"That's all."
A few simple words made many people's eyes widen.
Many of the onlookers could not even react to what had happened.
Even Xia Churou, who was next to Chen Xiao, could not help but open her mouth in disbelief.
Although she was confident in her master, she never expected that Zhao Wuwei would be able to defeat the enemy in one move!
"Master, he …"
Was this still the same lazy Master of hers?
If she had not known him before, she might have thought that he was a peerless master!
On the other hand, Liu Ziqing, who was watching the show from the sidelines, looked at Zhao Wuwei and then at Chen Xiao, a thoughtful look flashing in the depths of his intelligent eyes.
"Hehe, this little brother is a little interesting."
"Although Chiyang Cheng is a new Yuan Dan Pill cultivator, he is young and strong, and his breath is strong and long. Zhao Wuwei's cultivation is higher, but he is too old. If the two of them fight head-on, there is at least a 99% chance that Chiyang Cheng will die."
In the distance, an old man was analyzing and explaining to his disciple the outcome of this battle.
But halfway through, his voice stopped abruptly. His old eyes widened, and his jaw almost dropped to the ground.
"This, this, this … so fast?"
"Master, don't explain anymore. Chiyang Cheng was fine, but he lost the moment you explained …"
The old man's disciples also stared at their master with a strange look in their eyes.
Hearing this, the old man's face turned red, and he argued, "Accident, it was just an accident! Zhao Wuwei was poisoned, and now he is at the end of his rope. He will not last long, and Chiyang Cheng has learned his lesson, so he will definitely be on guard when he attacks again … "
Almost at the same time.
"Damn it …"
The burly man on the fighting platform let out a deep roar and got up again. His two maces burst with divine light, and like two dragons, he crazily twisted towards Zhao Wuwei!
His eyes were filled with a frightening murderous light.
The thunderous roar was deafening and deafening.
"Zhao Wuwei! I don't believe that you can find the weakness of this attack! "
This attack was an incomplete technique that he had obtained by chance, and he had never shown it in front of others.
It was said to be invincible among the same level!
"Two inches above the ribs, six parts of magic power."
At this moment, Chen Xiao's calm voice rang out in Zhao Wuwei's mind once again.
Zhao Wuwei was shocked speechless by all of this.
It was one thing for him to casually see through the flaws of Qin Wentian's attacks. But to think that even the barrier of the battle platform couldn't block Chen Xiao's voice transmission!
With no time to think, he casually struck out with his palm. Sixty percent of his transcendence energy surged and struck Chi Yang Cheng's chest.
Crack!
The seemingly incomparably ferocious attack was easily shattered.
Chi Yang Cheng's magical energy seemed to have frozen, and a mouthful of blood gushed up his throat. The defense in front of his chest was left wide open, and his sternum caved in. His entire body flew backward like a broken sandbag.
"Pffft —"
He smashed into the barrier of the battle stage and spat out a mouthful of blood.
One move!
And only one move!
It was dead silent below the fighting ring.
Even some of the nearby fighting platforms temporarily stopped fighting and looked over in this direction.
One move to subdue the enemy.
No matter where it was placed, it would attract the attention of others!
"Still … still one move?"
The eyes of the old man who had been explaining earlier almost popped out of their sockets. He bit his tongue. "This, this, this … Ouch … My tongue!"
The old man's disciples all looked at him sympathetically. "Master, please don't explain anymore …"
"I don't believe it!"
Suddenly, the old man gritted his teeth. "According to Zhao Wuwei's usual performance, he doesn't have such strong eyesight. This shocking performance must be a sudden …"
Before he could finish his words.
On the battle stage, Chi Yang Cheng got up for the second time. His eyes were bloodshot, and he was like a crazed beast as he fiercely attacked Zhao Wuwei.
"Useless struggle."
Zhao Wuwei had the demeanor of an expert. Following Chen Xiao's instructions, he raised his hand and slapped Chi Yang Cheng to the ground.
"Ah …"
Chi Yang Cheng screamed in pain. His entire body was covered in blood, and he looked extremely miserable.
Zhao Wuwei's attack on him did not only come from his physical body, but also from his soul.
He was seriously injured by an old man who was on the verge of death. How could he, Chi Yang Cheng, hide his face in the future?
Below the battle stage, there was silence.
"Master, please don't analyze anymore …"
Not far away, a few youths were also trying to persuade their master. "Master, if you continue to analyze, I'm afraid the reputation of Light Development School will be completely ruined by you."
"Could it be that my eyesight is really so weak?"
The old man's body swayed, and he seemed to have aged a few decades in an instant.
However, at this moment.
Many figures came up to him enthusiastically. "Old Immortal Huang, come and analyze our boss's chances of winning the challenge! Say whatever the chances are! "
"Get out of the way, I was here first! Old Immortal Huang, look, my master is fighting. Quickly explain, and say that he is going to die soon! "
"Me too! Old Immortal Huang, what do you think … "
Old Immortal Huang, "…"
Let's not talk about this little episode.
This one-sided battle had shocked many people.
However, very quickly, some people gradually came back to their senses. "Zhao Wuwei's attacks are so fierce that he can even defeat Chi Yang Cheng in one move. This is the performance of an arrow at the end of its flight. If not, why would he deliberately frighten his enemies?"
"If that's the case, as long as we use the wheel battle, Zhao Wuwei will most likely die!"
At the thought of this possibility, many people's eyes lit up.
One after another, gazes swept toward Zhao Wuwei on the battle stage.
Zhao Wuwei's hands were behind his back, and his sleeves fluttered even though there was no wind. He was full of the demeanor of a strong cultivator.
"This guy … he's really good at pretending! Unfortunately, he's been seen through. I'm afraid he will end badly! "
Someone shook his head and revealed a hint of a cold smile.
No matter how fair the rules of a battle between dragons and tigers were, there would always be loopholes.
Once Zhao Wuwei was challenged by many people, it was almost completely predictable how tragic his ending would be.
There was even a Yuan Dan Pill cultivator from a small force who was on good terms with Chi Yang Cheng. At this moment, he was waiting below the battle stage, waiting for the battle to end to issue a challenge to Zhao Wuwei!
However, under the watchful eyes of the crowd.
Zhao Wuwei followed Chen Xiao's instructions. He suddenly flicked his sleeves and slowly walked down the battle stage, leaving without looking back.
Only a dumbfounded Chi Yang Cheng was left where he stood.
He clearly had the absolute advantage, so why did Zhao Wuwei suddenly leave the battle stage?
One had to know that in this kind of arena battle, voluntarily leaving the battle stage was equivalent to admitting defeat!
"This … this, this, this … does this count as … my victory?"
After being stunned for a long time, Chi Yang Cheng turned his head and asked the referee, his face covered in blood.
In fact, this battle had happened too quickly. Even the referee martial artist had not reacted to it yet!
"Oh, okay, okay. Wait a moment, I'll help you record the results …"
It was only when Chi Yang Cheng reminded him that he finally came back to his senses. He hurriedly entered the results of this battle on a jade board. However, immediately after, he raised his head with an even more strange expression.
"Contestant Chi Yang Cheng …"
"Hmm?" Chi Yang Cheng's eyebrows twitched. He suddenly had a bad feeling.
"I just found out that just five minutes before the battle started, the contestant from the Purple Qi Sect had voluntarily withdrawn from the third round."
"What do you mean?" Chi Yang Cheng swallowed a small mouthful of blood. The bad feeling grew stronger.
"It means …"
The referee's face was full of sympathy. "Although this battle can be considered your victory, because the opponent is not a contestant from the third round, you can't get any points …"
"Zhao Wuwei, you … Pfft — —!!"
Chi Yang Cheng was stunned.
Immediately, his face turned red and he spat out a mouthful of blood!
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