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Chapter 369: [368] Unknowingly, I'm So Powerful

In the halo of light.

McLaren, the divine envoy, stared at his tall subordinate with an arrogant tone, "Are you going to roll out on your own, or do I have to drag you out?"

The "you" in this guy's mouth naturally refers to Youming.

It can be heard that this powerful Xuan Supervisor feels completely confident in himself, which is why he adopts such a superior attitude.

Cheng Han paused with the pencil in his right hand, hesitated for a moment, and issued an order, "Since we've bumped into each other, let's fight!"

Although his true strength is still at the level of a Xuan Master, relying on several super powerful Xuan Seals, his combat power is enough to surpass all Xuan Masters in the world.

He thought that he could try to challenge the Xuan Supervisor, practice his newly acquired abilities, and see what shortcomings still exist.

Youming's response came immediately, "As you wish!"

In the scene.

The tall subordinate slightly bowed, "Divine envoy, it's an honor to accept your test!"

After speaking, he gestured "go right" with his hand, "Please enlighten me, divine envoy!"

As soon as the words fell.

The tall subordinate's whole body was instantly engulfed in a faint blue flame.

McLaren, the divine envoy, suddenly saw this scene and his pupils contracted imperceptibly.

Originally, when he received the secret message, he knew that the other party's strength was only at the level of a Xuan Master, and he didn't think much of it. How powerful could a Xuan Master be?

At this moment, witnessing this strange flame that he had never seen before, he finally became cautious.

In the blink of an eye.

The tall subordinate disappeared without a trace.

Ashes fell down, arranging themselves into an arrow on the ground, pointing to the right side of the dense forest.

McLaren, the divine envoy, muttered disdainfully, "Playing tricks," and his figure suddenly burst into a cloud of black smoke, shooting out at high speed.

This dense forest once again returned to tranquility.

Arthur, the chairman, stared at the ashes, his expression extremely complex.

*

Thousands of miles away.

In a wasteland.

A seemingly disparate battle broke out.

Youming appeared on his own initiative, glanced at the divine envoy, and sensed the connection between them. He raised his hand and shot out a divine gloomy extinguishing spirit spear.

When fighting against a powerful Xuan Supervisor, naturally, one would use their trump cards.

Several kilometers away.

McLaren, the divine envoy, had no expression on his face, but he felt quite shocked in his heart.

At this moment, the distance between them exceeded three kilometers. Even for a high-level Xuan Master, the limit of their Xuan techniques' attack range was not this far.

The deep fluctuations emitted by the spear shadow that flew from a distance also quietly raised the divine envoy's evaluation in his heart once again.

This mysterious person really has some skill!

McLaren, the divine envoy, turned into blue smoke, changing positions at an extremely fast speed, but he couldn't shake off the spear shadow and could only watch it fly towards him.

In that instant.

The divine envoy was finally shocked.

What kind of attack is this?!

The shadow of a gun flashed and hit the black mist on the surface of the divine envoy's body.

"Huh!"

Pale blue flames instantly ignited.

Just a moment.

Before the blue flames could spread, they immediately suffered a surge of mental impact and were extinguished in an instant.

Nevertheless, the divine envoy McCullen became even more horrified.

He clearly felt that although the strange blue flames had been extinguished, his spiritual sea had been stirred up, and the mobilization of source energy had become somewhat sluggish.

For a mere Xuan Master to be able to do this, it was truly incredible!

A fierce light flashed in McCullen's eyes as he shouted, "Go!"

With this shout, a powerful wave surged within the divine envoy's body.

Within a radius of a hundred meters, a large amount of black mist surged out of thin air, completely obscuring his figure.

The black mist condensed into more than ten black eagles with fangs and claws, rushing towards the Netherworld at a terrifying speed of over three kilometers per second.

At the same time.

"Ah~"

McCullen, the divine envoy, let out a piercing scream.

Layers of ripples flashed in mid-air, swiftly flying towards the Netherworld.

Wherever it passed, the vegetation on the ground withered instantly, turning into black flying ash.

From the sky, one could only see a hundred-meter-wide black zone extending forward like a giant snake, devouring all vitality.

Faced with this extremely fierce attack, if it were any other Xuan Master, they would undoubtedly die.

But the Netherworld had a way.

He chuckled lightly, and his figure instantly burst into a mass of black mist, which then dissipated into nothingness.

There was no one left in the original spot.

It was the Leap of the Dark Light!

In the distance.

McCullen, the divine envoy, witnessed this scene and snorted inwardly, "I knew you had this trick up your sleeve a long time ago, otherwise you wouldn't dare to fight me."

At the same time.

This sudden and unannounced escape technique was a secret technique that the divine envoy had never seen before, filling him with astonishment.

In just a short moment of battle, it had given him too much shock.

A thought crossed the divine envoy's mind, and a small statue in his embrace emitted a faint black mist.

The gaze of this guy flickered, and he shouted, "Kill!"

On the other side.

The black mist eagle transformed into a black spear, suddenly changed direction in mid-air, and lightning-like, attacked another position hundreds of meters away.

In an instant.

A faint black mist dispersed from mid-air, forming an illusory figure.

The black spear accurately shot forward, about to pierce through the illusory figure.

McLaren, the divine envoy, immediately revealed a satisfied smile.

This guy is done for!

He had a rare item specifically designed to counter Flash Escape, which allowed him to sense the fluctuations in space and locate the opponent's teleportation position.

The moment the mysterious person appeared was the moment he would be reduced to a dried corpse!

The next second.

McLaren's smile froze.

The black spear swept past, causing the illusory figure to disintegrate.

Meanwhile, one kilometer away.

The figure of the mysterious person emerged, laughing loudly, "Divine envoy, farewell!"

As soon as the words fell.

The opponent disappeared once again.

The divine envoy widened his eyes in surprise.

How could this be?

How could the judgment of the extraordinary item be wrong?

McLaren, the divine envoy, stood quietly in place and did not pursue.

Because he knew that the fluctuations from their battle would surely alert the local Xuan Pavilion. If he stayed a little longer, the divine generals of the Wan Hao people would definitely descend in their incarnations.

The divine envoy let out a sigh and transformed into black mist, swiftly flying through the dense forest.

*

Inside the airship.

The halo fluctuated a few times and turned into a sky full of starlight.

Cheng Han felt very satisfied.

The Flash Escape technique that deceived the divine envoy just now was a new secret technique he obtained after the promotion of the True Flame Xuan Seal - Phantom Shadow Flash.

This secret technique could create several illusions, making them appear in different positions to confuse the enemy's judgment.

And this battle was enough to prove one thing: although a single phantom could not defeat a Xuan Supervisor-level powerhouse, it was more than enough for self-preservation.

Cheng Han muttered to himself in his heart, "If a group of phantoms swarmed in, using pack tactics, they would definitely have the power to fight against a Xuan Supervisor!"

He put down the pencil in his hand and secretly felt proud, "Unknowingly, I have become so powerful!"

The little girl, Yingying, who was beside him, had a more lively personality. Seeing this, she immediately asked, "Uncle Han, do you want to take a break?"

At first, the twins called him "Mr. Designer," but now that they had become familiar with each other, they started calling him "Uncle Han."

Cheng Han nodded, "Yes."

Yingying suddenly asked a curious question, "Uncle Han, my mom said you have practiced the Nine Elements Martial Arts. Why don't you practice martial arts in your daily life?"

Every person who had condensed the Source Sensing Seal would practice martial arts all year round.

After all, this world was full of dangers, and in critical moments, the more proficient one was in martial arts, the higher the chance of survival.

In the past few days, many people on the airship had discussed this point, and the little girl had heard it too, so she couldn't help but ask.

Cheng Han answered honestly, "Ordinary training methods are not very useful for me, and besides, I don't really like fighting and killing."

Yingying blinked her big eyes and exclaimed, "Oh!"

Several passengers sitting nearby, upon hearing their conversation, looked skeptical.

A young male passenger muttered intentionally or unintentionally, "Just a seal user, not a warrior, yet so arrogant!"

This person paused for a moment and raised his voice, "I'm also a seal user, and I've never thought that conventional methods are useless."

Cheng Han smiled faintly and remained calm, "Each seal user has a different constitution, different understanding of martial arts, and varying adaptability to cultivation methods."

The twins listened, somewhat understanding but still trying their best to comprehend.

The male passenger just chuckled, "Who doesn't know these general principles?"

Cheng Han continued, "There are countless ways to train, and the so-called 'tailoring to the individual' principle. Only fools would stick to old ways, smart people should choose methods that suit them better."

Upon hearing the word "fools," the male passenger's expression immediately changed, "What the hell do you mean?"

With these words spoken, the atmosphere in the observation hall immediately tensed up.

Cheng Han paid no attention and continued, "For example, in the process of painting, my right hand never touches the pencil. There is actually a very small gap between the two."

The male passenger glanced at the painting on the easel, his expression becoming uncertain.

As a seal user, this guy naturally understood that if this statement was true, it would indeed be a very powerful training method.

Cheng Han beckoned towards the pencil, "Just like this."

With this gesture, the pencil flew over with a "whoosh."

Cheng Han extended two fingers, making a gesture of "holding" the pencil, with a clear gap between his fingers and the pencil.

He made a gesture of "writing," saying, "By practicing this method, you can train the subtle control of strength. I personally think the effect is very good."

As he spoke, a row of neatly written characters quickly appeared on the paper, without a hint of sloppiness.

The male passenger stared blankly for a few seconds, then stood up and left without saying a word.

Everyone could see that this guy was completely overwhelmed and couldn't bear to stay here any longer, so he had to leave in embarrassment.

The twin sisters looked at the drawing board, then at Cheng Han, their identical faces filled with obvious admiration.

Cheng Han smiled and said to them, "Let's go! I'll take you back!"

The twin sisters nodded together, "Okay!"

Cheng Han quickly packed up his things and led the two little girls away.

After a while, people in the observation hall began to discuss in low voices.

"Was that move difficult?"

"Of course it was difficult!"

"Let me tell you, controlling a pencil with strength from a distance will cause the pencil to constantly shake. For ordinary seal users, being able to barely write is already good enough."

"Mr. Han actually wrote so neatly, this is definitely a very advanced technique!"

"So that's how it is!"

"We really underestimated Mr. Han, thinking he was just idly painting, turns out he works harder than anyone when it comes to training."

"Yeah, we all misjudged him."

(End of this chapter)