chasing his figure, but never catching up.

Because under the diligence of the king, he will never exceed them by half a step.

While they were still cultivating to become top cultivators, Wang He achieved the top.

After they became the top, Wang had discovered the path to becoming a god and became a demigod.

As long as the last step is taken, it is a qualitative change for Wang.

Quantitative changes produce qualitative changes.

Behind the strength is the result of Wang's daily practice, day and night.

"Use real strength." Wang paused and said.

He is ready, in this battle, he will definitely take the last step and become a true god!

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