Chapter 166: One Punch Man Reappears

However, all this is just the tip of the iceberg for Wu Yun. With 450,000 jin of pure physical strength, even the descendants of the ancient demon gods would not dare to boast that they can be stronger than him, let alone this little southern barbarian.

"Do you really want to try?" After hearing the request of the southern barbarian, Wu Yun couldn't help but want to laugh.

He secretly thought that it seemed that these southern barbarians were really as everyone said, their IQ was still a little bit worse, and they were a little blindly confident.

Obviously, they had already occupied an absolute advantage, but they were going down this road of losing.

After hearing the request of the southern barbarian, Ouyang Yu also smiled slightly. Wu Yun's pure physical strength was an existence that could even blast the trial tower of Feiyun Sect to pieces. It was no problem for him to deal with these southern barbarians.

But she knew, but others didn't.

I only heard Old Xu reminding from behind: "Wu Yun, don't do anything reckless. This southern barbarian is good at strength and is very strong. He is stronger than the physical body of many practitioners. Don't show off."

Wu Yun smiled at him and indicated that it was okay.

And the southern barbarian heard what Old Xu said and thought he was praising himself. He looked up and smiled and said: "Hmph, you are sensible, but it's too late. It's useless to beg for mercy. You must take my hammer today."

Wu Yun shook his head secretly. He didn't know how this southern barbarian cultivated to the earth martial realm. If this kind of IQ was placed in the Han nationality, he would probably be killed or killed by others.

Just when Wu Yun wanted to answer, he heard a man from the group of southern barbarians come out and say: "Brother, why do you need to do it yourself to deal with this kid? Let me smash him. Then don't say you bully him, say we bully the weak."

This man is also as strong as a barbarian bull, but a little worse than the man in front of him. Judging from the aura on his body, his cultivation should be around the eighth level of Zhenwu.

The southern barbarian nodded slightly and said, "Okay."

This man also held an iron hammer, swung it, and shouted, "Come on, boy, let me show you the strength of our southern barbarians. I heard that the physical strength limit of your Han practitioners is 90,000 jin. Haha, today, I will let you see what the physical limit is."

Wu Yun smiled. It seems that he has a misunderstanding of the strength limit of the Han people. 90,000 jin is just the passing line.

Bang!

The southern barbarian smashed towards Wu Yun with an iron hammer.

In the shocked eyes of the crowd, Wu Yun did not hide, but went forward.

There was a bang, and a wave of air spread out. Everyone looked around for the trace of the southern barbarian on the altar.

Only Wu Yun stood in the middle of the altar calmly, as if nothing had happened just now.

"Asshole, where did you take my brother?"

The southern barbarian rushed to the altar and glared at Wu Yun.

Wu Yun pursed his lips towards the distance and said, "Look for yourself."

Everyone followed Wu Yun's gaze and saw that a human-shaped hole had appeared on a stone wall a hundred meters away. In the hole, there was a person.

It was the southern barbarian who was knocked away by Wu Yun.

Everyone was stunned. "He actually punched the southern barbarian who was famous for his strength into the wall?"

The people of the Yunyue Empire exclaimed.

"The Holy Lord is mighty."

At this moment, after a brief shock, the southern barbarians roared and roared.

What they believed most was their own physical strength. How could they admit defeat in this matter?

The southern barbarian in the Earth Martial Realm screamed a few times and said, "It must be that my brother was not ready just now. This time it's my turn."

Wu Yun smiled and nodded.

He was secretly happy in his heart. In this way, these southern barbarians would be much easier to deal with. They obviously had a solid advantage, but they wanted to compete with him. Isn't this courting death?

If they really attacked with all their strength, Wu Yun was not sure that he could stop them.

Fortunately, these people's IQ was not enough. They were determined to suppress Wu Yun in terms of strength.

Little did they know that strength, for the Southern Barbarians, was not just pure strength, but had risen to the height of faith.

What they cared about was not cultivation, not power, but strength.

They loved aggression just because they were warlike.

They respected strength and would never allow any race to surpass their southern barbarians in strength.

I only heard the southern barbarian say: "My physical strength is already 180,000 jin, which is more than twice the 90,000 jin strength limit of you Han people. Take my hammer."

180,000 jin of strength, if compared with ordinary Han practitioners, it is indeed good.

There are pros and cons. These southern barbarians practice slowly, but their physical strength far exceeds that of the Han people.

Boom!

The iron hammer in the hand of the southern barbarian had already blasted out, and the people of the Yunyue Empire held their breath and didn't dare to breathe.

180,000 jin of strength is indeed beyond the limit of their physical body.

But for Wu Yun, it is just a piece of cake.

Ouyang Yu also looked relaxed, he knew Wu Yun's physical strength very well.

Bang!

Wu Yun's fist hit the iron hammer of the southern barbarian.

The next moment, everyone was dumbfounded again.

On the altar, Wu Yun was still standing there so calmly, and the southern barbarian had disappeared.

"Could it be that he was hit against the wall again?"

I don't know who said this.

Suddenly, everyone looked into the distance and took a breath of cold air.

That's right, there was another human-shaped hole on the stone wall, and a person was embedded in it, it was the southern barbarian in the earth martial realm.

Instantly, the scene was in chaos.

The Yunyue Empire shouted the mighty Lord.

On the other hand, the Nanman Kingdom shouted and cursed, claiming to skin Wu Yun alive.

Just when the scene was about to break out and the war was about to break out.

The two Nanman people who were punched into the wall by Wu Yun finally climbed out of the wall and returned to the altar.

They were strong and healthy, and they were not seriously injured.

Wu Yun thought they were coming back for revenge, and his face suddenly became serious.

But who knew that the two men went up to the altar, without a word of nonsense, and knelt down in front of Wu Yun, saying: "King, you will be the king of our Nanman Kingdom from now on."

Wu Yun was immediately confused. What was going on?

Not only him, but everyone present, including everyone in the Yunyue Empire and the rest of the Nanman Kingdom, was in a state of confusion.

The southern barbarian continued, "We southern barbarians respect strength and admire strength. Strength is our belief. King, your physical strength far exceeds ours. In the future, you will be the king of our southern barbarian country."

After asking, Wu Yun finally understood that strength was supreme in the minds of the southern barbarians. They only supported the strongest, regardless of their cultivation.

Strength, in the southern barbarian country, was equivalent to the order of the leader of the Feiyun Sect.

The two strongest men in the southern barbarian country who were beaten by Wu Yun were one with 150,000 jin of strength and the other with 180,000 jin of strength.

After they submitted to Wu Yun, the rest of the southern barbarians did not dare to have any objections.

They knelt down one after another and called Wu Yun the king.

This sudden throne caught Wu Yun off guard.

But this was also the best result, which easily resolved the war. If a real war broke out, it would not only be the soldiers in the war who would be killed and injured, but also the people who would suffer the most.

Wu Yun succeeded to the throne of the Nanman Kingdom, quickly ordered them to withdraw their troops, and then brought the two Nanman who were beaten by him to the Imperial Palace.

From their mouths, Wu Yun learned a piece of news that caught his attention.

The overall strength of the Nanman Kingdom has improved by leaps and bounds this time, not naturally, but a few days ago, a man with an extremely strange appearance suddenly came to the Nanman Kingdom and said that he could quickly improve their cultivation, but they had to capture the Yunyue Empire.

"Yu Chengfeng, he is not dead." Wu Yun frowned.

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