With a thunderous explosion, Zhao Qingtian was forced backward, and Long Wuyang was sent flying backward by the opponent's power. Although he was knocked back again, he was met with cheers from the entire crowd.
Because at this moment, Zhao Qingtian was holding a golden long-handled battle blade. He no longer dared to be arrogant and finally wielded his weapon.
Unexpectedly, Long Wuyang's strike was so powerful that he staggered several steps sideways. At that moment, Zhao Qingtian was both shocked and furious, feeling utterly humiliated, especially since the cheers were practically mocking him.
"Beautiful, this Long Wuyang is brave and resourceful. Maybe he can last three moves." In the spectator seats, Qin Feng couldn't help but applaud.
"What do you mean?" Long Ziwei and Gui Jiu clearly couldn't understand and hurriedly asked.
They didn't know that with a full strike just now, Long Wuyang couldn't shake Zhao Qingtian. But after retreating, he counterattacked again, forcing the opponent to draw their weapons and retreat. None of them understood what had happened.
"Long Wuyang's first strike was knocked back, absorbing much of Zhao Qingtian's power. In the second spin, he conserved and stacked his power, releasing both his opponent's strength and his own."
Zhao Qingtian was essentially attacked by both his opponent and his own power, so he suffered a hidden loss. Look! Qin Feng said hurriedly.
"Buzz!"
At that moment, Long Wuyang was sent flying and crashed into the arena's barrier. The barrier was soft, and he was bounced back. However, the moment he was bounced back, his speed instantly surged to the limit, crashing toward Zhao Qingtian like a meteor.
"What?"
At that moment, even Long Qianxue and the others were moved. This Long Wuyang was so clever—being knocked back the second time, he absorbed the opponent's power in the same way.
And the moment he used the barrier's power to launch himself, he instantly merged his own power, combining the opponent's power with the barrier's power, making the three one and one.
Long Wuyang's speed was extreme, giving Zhao Qingtian no time to react. With his staff, carrying all his strength, he smashed it down fiercely at Zhao Qingtian.
Zhao Qingtian hadn't expected his opponent to be so cunning. In the second move, he suffered a hidden loss, using his own power against him, causing chaos among his internal forces. Just as he calmed down, the opponent's third move arrived, giving him no chance to catch his breath or recover.
"Earth Gate Thousand Layers!"
Zhao Qingtian shouted sharply. On the arena before him, massive gates appeared, condensing dozens of layers in one breath.
"Boom boom boom...
Yet in the face of Long Wuyang's strike, they were so fragile that they were pierced through in an instant. The long staff mercilessly smashed toward Zhao Qingtian, who slashed fiercely with his battle blade.
"Boom!"
Amid the explosion, the arena collapsed into a large crater. Long Wuyang and Zhao Qingtian simultaneously spat out mouthfuls of blood, sending Zhao Qingtian flying backward and crashing hard into the arena's barrier.
Seeing Zhao Qingtian injured, countless people cried out in shock, though even more cheered. Long Wuyang had injured his opponent, and even if he ultimately lost, it would still be a great honor.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, the arena trembled, and a massive Destiny Wheel lit up. The wheel was enormous, covering the entire arena, and a blade flash slashed toward Long Wuyang like lightning.
Long Wuyang hurriedly swung his staff to block. With a loud explosion, the Panlong Staff was shattered by Zhao Qingtian's blade. The blade's energy struck his chest, the immense force tearing through his chest. If not for the Panlong Staff's resistance, this strike would have shredded him to pieces.
"Die!" Zhao Qingtian's
eyes seemed reddened as he stabbed Long Wuyang straight at the forehead. This was clearly an attempt to kill him. At that moment, the Long family's experts cried out in alarm. If it weren't for the arena's barrier blocking them, they would have rushed forward to save him.
"Pfft!"
Zhao Qingtian stabbed down with his blade, piercing through the arena. But Long Wuyang, who had been lying there, was nowhere to be seen. People turned to look at the edge of the arena and saw Long Chen standing quietly holding a golden scepter, with Long Wuyang lying right beside him.
"This ..."
This time, even Long Qianxue and the others were shocked. Long Chen's movements were so fast that even they couldn't see clearly. His movement was almost ghostly.
On the arena, Long Chen looked at Zhao Qingtian's twisted face, a mocking smile appearing at the corner of his mouth: "I used to look down on you, and now I look down on you even more."
Earlier, someone had glared and said, 'If you can survive three moves, you'll win. But what happened?' Three moves left him coughing up blood.
Not only refusing to admit defeat, but even suddenly killing someone—I just don't get it. Were ancient people this shameless? Or is it just you? "
You..."
Zhao Qingtian was furious. Long Chen's words were like a series of slaps across the face. He had boasted too much before, and now there was no way to end it.
"Although I look down on you, there are things about you that I admire. How do you manage to eat the crap you defecated yourself without flinching?" Long Chen asked.
Long Chen's words nearly choked Zhao Qingtian. The strong spectators also felt Zhao Qingtian had gone too far, lacking the demeanor of a true master. Hearing Long Chen mock Zhao Qingtian was both satisfying and satisfying.
Long Wuyang, standing beside Long Chen, struggled to get up and saluted him, saying, "Thank you, Chief Judge, for your help. But a loss is a loss. The gap in strength between me and Brother Qingtian is too great."
But I also thank Brother Qingtian. He taught me what true strength is and what the gap is. I'll work even harder in my cultivation from now on. After
Long Wuyang finished speaking, he crushed the nameplate in his hand and was teleported out. When Long Wuyang admitted defeat, he was met with cheers and applause from the entire audience, especially the Long family disciples, who felt extremely proud.
Instead, Zhao Qingtian, who had won, was full of anger but had nowhere to vent. He looked at Long Chen with a sinister expression:
"Just you wait."
After Zhao Qingtian finished speaking, he didn't give Long Chen a chance to speak and simply left the arena.
"Big Fool*"
Long Chen didn't indulge him either, responded directly, then simply walked into the next arena holding the golden scepter.
"Buzz"—
At that moment, an arena opened, and Jiang Wuwang's figure appeared, and his opponent was a contemporary powerhouse of the Ye family.
Upon seeing Long Chen, Jiang Wuwang first nodded, then looked at his opponent and cupped his fists slightly, signaling him to make a move.
Jiang Wuwang's movements were standard but earned applause from the entire audience. Without comparison, there is no harm. With Zhao Qingtian's backdrop, Jiang Wuwang appeared very graceful.
As a result, Jiang Wuwang's opponent used ten moves, but Jiang Wuwang remained on the defensive and did not fight back. The opponent realized the difficulty and eventually gave up.
The third match was Ye Lingxiao, who pierced Ye Lingxiao's chest with a single sword strike, striking fiercely and ruthlessly, leaving him no chance.
"Buzz"
When the fourth arena began, Long Tianrui's fairy-like figure appeared before everyone, drawing cheers from the crowd. Long Tianrui was the idol and dream lover of countless men, a worship that came from the depths of the soul.
When Long Tianrui opened her eyes, she didn't look at her opponent but at Long Chen. Just as she was about to speak, Long Chen interrupted:
"Stop talking nonsense, the match begins!"