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"I must have recognized the wrong person!" Zhao Yushan shook his head and didn't think about it anymore!

He now works for the almighty Son of God Xiao Lingtian, and his status and position are terrifyingly high. It should be impossible for him to have any intersection with a small figure like Xiao Chen.

However, he really felt that Xiao Chen looked familiar.

Soon, everyone woke up from their shock.

The battle continues.

On the battlefield, qi and blood filled the air and Yuanli surged.

Fights were taking place simultaneously on ten battlefields.

The battles on the other nine battlefields were extremely close!

There have even been several scenarios where both sides suffered losses.

The only difference is that in Xiao Chen's arena, he can defeat anyone he meets with just one finger!

No one can force him to use the second move!

No one could even get him to use an extra finger!

Xiao Chen was dressed in white clothes as white as snow, with an ancient sword on his back. He stood calmly in the magic circle, calmly facing one attacker after another.

Among the more than 2,000 participants this time, the vast majority are at the sixth and seventh levels of Grandmaster.

Many powerful masters at the sixth level of the Grandmaster Realm did not believe in the evil and wanted to gauge Xiao Chen's strength.

I originally thought that even if we couldn't win by a large margin, we should at least draw.

I didn’t expect that the more you come, the more you lose.

Others have a maximum of three wins, but Xiao Chen has already won more than forty.

Because he dealt with his opponents so quickly, one at a time with just one finger!

"How is that possible? Even a sixth-level Grandmaster couldn't block a single finger from him?"

"so horrible!"

Everyone has been shocked one after another!

The second level of Grandmaster is obviously the lowest realm, but he stands in the field like a peerless god of war, invincible!

Zhao Yushan and Huang Jingfeng's expressions also changed!

This young man is too evil!

"Just because you beat a bunch of trash, you really think you're invincible? I'm here to give you a ride!"

A two-meter-tall, burly young man walked out of the crowd and stepped onto the battlefield with an arrogant look!

"Fu Shu!"

"He's on the field himself. That kid is in trouble now."

Someone recognized the burly young man's origin and his expression changed slightly.

Fu Shu, Fu Zhenhai's cousin.

He is an unparalleled genius, just one step away from becoming a tiger seedling.

Although Xiao Chen was invincible and won every battle, that was because he had never encountered a truly strong opponent.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Fu Shu entered the red magic circle, stepped on the flickering ancient runes, and stood five meters away from Xiao Chen.

He had long hair and a rough face. He was in his twenties, but had a large stubble on his face.

Fu Shu looked at Xiao Chen with a cold gaze and said, "How dare you, a lowly person from a small place, offend my brother! I..."

Before he finished speaking, Xiao Chen pointed directly.

The terrifying energy and blood gathered between his fingers, burning like flames, and faintly the sound of a tiger's roar rang out from the void.

Fu Shu's expression changed slightly, and he drew out the long sword from his waist as quickly as possible and slashed towards Xiao Chen.

The sword light broke through the sky and golden light filled the air.

The sound of the sword shook the whole area.

In the void, a huge golden light sword emerged and fell down with an astonishing murderous aura.

"So strong!"

"As expected of Fu Shu, who is only one step away from becoming a tiger seedling, he is so powerful."

Everyone was amazed by the knife.

I have to say that Fu Shu is very different from others and his fighting power is much stronger!

However, facing the terrifying sword light, Xiao Chen remained calm, his figure moved as fast as lightning, and he still pointed his finger to meet the enemy.

Just when the onlookers thought he was too arrogant.

The two collided.

The fingers intersected with the long knife.

There was a clang.

The long sword broke into pieces, and the golden sword that was suddenly falling from the void suddenly stopped and turned into light fragments, filling the sky and the earth.

puff!

As broken knives flew all over the sky, Fu Shu suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards.

hiss!

hiss!

For a moment, there were sounds of people gasping for breath at the scene.

Got beaten again?

Fu Shu is a half-step tiger seedling!

His cultivation has reached the seventh level of Grandmaster!

He is still no match for Chen Xiao?

"Number 932 wins!"

At the side, the black-robed butler was also stunned for a moment before reacting and speaking.

The look in his eyes changed as he looked at Xiao Chen.

As for the previous winning streak, he just felt a little surprised!

Now that is shocking.

Defeating Fu Shu is of such great value.

"Who's still willing to go on stage and fight No. 932?" The deacon in charge of Xiao Chen's battlefield looked down at the audience.

There was silence.

World War I?

Even Fu Shu was killed in one second with just one finger.

They went up there and committed suicide?

the other side.

Somewhere in a corner below the battlefield.

The crowd watched.

Fu Zhenhai squatted down, holding the dying Fu Shu and checking his injuries.

His face looked grim, Fu Shu was badly injured.

Several bones in his chest were broken and several major tendons and veins were severely damaged.

The injury was too serious.

Even if it is cured, most of the foundation for future practice will be ruined.

Although Fu Shu was only his cousin, he grew up with him and they had a deep relationship, no less than a real brother.

He felt very bad because he stood up for him this time and it turned out like this.

"Brother, am I... useless?" Fu Shu said miserably.

"Don't think too much, I will definitely heal you!"

Gently putting Fu Shu down and handing him over to several followers, Fu Zhenhai stood up and walked towards the battlefield. His expression was calm, but there was a raging rage in his eyes.

In order to deal with a country bumpkin, he lost so many people.

unacceptable.

He planned to take action himself and crush Chen Xiao to pieces.

"Who is willing to fight No. 932?" the black-clad butler asked again.

According to the rules, if no one comes on stage to defend the ring within a certain period of time, he needs to randomly assign an opponent to the defender.

"I come."

With a whoosh, Fu Zhenhai stepped into the air and suddenly appeared in front of Xiao Chen like a ghost from the abyss.

There was an uproar.

Fu Zhenhai, the third seed of this year's Tianjiao Fighting King Tournament, actually took the stage in person.

This time, Xiao Chen’s winning streak should finally come to an end!

Unlike Fu Shu, Fu Zhenhai is a genuine tiger seedling, and his cultivation has reached the ninth level of the Grandmaster level.

No matter how strong Xiao Chen is, he can't be his enemy, right?

"Do you think Chen Xiao can hold out for ten moves?"

"Difficult! That's Fu Zhenhai, and he's in a furious state. Three moves at most!"

"I don't think I can hold up even one move!"

No one thought Xiao Chen could win because Fu Zhenhai was too famous.

What everyone was discussing was how many moves Xiao Chen could hold out!

"You really pissed me off! My cousin is of noble birth, born to be in heaven, yet you dared to do such a murderous thing to him! You're truly vicious!"

Fu Zhenhai held the silver fan in his hand, his eyes cold and he looked at Xiao Chen like a poisonous snake.

"It was you who wanted to take my life first, but now you make yourself sound like an innocent victim. Isn't that disgusting?" Xiao Chen shot back.

The incident started when he and Ye Jin went into the city, Huang Yingying came to talk to him, and Fu Zhenhai took the initiative to provoke her.

It started with verbal attacks, and then escalated to the point of looking for someone to kill him!

If he wasn't strong enough, ordinary people would have been killed by them long ago!

Fu Zhenhai actually had the nerve to blame him. His face was thicker than a city wall!

"Disgusting? You were born in the secular world, as lowly as pigs and dogs. If we want you to die, you have to die. This is your fate! If you dare to resist, you are seeking death! You will bring disaster to your family!" Fu Zhenhai said coldly.

"What? Number 932 is from the secular world?"

"Isn't he from Green Maple City?"

Everyone was stunned.

How could a young man from the secular world be so fierce?

Zhao Yushan looked at Xiao Chen on the battlefield and felt that he looked more and more familiar. When he heard Fu Zhenhai say that he came from the secular world, his pupils suddenly shrank.