This time, Hathaway was silent again.

Because the manager said that it really makes sense.

A person may be able to defeat someone stronger than himself, but there is almost no possibility of defeating himself.

When Han Ze heard this, he smiled: "Maybe it's because you didn't meet me."

"Oh?" The manager narrowed his eyes and looked at Han Ze and said, "Can you defeat yourself?"

"Just try it." Han Ze said with a curve on his lips, "Let's take action!"

Han Ze's original intention of founding the Emperor's Taoist Art was to break the original shackles of his own and transcend himself.

"Start the martial arts temple!" the manager spoke.

As he finished speaking, Hathaway felt that the space in front of him suddenly became distorted, and then he appeared in the starry sky.

In the starry sky, there is a huge square floating, which is even larger than an ordinary planet.

Han Ze and the manager have already stood in the square, but now, Hathaway has no choice but to tell who is the manager and who is Han Ze, because their expressions and auras are exactly the same.

"Here, we should be able to use the power that truly belongs to the God Refining Realm..." Han Ze murmured to himself.

The realm of refining the gods is divided according to the standards on the source star. It is the strongest person that a star-level civilization can be born. A civilization can only give birth to that one.

Because the resources required for such a strong man are too huge, once someone enters the realm of refining the gods, the remaining resources of this stellar civilization are not enough to cultivate a cultivator in the realm of refining the gods.

If you want to cultivate this level of cultivator, you can only wait for the entire civilization's resources to be restored. The time for this resource to be restored is exactly the life of a spiritual practitioner.

Not only the spiritual refining, but also the same principle is true for the strongest practitioner of the Taoist realm born from the more advanced zodiac civilization, and the practitioner of the next great realm born from the galaxy civilization.

Therefore, under normal circumstances, only one supreme will be born in a world. If more supremes appear, you can only plunder resources.

But on earth, Han Ze not only saw many spiritual cultivation practitioners, but also saw virtual cultivation practitioners who could only appear in zodiac civilizations.

This situation is not normal.

However, the cultivation level of these people is not the real cultivation level at that level. Compared with the real cultivation level, the combat power is lower.

And Han Ze's combat power has naturally been unable to be displayed normally.

Logically speaking, it is completely easy for a cultivator of the God Refining Realm to destroy a national civilization.

But now Han Ze's strength can only barely destroy a small country.

At this moment, Han Ze stood on this arena and felt that the divine power in his body was more smooth, and the speed of the divine power in the sea of ​​divine is also accelerating.

"Yes, here you can use your true strength." The manager said, and then he clenched his fists: "I didn't expect that your strength will actually improve again under this situation."

The manager looked at Han Ze: "I am not very optimistic about whether you can obtain the right to use weapons."

Han Ze chuckled and said, "It's enough for me to be optimistic."

Then, Han Ze suddenly let out a long roar, his eyes were like lightning, and his divine power was boiling, and he rushed towards the manager opposite.

This feeling of unobstructed body made Han Ze's fighting spirit burn, making him unable to help but fight.

On Han Ze's right arm, runes flowed, condensed into a green dragon, wrapping around his entire arm.

Opposite, the manager rushed towards Han Ze, and the red clouds bloomed all over his body. On his left arm, there was also a blue dragon entanglement.

On Han Ze's other palm, runes were radiant and a vermilion bird appeared, carrying a terrifying fire all over his body.

The manager also had a Suzaku on his other palm.

Han Ze's right fist blasted out, the dragon roared and shook the sky, the scales were covered with cold light, and the entire blue dragon seemed to be poured from blue gold, with a huge pressure.

When Han Ze waved his left palm, the Vermillion Bird hissed, and a sword sound came from above the feathers, and the fire was surging.

Opposite, the blue dragon roared and the supreme bird was hissed.

The moves of the two are synchronized, exactly the same.

The manager is like a mirror, completely copying Han Ze's every move and even his magical moves.

boom!

The blue dragon collided, and the Vermilion Bird flapped its wings.

The vast square was flooded with brilliant light, and that place was so dazzling, like two suns colliding together.

The dragon scales exploded, the Vermilion Bird feathers flew, and two figures intersected.

Han Ze's body just paused on the ground, turned over and rushed towards the manager.

At the same time, Han Ze was making gestures with both hands.

Around his body, green grass appeared.

The grass had only three clusters of leaves, but each leaf was sharp and slender, looking like three small swords gathered together.

At this time, such grass appeared one after another around Han Ze's body.

The same is true around the manager's body, with grass growing and sword intent spreading.

"cut!"

In the end, the two spoke almost at the same time.

boom!

In an instant, the grass around the two men swayed and dispersed, turning into 108,000 swords, and rushed towards the opposite side.

The sword intent was roaring, and the green sword light was surging, cutting the surrounding space.

Then, all the swords were hit by the tips and broke one after another.

In the void, countless green spots of light fell. When you look closely, they were all broken into pieces of green leaves.

"Is this his true strength?" Hathaway whispered.

The strength Han Ze has shown now is like a myth. Hathaway wouldn't have believed it at all if it had not been seen with his own eyes.

This kind of power can easily destroy a small country.

Han Ze and the manager stood on the square where the grass fell, facing each other from afar.

"I admit that you are very strong, even outrageously strong." The manager said: "But your divine power will eventually be exhausted, but I cannot exhaust my energy."

When the divine power is exhausted, Han Ze will never have the possibility of defeating the other party again.

"You won't wait until that moment." Han Ze said, his face solemn.

Han Ze wanted to use a powerful attack to make the opponent's conversion speed unable to keep up, but now it seems that this strategy has failed.

This artificial intelligence is very fast. You know, this is an old antique from the Lant people ten thousand years ago.

"I really hope that you can really do what you said." The manager said: "I just saw your strength, and now it's time for you to see my strength."

Buzz!

After the manager finished speaking, behind him, a tall figure slowly emerged []
Chapter completed!