After sending the other party flying with one strike, Sun Wuchen still had the time to fly over. The fingers on his hand kept pointing out, and beams of light smashed there, almost causing the current Yamucha to be in so much pain that he wished he was dead.
The other party could not resist at all. The difference in strength made him extremely shocked. He could only keep running, but Sun Wuchen could make beams of light fall to the ground and explode directly. Moreover, he was afraid of the consumption of energy.
Originally, Yamucha had learned a new technique. Although he had not mastered the Dodong Wave for long, he felt that he had already walked on a new path, which was the instant Dodong Wave.
He hoped that in this competition, he would show his different combat strength from the past. If he defeated this child, he would be able to gain Buma's favor. However, in reality, the difference in combat strength was too great, so he could not resist at all.
When the light flashed continuously, the arena was almost blown to pieces. There were cracks and fragments of the explosion everywhere. The spectators at the side suffered greatly. The fragments that were thrown at them were enough to make them bleed, but they were incomparably excited.
They kept cheering and shouting. Sure enough, all the strong people in this world were loved and respected. Of course, this world was a world that liked to show off their strength.
From the bottom to the top, everyone, including the gods, liked to use force to solve disputes. This was the unchanging law of this world.
After Sun Wuchen shot out a series of Dodong Waves, he smashed the arena into pieces, making the man in front of him suffer even more. Yamucha could no longer resist, and he felt as if he had fallen into hell.
What terrified him even more was still to come.
After a series of attacks, Sun Wuchen landed below. He directly waved his hand and released his Qi Fusion Fist.
With an explosive bang, a strong wind blew. Yamucha instantly let his hand hit the ground and tried his best to support himself. He did not want to fly out, so he used his greatest strength.
His hand smashed fiercely under the first wall. There, he relied on his arms to support himself. However, when the strong wind whistled, he was still swept back.
Whoosh!
Yamucha hit the wall behind him with a whoosh and fell out of the arena. Yes, he failed. It was just an instant. He did not even manage to hold on for ten seconds.
Yamcha looked at the enemy in front of him in disbelief. This child had become even taller in his eyes. He was like an adult man, flashing with unparalleled power, causing people to feel fear and despair.
"Trash will always be trash. The difference between your combat power and mine is too great. Go back and train for another 10 or 20 years. If you can, maybe you can succeed."
At this time, Yamcha stood up again and stared at Sun Wuchen with resentment. However, he still did not make a move. Although he wanted to kill Sun Wuchen regardless of the rules, he did not have the ability.
More and more humiliation weighed on his heart, so he could only leave with his head lowered. Next to him, Buma did not have any good expression on his face, which made Yamucha even more furious. The people around him kept laughing, thinking that Yamucha was simply a piece of trash.
In fact, his combat power was many times stronger than that of many people. Even if there were 100 or 200 ordinary people, if they fought with him, it would be impossible for them to gain the upper hand. They would be easily killed by him, and even bullets would not be able to hurt him. However, he had encountered an even more terrifying monster, Sun Wuchen.
After returning to the back, Sun Wuchen leisurely displayed his supreme divine might, which made people shocked. After he left, the second match had already begun, faster than expected.
This match was a real fierce battle between a dragon and a tiger. Various unimaginable powers were constantly colliding, which made him look forward to it. The two of them were indeed fierce.
The two of them were indeed in a fierce battle. Master Roshi's expression became a little more dignified. His identity had already been exposed, so he had no intention of avoiding it. Tien Shinhan was even more confident because his skills had already surpassed Master Shen's. If he wanted to prove himself in this tournament, defeating Master Roshi would bring him true unparalleled glory.
From beginning to end, Turtle School and Crane School were neck and neck, but it was clear that Turtle School had become more powerful recently.
In several tournaments, they had successively displayed super powerful combat power that was different from the past. Of course, it attracted Master Shen's infinite hatred. If he wanted to take the lead in this match, Tien Shinhan was his most powerful weapon.
"Master Roshi, this time, I will let you experience the power of Crane School. My name is Tien Shinhan, and I am the eldest disciple of Crane School. My strength is super powerful. Come and fight with me."
At this moment, Tien Shinhan was displaying strength different from the past. Although his handsome face was somewhat strange because of his third eye, the powerful strength in his body was very different. At this moment, Master Roshi seemed to be still reacting.
"Young man, you are quite outstanding, but it's a pity that you must pay attention. Following that old man's path, it would be better to walk your own path."
"Shut up, I want to be the world's number one assassin."
"There is no need. The path of a real dancer may be more suitable for you because I can see that when you see Sun Wuchen fighting, your blood is boiling."
"No, I want to kill him."
"Oh, then I take back what I just said. Maybe you can become an excellent dancer, but it is impossible to kill Sun Wuchen."
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