The former Du Chengfeng was once troubled by the lack of opponents.

As for why there is a lack of opponents, on the one hand, it is because of his temperament, as a pacifist, he has always been friendly, so many times he will not fight with people at all - of course, there will be some unexpected situations, such as the other party must be against him, then on the other hand.

On the other hand, because his fist is big enough, even if the reason doesn't make sense, few people are willing to talk to him about physics.

Sometimes, Du Chengfeng is also wondering why his body has grown so big, although no one thinks there is anything wrong with it on weekdays, but he can still detect this abnormality after all-just when he is 1.9 meters or even 2 meters, he can still say that he is just a little taller, but now, with this body that can be called a little giant, this is completely different.

Maybe it's the influence of evil energy, Du Chengfeng thought about it like this, after all, those evil monsters have huge sizes, and it may also be related to his thoughts, after all, in this idealistic world where all wishes come true, God knows what hell will come out, maybe this huge body represents his yearning for force, and it is the external manifestation of his martial spirit, or rather, this body appeared to fulfill his wish.

He used to just want to live a peaceful life, but after having this huge body and strength, he is really peaceful.

No one wants to be an enemy of him, and no one wants to fight him, not to mention that with his current strength, he really can't find any opponents - he has no enemies, no more opponents, and he has finally achieved what he once wanted, the absolute security of being invincible in the world.

But is this really a good thing?

"I'm afraid it's the worst thing to do."

Du Chengfeng once summed up this.

Without the pressure of the enemy, people will begin to slack, and without the opponent's target, people will lose the direction of their efforts - of course, if this is permanent, then it may be okay, and it is probably not bad to live peacefully until you die. But Du Chengfeng knows very well that this so-called no opponent is only temporary.

When he slacks off, there will always be people who are studying hard, and when he is standing still, there will always be people who are advancing by leaps and bounds...... The word strong is always relative, there will always be times when he is not strong, once he can't adapt to the new era, it will become inevitable to be eliminated.

If you don't want to be eliminated, if you still want to maintain this strength, then you have to look for opponents, then you have to look for enemies, take advantage of the pressure brought by opponents, fight strong enemies, and integrate what you have learned and thought in battle, so as to make yourself continue to be strong.

However, this kind of thing is a very illogical thing, when he was still a weak person, he had to defeat those terrible strong enemies to survive, but when he became a strong man, the terrible strong enemies became a luxury - now how much he wants a strong man like Wu Zhao, or Nanchen Taizu to fight him, if it really can't work, Su Xiqing He can accept it.

But now, even if Su Xiqing stands in front of him, I'm afraid he won't be able to withstand his casual slap.

This is the biggest drawback brought about by being strong, the once strong enemy is already as weak as a child in his eyes, even Nanchen Taizu, and even Wu Zhao...... They may have been formidable and formidable opponents in the past, but now, if these people can still stand in front of him, I am afraid that they will only be full of flaws, and they will not be able to take a single move.

It's like, toddlers.

Beating a young child is naturally not going to make a person stronger, and this kind of thing is not interesting or fulfilling—of course, it may be a way to show off force, but if you indulge in this kind of self-entertaining show-off, then this is the end of his life.

So he didn't have any strange martial arts tournaments like the emperor, and he didn't think it would be interesting to defeat those who couldn't beat him in the first place.

But where is he going to look for someone who can beat him?

Du Chengfeng was troubled by this for a while.

Until that glimmer of inspiration cuts through my mind.

"That's right! It's a toddler! ”

Just before, when he was training the young emperor, he suddenly realized that the real solution was true.

If he just relied on searching, he might not be able to find any reliable opponents in his life, which he had already tried, but what if he ...... Don't you look for it?

It's like a young child who will always grow up, he just needs to wait for these young children to grow up and become stronger, isn't there a lot of opponents everywhere?

Of course, if it's just like this, it's not enough, after all, young children grow up, it takes too much time as a cost, and he may not be able to wait patiently until that time, you must know that this is often a ten-year, or even decades-long growth time, it's really not a matter of patience.

Fortunately, in this ghostly world of idealism, everything is possible.

"As long as you pour my strength into it, they will definitely become stronger!"

Thinking like this, Du Chengfeng punched Huangtian in the face again.

"Just pour my power into your body, and you will definitely become stronger!"

While saying this, Du Chengfeng shook his fist again and again at the emperor in front of him.

One punch, two punches, three punches...... Even Du Chengfeng himself couldn't count how many punches he had thrown, he only knew that he had been for a long time, for a long, long time, and had not hit a target of his height like now, at this moment he was no longer a giant, he no longer needed to hang his head to look at people, he just needed to look up at his opponent, and then hit his own fist.

But that's not enough.

It's not enough, it's not enough, he wants more, more!

"Do you feel it! That's power! ”

Punch after punch smashed, and Huangtian's body became bigger and bigger.

"Hahaha! Poured in! It's all poured in! That's your power! Do you feel how powerful it is? ”

"Woooooooo

Huang Tian tried his best to make a little sound, but at this moment, he couldn't even say half a word.

Strength, surging power, that raging power, that ragy wave of power was brutally poured into his body, rushing wantonly in his body - yes, he could feel that he should have become stronger, even stronger, this absolute violence that controlled everything, this unprecedented absolute power, almost made him cool to the sky.

But is he really in control?

He can't control it, he can't control it at all, not to mention the power in his body, he can't even control his own body - just because his body is still growing, and the huge power is still pulling his body, which makes him unable to control his body.

It is true that he now has a huge amount of power, but at the moment, he is not a suitable carrier who can carry this power.

And so, that power began to shape him, to make him a form capable of carrying himself.

This process is undoubtedly extremely painful, just like being burned thousands of times in a blazing fire, just like being hammered thousands of times on iron felt, at this moment the emperor can't even even think, he can only passively bear this pain.

Perhaps death would have been a good outcome, at least not to suffer this living sin.

But now he can't even die.

That power is too big, too strong, it just wants to make him stronger, so that his container can exert this strength, as for the will of this container, it doesn't matter, if the container wants to break itself, it will be better, and the broken container can carry more if it is repaired again.

Just like now, under the originally strong skin on Huangtian's body, lines gradually bloomed, which was a manifestation of the skin being stretched out, a manifestation of excessive bulging muscles, but immediately, those lines would disappear again, become intact, and then bloom and disappear again, and in the process of growing up again and again, Huangtian's body also rose up like a balloon.

Until his head hit the ceiling.

What is your height today? More than a dozen zhang? Or is it more than twenty feet? The Emperor didn't remember it well, he only remembered that it was a sacred place for him to gather his worshippers, and that the building was built to be extremely tall - but for him now, the building was still too small for him to even stand up completely.

It was at this time that he suddenly felt that the fist on his body stopped.

The power that poured into his body was no longer recklessly rambling.

"That's pretty much it."

Looking at the emperor in front of him, who was much taller than himself and was simply a real giant, Du Chengfeng nodded with satisfaction.

Theoretically, this kind of thing is definitely fairer.

But what he wanted was never fair.

What he wants is a strong enemy, an opponent who is stronger than himself, an enemy who can put pressure on him, an object that can give him his full attention.

And now, although he has not yet found such a strong enemy, he has already shaped it for himself with his own hands.

"You've finally become an adult."

Looking up at the emperor who had already pierced the ceiling, Du Chengfeng's heart was full of a sense of accomplishment.

"Finally, finally ......"

"Finally."

In the air, there was a thunderous sigh from the emperor.

Finally, the power in his body stopped raging, finally, he ended this endless pain and suffering, and finally, he survived to the end of everything.

Finally, he gained strength.

It's not a mental force, it's not a bad spirit, it's the most essential, and it doesn't need to be described in any way.

"Maybe I should thank you."

Tearing open the roof of the building under his feet, Huang Tian lowered his head slightly, looking down at the figure at his feet, which was not much bigger than a mouse.

Yes, maybe he really should be thankful, after all, without the other party's toss, he can't control such a strong power - turning that physical and mental strength into a vision, just to make the opponent stronger, he has never heard of this kind of thing, but this kind of thing that pigs won't do is placed in front of him.

It was obviously a life-and-death fight, but the other party took the initiative to give him all the power, making him stronger, and making him as strong as a real god......

Is there something wrong with this person's brain?

But this kind of thing doesn't matter, anyway, he already has the power itself, as for what the monster thinks, it doesn't matter - just take it as luck, anyway, he just needs to erase this rat, just crush this ......

“…… Well? ”

Huang Tian's brows furrowed slightly.

Theoretically, this monster should be crushed to death by him.

But judging by the results of the milling just now......

He didn't grind.

“…… How can it be? ”

Huangtian's brows furrowed, and his hands clenched into fists.

He was too big to have any suitable blades, so he had to use his fists for the time being—but with his current strength, it didn't matter what he could use.

This is the surplus that only the real strong can enjoy, it doesn't matter what you use, whether it's a blade or a fist, it's just an aid to release your power, as long as the strength is strong enough, even if it's an ordinary punch, it can ......

"Boom-"

With a single punch, the originally splendid building collapsed.

This is only the aftermath of that punch, and the place that was really hit by that punch has been completely dented, and under this terrifying destructive power, there will be no living creatures alive at all.

"That's right! That's what I want! ”

Without waiting for the emperor to make any moves, under this killing giant fist, a shout suddenly came.

"That's what I want!"

“…… You're not dead yet? ”

Looking at the tiny figure in the huge pit that was covered in blood and couldn't even stand, Huangtian's brows furrowed even tighter.

Theoretically, this should be his victory, just one punch has already abolished all the combat abilities of this monster, no matter how you look at it, it is his complete victory.

But he always had a sense of foreboding.

Similar scenes...... He seems to have seen it before?

"That's right! That's it! It's finally a bit of intensity! ”

The rat on the ground who had been smashed into the pit actually stood up again, and the monster covered in blood was still screaming.

"Come on! Again! Hard! ”

"......"

No matter how strong the sense of foreboding in his heart was, the emperor still hit it, this killing punch.

How ominous can it be? Now he has absolute violence, as long as he is strong enough, as long as he kills this monster as quickly as possible, then there will be no problem, he must kill this monster as quickly as possible...... Be sure to be fast! Be sure to be fast! No matter how slow it is, it's too late!

"What's too late?"

When the thought crossed his mind, Huang Tian was suddenly stunned.

Why would he think that? Isn't he the one who won......

"Whew-"

The light of fire and the light of the sword bloomed in his eyes at the same time.

It seems that it is not him who won.

(End of chapter)