The entire venue was shaking. Everyone was so shaken that they almost started dancing.
Why?
Because Ye Xingchen was grabbing Ling Li's legs and punching him from left to right, right to left, shaking the ground and affecting the nearby buildings.
Although the audience was worried that the arena would suddenly collapse, they couldn't help but look at the arena. They looked at the man who had the strength to pick up a mountain. The more they looked, the more engrossed they became.
There were many ways to abuse others, but most of them were related to punching and kicking. Ye Xingchen was grabbing Ling Li's legs and punching him from both sides. It was really a violent aesthetic.
Especially the sound.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
Listen, are the punches hitting the flesh?
Listen again, are the flesh hitting the ground?
It was really wonderful, like the sound of nature, making people feel refreshed.
Everyone's souls gradually drifted away with the sound of Ling Li hitting the floor and rubbing against the soil. Then, they couldn't help but shake their shoulders.
Wow.
They danced so well.
"…"
On the floating arena, the anger in the Celestial Devil Emperor's eyes slowly increased.
He couldn't accept that his most important foster son was being played by a disciple of the Sect of All Times.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, another sound came from the arena.
The audience who were dancing in the distance withdrew their souls and looked over.
On the collapsed arena, Ling Li was lying in a deep pit with his legs on the ground. The clothes he was wearing were torn from the friction.
"Thud."
Ye Xingchen squatted down, grabbed Ling Li's hair with one hand, and lifted his head. "Are you comfortable?"
"…"
Ling Li, whose face was covered in blood, was silent.
The violent collision had damaged his meridians.
"Don't worry."
Ye Xingchen dragged him out of the pit by his hair like a dead dog. Then, he lifted him up in front of everyone and said coldly, "Your performance is over. Mine has just begun."
"Bang — — —"
After that, he kicked Ling Li into the sky.
Everyone subconsciously raised their heads and looked over, only to see that guy arching his back and flying into the clouds.
"Whoosh whoosh!"
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!"
On the stage, Ye Xingchen spread out his arms and gathered a powerful energy between his palms.
"Could it be …"
While some people were guessing, they saw streams of cannonballs exploding from the bottom to the top.
"Peng peng peng!"
"Peng peng peng!"
Swift Reaper, who had flown to the highest point and was about to fall, was suddenly hit by the streamer cannonballs one after another. His entire body was instantly sent flying even higher, leaving dents of varying degrees on his body.
The pallbearers, who were hidden in the dark, put on their sunglasses and suits, ready to welcome the upcoming business.
"This is too ruthless!"
Some of the audience couldn't stand it anymore.
Based on the current situation, Ye Xingchen clearly had the absolute advantage. He could have easily killed Ye Xingchen, but Ye Xingchen did not kill him. Instead, Ye Xingchen ravaged Ye Xingchen in public.
Boom — — — —
Just at this moment, Ling Li fell from the sky onto the stage like a pile of mud.
At this moment, he was covered in wounds.
However, Ye Xingchen had used just the right amount of strength when he attacked. He had even calculated the damage he would cause when he landed. That was why Ling Li was in a heavily injured state, but his life was not in danger.
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Thud.
Ye Xingchen walked over, picked Ling Li up again, and kicked him into the sky again.
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Whoosh!
"Peng peng peng!"
"Boom!"
"…"
Under the repeated beatings, Ling Li flew up one moment and fell the next.
The audience's eyes moved up and down. Their initial excitement gradually turned into boredom.
Everyone liked to watch violent aesthetics, but they would eventually get tired of it.
Half an hour later.
Ling Li was once again sunk into the stage.
He was still alive and could think. He could clearly feel the pain from every inch of his skin and every muscle.
"Awesome!"
Li Tiankang roared.
A few years ago, Big Senior Sister and He Wudi had tortured Ling Li in the Interstellar Tournament, which could be considered as helping him take revenge. However, it was still a little lacking. Today, Big Senior Brother Ye had made up for it completely. It was a real O!
Peng!
Ye Xingchen walked over again. He lifted his foot and stepped on the back of Ling Li's head. He said coldly, "If you met me in the Interstellar Tournament, you wouldn't have the courage to stand here."
My Night Emperor.
He was still arrogant.
"…"
Ling Li, whose face was buried in the pit, did not move.
However, his bruised hands were tightly clenched. The pain in his body could not compare to the pain in his heart.
With the goal of winning the championship, he went to the Cangyun major.
In the end, he barely made it to the finals.
Because of this, he lost the trust of his adoptive father, suffered the ridicule of his adoptive brothers, and even lost the love of his heart.
He was unwilling.
How could he be willing!
Huff! Huff!
Ling Li, who was under his foot, emitted a majestic aura. This made Ye Xingchen stunned.
I have tortured him thousands of times. How can he still release his aura?
Something is up.
"Pa!"
"Pa!"
Ling Li's hands supported himself on the ground. He slowly raised his head against Ye Xingchen's foot. His ferocious face was filled with murderous intent. He said, "What I have experienced all these years is thousands of times more painful than being kicked around by you!"
This sentence contained a complex emotion.
Jun Changxiao caught it. He held his chin and said, "He must have a story that no one knows."
"Story, story!"
The system could not take it anymore and roared, "You met all of them!"
"And then?"
Ye Xingchen retracted his foot.
Huff!
Ling Li stood up shakily. He struggled to stand straight.
His hands were hanging by his side. His face was covered in blood and bruises. He looked even more like a zombie.
"I failed once and lost everything," Ling Li said with his head lowered.
He did not win the championship of the Cangyun major Interstellar Tournament. The death of the person he loved drove him completely crazy. He even volunteered to go to the Demonic Abyss Valley to experience unimaginable training. In the end, he was sublimated in anger and broke through to the half-step Phecda Realm.
No words could describe how terrifying the training Ling Li experienced when he was cultivating in the Demonic Abyss Valley.
Ye Xingchen's torture was terrifying, right?
No.
It was nothing.
Therefore, even though he was seriously injured, Ling Li did not fall. Because the determination in his heart was still motivating him. Because the girl in the sky was still waiting for him to win the championship.
"This time!"
"I won't lose!"
"I can't lose!"
Ling Li tore off the tattered clothes on his body. His chest and back were full of wounds.
These were not caused by Ye Xingchen. They had been there since he was young. They were the best proof that he was able to survive.
Huff huff!
Huff huff!
Blood-colored lines spread out.
"This is troublesome!" Jian Guixu said, "This kid has awakened the Heavenly Devil Emperor bloodline!"
"…"
Gu Tianxing frowned.
In the Interstellar Tournament, that guy had awakened it. Although he was still defeated by He Wudi in seconds.
However …
This time was different from the last time.
It was obvious that Ling Li's strength was much stronger than before.
Moreover, from the anger and killing intent that spread out, as well as the complicated emotions that appeared in his eyes, one could infer that he must have experienced something in the past few years.
"…"
Ye Xingchen's gaze gradually turned serious.
What he cared about was not the terrifying aura that suddenly erupted from Ling Li, but the graceful figure standing in the distance from the corner of his eyes.
However, when he looked at it seriously, the figure disappeared into thin air, as if it was an illusion.
"The champion of the finals …"
Ling Li activated his bloodline to the extreme and roared, "It's mine!"
"Boom — — —" Ye Xingchen suddenly appeared in front of him and punched him in the chest.
It was very powerful, without any ink.
Ling Li widened his eyes, opened his mouth, and flew out of the arena like a cannonball. He crashed into the edge of the wall and his head slowly fell down. He fainted on the spot.
The entire venue was silent.
"Swish!"
Ye Xingchen did not wait for the referee to announce the victory and rushed out of the arena.
When he arrived at the place where the graceful figure had disappeared, he saw that the other party was gradually disappearing around the corner. Thus, he shouted with a cold gaze, "Stop right there!"
The figure stopped.
The two of them were dozens of feet apart from each other. Several cameras moved over at the same time.
"Could it be …" Su Xiaomo looked at the figure on the light screen and said in surprise, "The champion of the Canghai Galaxy is really the Jie Lingyao that Junior Brother Ye knows? “
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