Bab 990: Battle for the Title of Number One Prodigy

Zhao Lun laughed loudly, and said, "You're still too weak to challenge me for the title of number one prodigy!"

As he spoke, a deafening sound echoed from his nine-meter-tall golden body.

Like arrows being fired one after another, his fists relentlessly beat down on Ling Han. It was as if his attacks would never stop.

Everyone was stunned by Zhao Lun's overwhelming might. 'As expected of the number one prodigy of the past 1000 years. His might is truly formidable, and even if he battles someone at the same cultivation level of the peak stage of the medium extreme, how many can stand firm under such a vicious barrage of attacks?'

Ling Han humphed, and activated his divine patterns of gravity.

Zhao Lun instantly felt as if he were bogged down in mud. He stepped forward with a foot, yet his other foot was surprisingly impossible to lift off the ground. He couldn't help but stagger.

"Divine patterns of gravity!" Zhao Lun humphed.