"Ah..."
Hu Yifei's piercing scream echoed across the arena. One of his arms, along with his shoulder blade, was torn off. The sight of flesh and blood flying shocked countless powerful figures present.
Long Chen actually ignored the pressure of the arena, didn't even need to open the phenomenon, and appeared right in front of Hu Yifei.
Hu Yifei reacted quickly; he didn't suspect Long Chen had used any cheating tricks. His instinct told him Long Chen was extremely terrifying.
Unfortunately, no matter how fast he reacted, it was useless. Long Chen interrupted his chance to admit defeat, tore off his arm, and kicked him in the chest.
With a loud explosion, the kick looked like a casual kick, but Hu Yifei's chest exploded, the sound of bones cracking echoed, making everyone present feel a pang of pang in their teeth.
At that moment, the entire venue fell into dead silence. Even Lu Ziqiong looked incredulous. Although her intuition told her Long Chen was strong, she hadn't expected him to be this strong.
Lu Ziyu, Lu Chengfeng, and other Lu family disciples witnessed this scene and couldn't help but feel a chill run down their spines; for the first time, they realized their own foolishness.
Previously, they looked down on Long Chen and Mo Nian, provoking him in all sorts of ways. Now that Long Chen had made his move, they finally understood that in front of Long Chen, they were nothing but a bunch of clowns.
"Rumble... Long
Chen kicked Hu Yifei flying, sending him flying to the end of the arena, crashing into the barrier and spurting blood.
"Step step step ..."
Long Chen walked calmly, neither fast nor slow, still at his previous pace, step by step walking toward Hu Yifei.
"Take advantage of his illness and kill him. Don't let him survive the impact of the anomaly—finish him off directly." Lu Chengfeng shouted excitedly.
Long Chen was unaffected by the Heavenly Saint's demonic power, while Hu Yifei had to resist the demonic power with his vision. This was the best opportunity for Long Chen to kill Hu Yifei.
"Brother Long Chen is amazing. He actually isn't affected by the pressure of the arena. Brother Mo Nian, how did he do that?" Yufei said excitedly, watching Long Chen's domineering back with eyes full of admiration.
"That kind of demonic power has a big impact on you, but for Long Chen, it's actually barely noticeable—almost nonexistent." Mo Nian explained.
"Then why is that?" This time, even Lu Ziqiong couldn't help but ask.
"If I'm not mistaken, the demonic might on this stage is calculated based on individual demon-slaying power, right?" Mo Nian said.
"Yes, for example, Hu Yifei and I have both slain Heavenly Saint-level monsters, so the pressure from the arena weakens us. The more demons we slay, the less ... the pressure is reduced You mean Long Chen has also slain Heavenly Saint-level demons? And not just one? At this point, Lu Ziqiong covered her mouth with her hand, her eyes full of disbelief.
"I don't know if he has ever slain a Heavenly Saint-level demon, but I do know that the number of demons he has slain is countless. He is not affected by demonic might, which must be related to this." Mo Nian said.
In the Immortal Realm, Mo Nian didn't know, but on the Tianwu Continent, Long Chen fought against the demon clan, slaughtering demons beyond measure.
As for the relationship between demons and demons, Mo Nian didn't understand either, but judging from the current signs, it was likely related to the demon clan powerhouse Long Chen killed.
"Step step step...
The
entire venue fell into dead silence. Long Chen's footsteps sounded like rolling thunder, clearly reaching everyone's ears.
In the distance, Hu Yifei's face twisted with rage. He knew he had no way out. He stared intently at Long Chen, the strange phenomena behind him swirling wildly.
"Hurry up and do it, the Holy Might Assault is about to end." Lu Chengfeng and the others grew anxious in secret. If Saint Might ended, Long Chen's advantage would vanish in an instant.
"Buzz!"
At that moment, the arena suddenly trembled, followed by a loud explosion. Hu Yifei's phenomenon instantly surged, covering most of the arena. In that instant, he lost all restraints.
"Die! Ten thousand swords as one."
Hu Yifei roared, forming hand seals with one hand. Within the blood sea phenomenon, divine light flowed as tens of thousands of sharp swords flew out.
"Buzz!"
Ten thousand swords flew out into a strange phenomenon, instantly merging into one giant sword. As the giant sword appeared, divine might radiated across the battlefield, and the overwhelming pressure made souls tremble.
"So strong. Hu Yifei's previous battle didn't seem to have cost him much." Someone exclaimed that Hu Yifei had used this move before, and it had severely injured Lu Ziqiong.
Now, he was using his old technique again. The pressure of this strike was no weaker than the previous one. Perhaps because of the 'burning the boats' effect, the momentum of this strike was even stronger.
The massive sword blade shot out, carrying a deadly momentum, stabbing straight at Long Chen.
To everyone's surprise, facing Hu Yifei's decisive strike, Long Chen neither unleashed his aura nor summoned any phenomena. He didn't even stop walking, but with a single large hand, he actually grabbed down the giant sword with his bare hand.
"What?"
"Is he crazy?"
"Isn't this way too contemptuous?"
Watching Long Chen's move, the powerful figures present erupted in an uproar, actually taking Hu Yifei's deadly move barehanded.
"Boom!"
Amidst countless shocked gazes, a blood-red divine light appeared on Long Chen's large hand. When the hand was covered by blood-red dragon scales, it struck precisely on the tip of the giant blade.
With a loud explosion, a ripple spread from Long Chen's giant hand and the giant sword, causing the entire arena to tremble, even the barrier on the arena shook along with it.
"How is that possible?"
Hu Yifei looked terrified. Long Chen had actually taken his strongest strike barehanded, without using any divine powers, completely relying on his physical body.
All the powerful figures in the arena were stunned; they had never seen such terrifying power. On Hu Yifei's side, the rune-covered Cao Shaoqing's eyes were now full of shock, clearly stunned by Long Chen's strike.
Long Chen looked at Hu Yifei, who was visibly shocked, and said calmly, "At the city gate, you fought me with your soul power. You lost a move. I said at the time that soul power is my weakness. Do you understand now?" "
Boom!"
After Long Chen finished speaking, he suddenly exerted a powerful force, crushing the giant sword with his force. Tens of thousands of soul swords were reduced to dust under Long Chen's single blow.
"Pfft!"
The moment the giant sword shattered, Hu Yifei spat blood wildly, clutching his head and letting out a piercing scream.
Those sharp swords were all nurtured by his soul power. When the blades shattered, his soul was severely wounded, and his head felt as if it had been torn apart.
"Step step step ..."
Long Chen kept his pace unchanged as he slowly walked toward Hu Yifei, speaking word by word:
"Before I die, I have a word for you: in the face of absolute strength, any so-called scheme is nonsense."
At this moment, Hu Yifei was in so much pain that he was delirious. He didn't even know Long Chen had come before him.
Long Chen slowly extended a finger and touched Hu Yifei's forehead, and a bolt of lightning shot out.
"Pfft!"
The Thunder Sword pierced through Hu Yifei's head, and the screams abruptly stopped. At that moment, the whole world fell silent.
"Dead... Done? Lu
Ziqiong and the others opened their mouths in shock. They never imagined that someone as powerful as Hu Yifei wouldn't even have the strength to struggle against Long Chen.
"Hey, that guy with a face as dirty as a pig's butt, come on. I said before, I'm going to pull your teeth out one by one."
Long Chen stood with his hands behind his back, looking coldly at Cao Shaoqing in the spectator seats across from him. Seeing Long Chen challenge Cao Shaoqing, the entire crowd erupted in shock.