Li Xiaoyao actually said this on purpose, because nothing in the world has ever been so simple. If he can cultivate the 'Foreign Spirit Art' to the top level in one year, then his father can only reach this level after spending decades of effort.
, doesn’t this mean that my talent is dozens of times stronger than that of my father!
As expected, Li Xiaoyao's father sneered: "You brat is dreaming! If you can reach this level in one year, then the world will not be in chaos. Let's just let you be the king of the United Nations!"
Li Zhenhua was not angry, but smiled and said: "Wuya, let him know what the strength of a ninth-grade superpower is!"
"Why, it's a competition. I've only been practicing for half a year. Isn't this bullying me? I seriously protest!"
Li Xiaoyao reacted and said immediately.
"Boy, are you ready?"
Li Wuya suddenly laughed, as if he had already wanted to teach Li Xiaoyao a lesson.
"What are you preparing for? Dad, how do you want to bully me? Be careful, I will complain to my mother!"
Li Xiaoyao said with a smile, but he jumped up from the recliner and stood opposite his father.
Seeing Li Xiaoyao in a fighting posture, Li Zhenhua suddenly burst into laughter, which made Li Xiaoyao feel a little baffled.
"Dad, isn't this just a one-on-one fight? Come on, I'll be waiting! At worst, I'll be beaten by you, and I'll complain later."
Li Xiaoyao said very freely, and in his heart he was eager to fight with the master, and his whole aura gradually emanated.
When the single-minded Li Xiaoyao showed his momentum, Li Wuya nodded slightly, while Li Zhenhua narrowed his eyes as he smiled.
In half a year, Li Xiaoyao gained such momentum that Li Zhenhua felt very satisfied. His talent really surpassed that of everyone in the Li family.
In terms of talent alone, Li Zhenhua believed that he was much better than his son. He never had great expectations for Li Xiaoyao, but he had the intention to plant flowers but not the willows to create a shade.
Li Xiaoyao only practiced the 'Foreign Spirit Art' for half a year and reached his current strength. Li Zhenhua thought that he could not achieve it, so he felt relieved.
Li Wuya was even happier in his heart, but he hid all this. His son finally gained a face for himself, and gained a face in front of his father. This made Li Wuya couldn't help but glance at Li Zhenhua.
"Why aren't you here yet? Dad, don't put so much pressure on me! Just come for the competition. The feeling of waiting is even more depressing than waiting to die!"
Li Xiaoyao smiled and said, knowing that he was definitely not his father's opponent, but he just didn't want to lose too badly, so he was 100% energetic.
"Xiaoyao, please remember, I don't want to undermine your self-confidence, I just want you to know that there is a world outside the world, and there are people outside the world! You have just started to crawl on the road of superpowers, and you will have to work harder to practice in the future.
You won’t be knocked down by others.”
Li Wuya said word by word, with a serious expression on his face, while Li Xiaoyao nodded solemnly, still a little disdainful of his father's words.
"I am coming!"
Li Wuya's body did not move, he was still sitting firmly on the recliner, but he shouted coldly,
"What's going on! How is this possible!"
Li Xiaoyao was stunned when he heard this, and immediately felt a strong pressure. The air around him seemed to be imprisoned in an instant, and some invisible force came toward him from the air.
The feeling came very suddenly, like seeing a ball of fire thrown into the glacier, and the flames were simply irresistible.
After resisting for less than three seconds, Li Xiaoyao felt his body begin to tremble. He used his powers to the limit, but he still felt a cold aura surrounding him.
"Why can't I move!"
Li Xiaoyao wanted to wave his hands to resist this pressure, but found that his hands and feet seemed to be bound and could not move at all. Not only that, Li Xiaoyao felt as if his feet were rooted, and he could not lift them up to move.
"Xiaoyao, have you felt what strength is?"
Li Zhenhua smiled faintly, and Li Xiaoyao just wanted to answer, but found that he couldn't speak, and he couldn't even nod.
"This is just momentum confinement. Now I'm going to let you feel the power of ice."
Li Wuya said coldly, an icy light-like substance suddenly shot out from his eyes, and the surrounding space continued to cool down, falling below zero in an instant.
Li Xiaoyao secretly cursed his father for being such a powerful pervert who could restrain himself without even lifting a finger. But before all this was over, a sound of hiss suddenly came from the space around him.
The air began to solidify, and a lot of ice rays quickly gathered towards his body. In just a few minutes, Li Xiaoyao felt that his body was already covered with thick layers of ice.
A cold and biting pain was felt on his body. These frosts were different from ordinary frosts and were much more powerful. Li Xiaoyao was very depressed to find that his supernatural powers were also imprisoned in this layer of frost.
The frost on his body quickly increased to half a foot. Soon, Li Xiaoyao knew that he had turned into an ice sculpture, while his father looked at him quietly.
From this angle, Li Xiaoyao could see the smile in his father's eyes, as if he was saying, boy, you understand now!
Li Xiaoyao still doesn't understand why his fifth-grade psychic master has no ability to resist at all, and his father doesn't move at all. If he really has a grudge against him, wouldn't it be wrong?
Instant kill!
Li Xiaoyao thought of this word, just like the moment when his head was shot by a sniper gun. Maybe his father used his superpower to kill him instantly, which would make him faster!
If the frost turns into the shape of a knife, can my body resist it?
Thinking about this, Li Xiaoyao truly understood what his father said. It turned out that superpowers can be cultivated to such a powerful level. This has reached the point where he can get whatever he wants.
"Wuya, that's enough, don't frostbite the child!"
Li Zhenhua smiled and said, as if by accident, he gently waved his sleeves towards Li Xiaoyao.
Suddenly, Li Xiaoyao could feel a kind of warmth through the ice, as if there was wind blowing outside. In less than a second, all the ice on his body was evaporated and then disappeared.
"Wow, you two are both perverts, each one more perverted than the other!"
Li Xiaoyao said loudly, finding that he could move freely.
Before all this was over, Li Xiaoyao felt that his feet were being dragged off the ground by a force.