The anger that erupted from afar was a middle-aged man in a black robe with short hair who looked to be about forty years old, not only did he not have half of the most representative big belly and bald head of a middle-aged man of this age, but his figure was extremely eye-catching, tall and burly, lean and strong.

At this time, his two steel-cast iron legs were running towards the place where Gong Fanlin was lying in the distance with all his might, and the muscles of his whole body under the close-fitting black robe were even more exaggeratedly bulging and convex, and at first glance, he was frantically erupting with terrifying brute force, and the whole person looked like a hideous humanoid beast that was eager to protect the calf.

This person is the current owner of the Crazy Lion Martial Arts Pavilion - Gong Yibo!

"Van Lin! My son! As soon as he stepped into the Rock Academy, he couldn't believe that his most beloved son Gong Fanlin had been burned all over his body at this time, and his flesh and blood were blurred, and there was almost no complete skin, and even between his shouts, the scarlet blood of the big beach was still gushing out from his body surface wildly, and it seemed that he had been tortured by such inhumane severe pain and torture, and he was almost free of breath, and Gong Yibo, who was temporarily out of reach, could only speak hoarsely, and immediately gave orders, grief-stricken, and his eyes were about to split!

"Dad! Father! It hurts me! Come on...... Help, ......", not far away, the earth-shattering roar that sounded closer and closer was in the ears of Gong Fanlin, who was already seriously injured and dying at this time, it was like a heavenly sound, and when he saw that the biggest backer had finally arrived, he immediately clenched his teeth and endured the severe pain, desperately shouting for help.

"Alas, alas, listen! Daddy is here, Daddy is here! Van Lin, if you endure it, it won't hurt in a while! Drink! Gong Yibo finally arrived sweating profusely, and then with a loud shout, he suddenly frantically swallowed out a layer of vigorous and terrifying light red body protection spiritual power, and carefully began to nourish and repair Gong Fanlin's broken body by pressing his palm.

"Oh my God, Super Warrior! Gong Yibo actually succeeded in advancing to a super martial artist! It's over, it's over! Seeing this layer of dazzling light red body protection spiritual power that had been condensed into substance, the eyes of Gong Fanlin's crying father and calling for help a moment ago were full of ridicule and disdain, and all of them instantly turned into a thick sense of vigilance, jealousy, and resentment.

Everyone knows that the strength of a super martial artist who has successfully advanced to the top can be said to have been tempered to the extreme, and the overall force value of each item is simply a geometric increase like a rocket. And what's even more enviable is that they have successfully opened the mysterious soul sea, and automatically gave birth to all kinds of terrifying powers with infinite power, and the most intuitive one of them is that the whole body has condensed a layer of body protection spiritual power that can perfectly defend the body that can kill the first-order king beast with one shot, not to mention the powerful talent ability skill that can crush the body refining martial artist with one enemy and ten places.

The color of the spiritual power body born through the transformation of the soul sea is divided into seven colors: red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, and purple from low to high, which can most clearly and conspicuously divide the different ranks and strength of super martial artists.

At this time, the light red spiritual power body gushing out of Gong Yibo, the master of the Crazy Lion Martial Arts Pavilion, was the most obvious sign that he had successfully advanced to become a first-order super martial artist!

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Force majeure must go to bed early and make up tomorrow, sorry.