"Kid, give him a good beating!" Lin Zhan's voice rang out in Wang Chen's mind, prompting him to chase after Han Yu with all his might.
He had to take advantage of the moment when Han Yu could not catch his breath to counterattack. Otherwise, once Han Yu caught his breath, he would once again fall into a dangerous situation.
"Hit him with three points!" Lin Zhan seemed to have realized the danger of this battle, so he no longer remained silent and began to shout loudly.
Without any hesitation, Wang Chen did as he was told and approached Han Yu. He did not wait for Han Yu to land on the ground and attacked him with three points of his upper body.
With a punch, Han Yu, who had not yet stabilized himself, was pushed back repeatedly.
"Kick his crotch!" Lin Zhan continued to shout shamelessly.
Hearing this, Wang Chen was stunned, but time waited for no man. Without thinking, he directly kicked.
He continued to sweep his Gravel Kick, which carried a force of 1,800 kilograms, toward Han Yu's crotch!
Suddenly, Han Yu's expression changed drastically. He did not care about his image and rolled to the side in a sorry state.
The situation changed in an instant. No one had expected that things would develop to this point. Wang Chen had actually started to counterattack and forced Han Yu into such a sorry state.
Wang Chen, who had been injured previously, was fleeing on the ground in a sorry state. Everyone thought that he was finished this time, but who could have expected that the situation would develop to this point in such a short period of time? It was like a dream, giving off a surreal feeling.
"Three points of his upper body!"
"Yes, continue to the crotch!"
"Okay, left!"
"Right!"
Lin Zhan said slowly and leisurely.
Under his guidance, Wang Chen was always able to find the most appropriate position and the best gap to attack.
Han Yu dodged on the ground in a sorry state, and danger surrounded him. Dust flew everywhere. Wang Chen used both his hands and feet to attack continuously! In a short period of time, Han Yu had been hit several times.
Han Yu's body was covered in dust, and a trickle of blood had begun to flow from the corner of his mouth. He no longer looked as arrogant as before. At this moment, he looked like a stray dog.
Silence. The martial arts arena had fallen into complete silence. The disciples of the Han family outside the arena stared at Han Yu, who was lying on the ground, and Wang Chen, who was attacking, with their eyes wide open!
Gulp … Everyone couldn't help but gulp.
On the stage, Han Tianren clenched his fists tightly, his expression constantly changing. Was this the same high-spirited youth who had been deemed incapable of condensing true essence two years ago? Han Yu, an outstanding member of the Han Family, was actually in such a sorry state at his hands. What was going on?
On the arena, the Grand Elder and the others were stunned as well. Never had they imagined that the situation would be turned around in such a way. As they looked at Han Yu who was in a sorry state, they felt as if they were dreaming. Is this really a top figure of the Han Clan's younger generation?
The people from the various sects were also watching the match with rapt attention. The fighting strength displayed by the youth they called trash was unbelievable. If he was trash, then what kind of genius could be called a genius?
"Impossible, how could that little trash be so strong! It's impossible for him to defeat Big Brother, absolutely impossible! "Han Feng was probably the most surprised one!
At this moment, he widened his eyes and roared crazily. He couldn't accept what was happening on the field. Originally, he thought that Wang Chen would be ruthlessly abused by Han Yu. Now that the tables had turned, he completely collapsed.
"Bang … …"
Under Lin Zhan's command, Wang Chen's attacks instantly became several times sharper. After a series of attacks, Han Yu once again suffered a heavy blow. He was directly sent flying with a punch, sprinkling a gorgeous splash of blood in the air.
Wang Chen still did not let go of the opportunity to fight back. With the Ghostly Steps flashing under his feet, he swayed his body and appeared in front of Han Yu again in the blink of an eye.
The Shattering Rock Fist punched out, and the sound of bones breaking rang out. Han Yu screamed miserably as he was sent flying again.
Lotus flowers appeared under his feet, and his figure flashed as he chased after Han Yu and punched again.
At this moment, Han Yu was completely powerless to resist. He was sent flying like a sandbag under the bombardment of Wang Chen's punches.
At this moment, Han Yu's consciousness was beginning to fade, and he screamed in pain. His body twitched as he endured Wang Chen's attacks again and again.
"Brat, destroy him!" Lin Zhan's cold voice rang out!
Hearing this, Wang Chen's eyes turned cold. He had already wanted to kill Han Yu, and a cold light flashed in his eyes as his killing intent soared.
Han Yu's previous actions were still vivid in his mind. Han Yu had come to kill him. If it were not for Lin Zhan's command to escape at the critical moment and launch a counterattack, he would be the one dead now.
Such a person could not be left alive. Even if he was injured today, he would definitely come looking for trouble after he recovered. Kindness to the enemy was cruelty to oneself. This was something Wang Chen knew very well.
He poured all his strength into his fist. In an instant, his fist seemed to flash with a faint white light, and it was full of killing intent.
He took three steps and arrived in front of Han Yu. Ignoring the terrified look in Han Yu's eyes, he punched down.
Killing move, this was an absolute killing move. The people below the stage cried out in alarm, and the people on the stage were in an uproar. No one had expected Wang Chen to have such a strong killing intent.
"Bastard, how dare you!" An angry roar sounded.
It was as if an invisible airwave swept over, causing Wang Chen's figure to freeze. Then, the First Elder's figure quickly swept toward the stage.
"There is nothing I don't dare to do!" With a cold snort, he exerted all his strength and punched down.
He had to kill Han Yu before the First Elder stopped him. In any case, he had already offended the First Elder, so he was not afraid to offend him further.
"You are courting death!" Seeing that Wang Chen not only did not stop but also became more aggressive, the First Elder was furious.
In the blink of an eye, he flashed to the stage and punched down. In an instant, a white halo flashed around his body, and his fist instantly expanded, tearing through the air with a shrill sound.
"Get lost!" The First Elder's eyes widened when he saw Wang Che suddenly increasing his speed and punching down.
As the fist approached, Wang Chen instantly felt a strong pressure rushing toward him like a storm, and an extreme aura of death enveloped him. In an instant, his expression changed drastically. He quickly withdrew his fist that was about to hit Han Yu and turned around to block it.
Boom …
A loud collision sounded, and Wang Chen's body flew out of the stage in a parabola.
"Yu 'er!" After forcing back Wang Chen, the First Elder came to Han Yu and shouted anxiously.
Han Yu was on the verge of death, and his body was covered with wounds and blood. His entire body was swollen, and he no longer looked like a human. His ribs were broken, and his hands were broken!
"Little bastard, I will take care of you today!" Seeing this, the First Elder was furious, and with a roar, he charged forward.
His killing intent filled the stage, and everyone felt a chill run down their spines.
Wang Chen, who had just climbed to his feet, saw the First Elder charging at him again, and a cold smile flashed across his lips. "Is everyone in the Han Clan like you?" As he spoke, his figure flashed, and he dodged to the side.
"You are courting death!" The First Elder's hand turned into a claw, and his claws were covered with a layer of white halo as he attacked fiercely.
With all his escape routes blocked, Wang Chen's face turned solemn. Wang Chen could only rely on himself in the face of the Great Elder. He knew very well that no one would help him here. Even the Third Elder stayed behind and did not move forward. After all, Wang Chen was not a member of the Han Clan.
"Crack the Earth!" Feeling the wind from the fist, Wang Chen could only defend himself. At the very least, he had a chance of survival.
Bang …
A violent collision sound could be heard, and Wang Chen could only feel his vision turning black. His internal organs were greatly shaken, and his chest felt stuffy. There was a sweet taste in his throat, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
The wind whistled past his ears, and he flew backwards in the air.
His entire body was in pain, and his consciousness was a little blurry. As expected of a Martial Artist, one move was enough to kill him.
Was he really going to die here today? Looking at the cold gazes of the people around him, Wang Chen smiled bitterly.
In front of him, the First Elder did not even give him a chance to catch his breath. Once again, he flew over with a sinister smile, and a fist was about to land on his body.
"Ah …" Some of the more timid people had already cried out.
"Brat, you're dead!" Han Feng smiled sinisterly.
"No …" Han Yuxuan covered her mouth tightly, and her sword was unsheathed. It seemed that she wanted to block the First Elder's fatal blow, but it was a pity that the distance was too far, and she had no hope at all.
Han Jin also frowned, revealing a look of worry.
The atmosphere was extremely heavy, making it hard for people to breathe.
The fist was getting closer and closer to him, and Wang Chen stared at the First Elder unwillingly. Feeling the fierce wind from the fist, he had a stubborn expression on his face as he coldly watched the fist get closer to him.
In the Han Clan, the surrounding people had cold expressions. On the stage, Han Tianren and the two elders had cold expressions. A trace of resentment grew in Wang Chen's heart. Indeed, they were a family, and an outsider like him was insignificant to them.
Was he going to die? Wang Chen was very regretful. If he had known earlier, he would not have dodged. Even if he died, he would have dragged Han Yu down with him.
It was a pity that he did not know how to do it now. Thinking of this, a desolate smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. His cold gaze swept across everyone in the arena like a blade, carrying with it the coldness of death.
"Swoosh …"
At this critical moment, when everyone thought Wang Chen would die for sure, a crisp sound of something breaking through the air suddenly came. Then, a shining long saber swept directly into the field, and its target was the First Elder.
"Who dares to hurt him!" Then, there was an earth-shattering roar. The loud sound caused everyone's ears to hurt, and it continuously reverberated in the Martial Arts Arena.
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