âF*ck!â Andrew couldnât help but swear.
With just a look, Claytonâs spiritual energy bombarded the monster, causing it to explode!
Not killing it, but exploding it!
Was this the power of a man who possessed ten thousand meters wide dao shadow?
âWhatâs wrong? Canât you do it?â Clayton turned his head and asked.
He remembered that Andrewâs spiritual energy was also very strong.
âI can use my spiritual energy to shock it to death, but I canât let make the body of an eighth-grade monster explode,â Andrew replied honestly.
There was indeed a difference, and he had to admit it.
However, Andrew quickly added, âIf I open the window and blow at it, I can blow it up.â
Hmph!
Clayton smiled.
He felt that Andrew was bragging.
Blow up an eighth-grade demon beast in one breath? Why donât you just fly into the sky?
âDo you think... you are the same as me?â Clayton thought to himself.
...
The plane landed at a military base in Alaska.
As soon as he got off the plane, a luxurious car stopped in front of him.
Rolls-Royce...
Andrew looked at the car in front of him.
In fact, in this era, this kind of car was not considered expensive.
Although the decoration and design were luxurious, it was, after all, ordinary material. How expensive could it be?
The truly expensive cars were made of A-grade alloy. It could withstand an eighth-grade golden body warrior for a short period.
However, for powerhouses like Andrew and Clayton, A-grade alloys were actually useless.
A-grade alloys?
Couldnât they be easily broken?
They werenât even as hard as his own skin.
âChief Clayton!â
A man came over and shook hands with Clayton.
From the tyrannical aura on this manâs body, it could be felt that he was also a powerhouse at the Ultimate realm.
However, his strength was far inferior to Claytonâs.
âChief Clayton, youâre finally here! The demon beasts in the north pole have been very violent recently. At the border of the base, there are always conflicts between the beasts and humans. Right now, our base is using backup supplies. The trucks outside canât move in at all.â
This peak expert named Louis seemed to have seen his savior after meeting Clayton.
He remembered something and asked, âChief, didnât you say that you were going to bring the expert who killed the Anaconda King Here? Why donât I see him?â
He looked around and found that Andrew was the only one by Claytonâs side.
Andrewâs aura had obviously not reached the pinnacle state yet.
Standing behind Louis was Johnson.
He was the chief of the Massachusetts Martial Arts Administration and ranked fourth on the ranking of ninth-grade martial saints.
His current cultivation wasnât far from the Ultimate realm.
He looked at Andrew in a daze.
He understood Andrew too well and knew that this young man could do anything.
After a few seconds, Johnson suddenly shouted in shock, âAndrew, is it really you?â
âWhat?â
A few other ninth-grade martial artists and Louis looked over with suspicion. They didnât understand Johnsonâs meaning.
Johnson continued to ask with a face full of shock, âYou killed the Anaconda King?â
Without waiting for Andrew to respond, the few experts beside Johnson laughed.
Although they didnât know Andrew, they had heard of the name of the Grandmaster Thunderblade. After all, they followed the grandmaster ranking that was updated every month.
Last month, Andrew had just entered the list of grandmasters.
He was even ranked second from the bottom of the list of seventh-grade grandmasters.
This kind of person could kill the Water Python King?
A ninth-stage grandmaster looked at Andrew. He had to admit that Andrew was indeed very young. When he was this age, his strength was far from his.
But if it was said that a person at the bottom of the list of seventh stage grandmasters could kill the Water Python King, he wouldnât believe it no matter what.
âJohnson, did you drink too much?â An expert joked.
âItâs impossible for a seventh stage martial grandmaster to kill the Water Python King.â
Johnson ignored them and stared at Andrew.
âTell me, did you kill the Water Python King?â
Andrew felt goosebumps all over his body. He smiled and said, âIf I said it was an accident, would you believe me?â
Everyone immediately looked at Andrew as if they were looking at a monster.
The aura on Andrewâs body wasnât weak.
At least, it wasnât like what was said on the grandmaster ranking, where he was at the bottom of the seventh rank.
They were all ninth rank martial experts, so they could feel the aura coming from Andrewâs body. At the very least, it was at a decent level among eighth-grade martial experts.
âThe aura coming from the Grandmaster Thunderblade seems to be of the eighth rank...â
Eighth Stage Golden Body Realm?
Kill the Anaconda King?
Who would believe it?
In any case, I donât believe it.
These martial experts all had the same thought.
âIt can be considered an eighth stage.â Andrew nodded.
He was now at the eighth stage of the Qi Formation realm, so it wouldnât be a problem for him to be considered an eighth stage martial artist.
âIt can be considered?â
Johnson was about to grit his teeth.
If you can be considered an eighth-stage martial artist, then what are we?
Looking at Johnsonâs eyes that were about to spit fire, Andrew helplessly shrugged his shoulders.
His impression of Johnson was quite good. It seemed that Johnson had treated him to a meal before.
âIt really was an accident!â Andrew continued to explain.
âAt that time, I felt that my cultivation had broken through. I thought that I was invincible in the ninth stage. I just wanted to find a ninth-stage demon beast to fight. In the end, I saw on the internet that the Water Python King was a demon beast at the peak of the ninth stage. However, I didnât expect that it had already broken through to the Ultimate realm. I went to look for it for a fight.â
Johnson: â...â
No matter how one looked at it, it didnât sound right.
Just a moment ago, he said that he was an eighth-grade grandmaster.
Now, he was Invincible in the ninth grade?
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A genius saying something like this was very discouraging!
Louis had been silent the whole time. His gaze was sizing up Andrew in front of him.
With his eyes that were at the pinnacle, he could tell that Andrew was indeed at the eighth stage Golden Body Realm.
Then, he turned his head and looked at Clayton.
Clayton didnât say anything.
This was his silent affirmation.
F*ck!
Louis was shocked, but he didnât show it on the surface.
He stretched out a hand to Andrew. He introduced himself, âLet me introduce myself. My name is Louis. Iâm the person in charge of the Alaska Martial Arts Bureau. I usually guard the arctic circle.â
Andrew also shook his hand.
At the very least, he was a top-notch expert, so he had to give him some face.
âLittle Brother Andrew, youâre lucky and have great strength! Youâre actually able to kill a peak monster beast with a cultivation of the eighth stage. You must know that in the history of us humans cultivating martial arts, this is only the second time that something like this has happened.â
This time, it was Andrewâs turn to be shocked.
The second time?