"In the third arena, nine people admitted defeat. The winner is Chen Wuming of the Corpse Sacred Temple!"
Following the loud voice, thousands of pairs of eyes focused on Chen Xiaobei once again.
Last time, the crowd might not have paid much attention to him. Some of the more powerful figures would not even take Chen seriously.
But now, they looked at Chen Xiaobei with a strange look in their eyes.
One had to know that among the contestants who were on the same stage as Chen Xiaobei, there were two mid-stage Five-star Holy Kings who were on the same level as Chen Xiaobei.
There was even a Five-star Late Stage Holy King.
In just one move, Chen Xiaobei had defeated all of them in one hit.
If Chen wanted to, he could even kill them within seconds.
That was terrifying.
Luo Fengxiao and Luo Zidan were dumbfounded.
"What … what should we do? Our men were instantly crippled! "Luo Fengxiao frowned.
Just now, Luo Tianji had ordered his descendants to surrender to Chen Xiaobei.
Luo Fengxiao and Luo Zidan had already arranged for someone to deal with Chen.
And the person that they had arranged was that Late Stage Five Star Holy King.
Luo Zidan was so angry that she gnashed her teeth. "That kid hid his strength too deeply. He can actually kill someone a small realm higher … What kind of foundation is this! What kind of talent … No wonder the Old Ancestor wants to protect him! "
"Then what do we do now? Are you going to swallow the humiliation he gave you last time? "Luo Fengxiao was not convinced.
Luo Zidan was extremely depressed, but there was nothing she could do. "Just bear with it for now … Even if we make a move now, the ancestor won't agree …"
The other side.
In the viewing gallery of the Tianyuan clan.
"How … how is this possible!? Why … why is that kid so terrifying!? "
Tian Yuan Fengwu was dumbfounded. Her mouth was wide open and her eyes were wide open. She looked like a female version of Zhang Fei.
"Fool!"
The ancestor of the Tian Yuan clan, Tian Yuanqing, frowned and called out furiously, "You haven't even understood your opponent's background, yet you dare to offend him! Do you know what kind of disaster this will bring to the family!? "
"I …" Tian Yuan Feng Wu felt wronged. "The last time I saw him, he was only at the True Divine Realm …"
"Idiot!"
Tian Yuan Qing said angrily, "There are crouching tigers and hidden dragons in this world! Do you think what you see is real? What you see is only what the expert wants you to see! "
"This …"
Tian Yuan Feng Wu said embarrassedly: "Ancestor, you think too highly of this brat! Does he deserve to be called an expert? "
"A Five-star Middle Stage Holy King, fighting someone of a lower cultivation level, isn't this considered an expert?"
Tian Yuanqing said solemnly, "If I am not wrong, the Five-star Holy King Intermediate Stage we are seeing now is just what he wants us to see!"
"You … You mean, he's still hiding something?" Tian Yuan Feng Wu gasped.
Right now, Chen was already scary enough.
If he was still hiding something, wouldn't that be heaven-defying?
"Listen to this old man's command!"
Tian Yuanqing said solemnly, "Starting from me, no one from the Tianyuan clan is allowed to provoke this Chen Wuming!"
"But …" Tian Yuan Fengwu said embarrassedly, "We are allies with the Profound Yong Clan, and they have a death grudge with the Chen Clan. Do we not care? Not to mention that the Breath of Heavenly Vitality is in the hands of Chen Xiaobei! "
"If the Profound Yong Clan wants to die, we will not die with them!"
Tian Yuan Qing frowned and said, "As for Breath of Heavenly Vitality, I will beg Childe Chen later. If he can be saved, then he can be saved. If he can't, then we can only sacrifice the rook to save the king!"
"What?! Is … is it that serious?! "Tian Yuan Feng Wu's face was pale.
Never in her wildest dreams did she expect that her ancestor would be so afraid of Chen Xiaobei!
In order to avoid Chen Xiaobei's revenge, he was even willing to sacrifice his direct descendant, the Breath of Heavenly Vitality.
At the Profound Yong Clan's stand.
Han Shendao walked back dejectedly.
One look at his expression and it was obvious that Chen Xiaobei's strength had given him a terrifying psychological shock.
He had always seen Chen Xiaobei as an ant.
But now, he realized that he was the pitiful and laughable ant.
If he had been placed in the same arena as Chen Xiaobei, his body would have been crippled, and even his Primordial Spirit destroyed.
As the number one genius in the Southern Region Small Heaven Leaderboard, Han Shendao's confidence had been destroyed to the point that he began to doubt his life.
Without a doubt, Chen Xiaobei's name had become a demon in Han Shendao's heart.
If Han Shendao could not let go of this, his heart would not be clear for the rest of his life, and his cultivation would never be able to improve.
The faces of the Profound Yong Clan members around him were alternating between red and green.
In the beginning, they also saw Chen Xiaobei as a soft persimmon that they could squash at any time.
But now, they clearly saw that Chen Xiaobei's strength was enough to destroy the entire Profound Yong Clan.
Even their ancestor, Xuan Yongyu, was no match for Chen Xiaobei.
This blow was like a bolt from the blue, striking the entire Profound Yong Clan with dust all over their faces. They were terrified, and no one dared to say anything bad about Chen Xiaobei anymore.
At the same time.
The four super elites who had just won all locked their gazes on Chen Xiaobei.
The Six Wings of Heavenly Spirits licked his lips and revealed a greedy smile. He looked at Chen Xiaobei as if he was looking at a delicacy.
Tu Mie snorted coldly and walked back to the Defiant Moon Palace's stand with disdain in his eyes.
Killer Taoist had a bright smile on his face, and he even waved at Chen Xiaobei to show his friendliness.
Qin Tianlan's expression changed slightly, and she corrected herself, "I underestimated him. To be able to fight someone of a lower cultivation, he is no longer trash."
On the other side.
Chen Xiaobei had returned to his stand.
Luo Tianji was grinning from ear to ear. "Childe Chen! You've really given me a pleasant surprise! For Puti to have a husband like you, it must be the good fortune she accumulated in her past life! "
Ye Hongtian's mouth twitched. "Childe Chen! Are you already married? But it's normal for a man to have three or four wives! "
Ye Zhilan's face was red, and she did not dare to interrupt.
"Childe Chen, you said that I can be your disciple. Does that still count?" Holy Emperor Corpse said sheepishly.
Chen Xiaobei smiled and did not say anything. He just walked straight to Yun Niyue.
Whoosh …
Yun Niyue released his Saint Origin Force again, enveloping himself and Chen Xiaobei.
Just now, Yun Niyue had said that without her protection, Chen Xiaobei would definitely die.
But now, Chen Xiaobei was standing right in front of her.
This made her feel a little awkward.
"You really are something, kid. You can actually fight someone of a lower cultivation!" Yun Niyue said softly.
"It's not like you don't know that I've practiced the One Word Holy Execution Spell. If I want to, I can fight someone of a higher cultivation!" Chen Xiaobei smiled.
One could only imagine the effect of a pinnacle stage Holy Emperor skill on a Holy King battle.
"I want to know the truth!" Yun Niyue looked at Chen Xiaobei seriously.
"Sure!"
Chen Xiaobei nodded. "Since you protected Ye Zhilan just now, I can tell you!"
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