boom!

Shen Bai waved his hand again, and the air that was kneaded into a transparent rigid body hit Han Changqian's body rapidly, causing a violent explosion.

The low temperature and the injuries to his palms made it impossible for Han Changqian to distinguish the patterns engraved on the small jar. His natural inability to distinguish colors was exposed at this moment. He was unable to use the appropriate colors, and it was impossible to fly with only the martial arts realm of the True Blood Realm. If you fight back at high altitude, you can only be beaten passively.

The ring was filled with craters by Shen Bai, and the air bombs were unleashed until a certain moment, when Shen Bai suddenly recalled "how to use his legs."

——The effectiveness of the purple pigment has expired, and Han Changqian's mental attack has lost its effect.

Looking at his opponent covered in blood, Shen Bai groaned for half a second and then fell down.

One side is calm and relaxed, but it consumes a lot of physical strength; the other side was blown to pieces with blood and can hardly stand.

Judgment of superiority and inferiority, victory or defeat is just a matter of fingers.

Shen Bai looked at Han Changqian's face. His thin lips pursed slightly, showing no intention of admitting defeat.

"Do you want to be defeated openly and openly...Okay, I'll satisfy you."

Chen Bai's right hand ignited a golden flame, and the distance of more than ten meters disappeared in an instant.

He raised his hand, his fingers forming a claw shape, almost pressing on Han Changqian's shoulder.

However, at this moment, an indescribable feeling suddenly appeared in Shen Bai's heart. This feeling made his scalp suddenly tighten, his mouth went dry, and his heart almost skipped a beat.

--dangerous!

Han Changqian laughed, the smile was too big, and he spurted out another mouthful of blood.

The blood fell to the ground and mixed with more blood.

The place where the two of them stood was already a bright red color.

This was the result of Shen Bai's fierce attack just now. Hundreds of air bombs fell on Han Changqian's body, leaving his body riddled with holes. Several arteries were blown out, and the blood in his body flowed freely. In the arena, thanks to the physical training of warriors in the True Blood Realm, which has reached the level of hematopoiesis, the generation speed of new blood is much faster than that of ordinary people, otherwise they would have gone into shock long ago.

Looking at Shen Bai who retreated like lightning, Han Changqian gritted his teeth and spit out a clear syllable:

"Condensation!"

The blood on the arena surged like evil spirits reborn from the cemetery.

The various pigments in the small jar are strange spiritual objects made of Han Changqian's bodily fluids mixed with dyes. Different colors have different superpowers. They are ever-changing and extremely powerful when fighting enemies.

It is a pity that [Color Magician]'s natural disease is "lifelong inability to distinguish colors." This disease is extremely evil and greatly weakens Han Changqian's fighting ability.

However, even Han Changqian, who could not recognize the color, knew that blood was red.

Blood is Han Changqian's last trump card.

As the word "coagulation" was shouted, the red blood took shape and turned into an evil ghost with blurred features.

Shen Bai took a hundred steps back, took a position that he thought was safe, and cautiously stared at the newly born blood devil.

A few minutes ago, Han Changqian used gray paint to create three hundred-meter-tall giant wolves, and now he used red blood to create evil spirits. The abilities of the two paints are very similar, but Shen Bai can feel that the giant wolves and Evil spirits are on completely different "levels" of life.

"Come on, Shen Bai, this is my last trick." Han Changqian sat on the ground and put his elbows behind his back, barely letting himself fall to the ground.

Before he finished speaking, the humanoid evil ghost took on a terrifying transformation.

Wisps of golden flames burned on the skin of the evil ghost's blood. In addition to the extremely high temperature, this flame also forcibly modified the characteristics of the surrounding objective things like a domineering king, making the arena under his feet more frictional and elastic, and the air The resistance is smaller and the blood evaporates more slowly...

"Classmate Shen Bai... he has such a powerful Apocalypse ability. He is definitely the best in B-level... Go, Red Ghost!"

The red ghost wrapped in golden flames disappeared from the spot, and hit Shen Bai's chest with a whip that could break mountains.

Fierce, arrogant, and ferocious, Shen Bai finally understood how his defeated general felt.

He spurted out a large mouthful of blood, flew several hundred meters upside down, and crashed into the dragon scale shield.

"Are you kidding? This is not an old-fashioned hot-blooded comic. The classic super power [copying opponent's abilities] has long been outdated..."

Shen Bai smiled bitterly and ran away.

From this, we can see Shen Bai's genius in combat. He did not choose a more "warrior-minded" frontal force, but strategically retreated to consume the enemy's physical strength.

——After Han Changqian released the "Red Ghost", his face was as pale as if he had been dead for a week, and he was almost 100% exhausted. The best decision at this time was to fight guerrillas. If you delay, you can win steadily.

However, what Shen Bai didn't expect was that the red ghost was faster than him. Its whole body was made of blood and was inherently light. After being blessed by the golden flame, it was almost weightless, and it caught up with Shen Bai in the blink of an eye.

There was a red shadow in front of his eyes, and Shen Bai stopped thinking. In this head-to-head moment, being indecisive was tantamount to tying his own hands.

"Then fight!"

Determination flashed in Shen Bai's eyes. He raised his left hand, stabilized his center of gravity, and moved it like a dragonfly.

Subconsciously, he imitated the fists thrown by Di Tian in the illusion created by the Flowing Light Bead.

Click - collapse!

The space wails and the earth roars.

Complex lines appeared on the dragon scale shield, desperately trying to defend against the strong wind caused by the fist. The inner ring, which was harder than steel, all collapsed, and a large crater a thousand meters wide appeared on the ground.

After a while, the dust dispersed, revealing the scene inside.

The red ghost disappeared, and above the deep pit, there were only Shen Bai who kept pumping his fist, Han Changqian who fell into a deep coma, and Night King Wu Li who was carrying Han Changqian with one hand.

Wu Li glanced at Shen Bai in surprise, with a smile on his lips:

"You're much stronger than when you were in Lanhai City, kid."

He casually threw the unconscious Han Changqian to the medical staff who arrived, and announced Shen Bai's victory in front of the cheers of tens of thousands of viewers at the scene and millions of viewers in front of the live broadcast channel.

In the second round of the Utopia rematch, Shen Bai successfully advanced.

When Shen Bai walked into the contestants' tunnel with the cheers of everyone, he was still a little overwhelmed.

"This guy Ditian... any punch he throws is the ultimate secret of martial arts? This punch is really strong, as if it is going to swallow up all the strength in my body. Tsk, let him give me a rub again tonight..."

His figure disappeared in the passage, leaving the cheers behind.

If Di Tian were here, he could tell at a glance that the punch Shen Bai threw just now was just an imitation of his own. Although it added a bonus to the move, it only increased the power by 20 to 30% at most. It would never be possible to achieve this. The extent to which Night King Wu Li personally rescued Han Changqian.

Moreover, Han Changqian's trump card "Red Ghost" can copy 95% of the abilities of enemies of the same level. Under normal circumstances, he would never be killed so easily.

The reason is still unknown, but there is one thing that Han Changqian was aware of at the last moment he woke up.

Red Ghost has copied [Tyrant] very well... but cannot copy the power of Shen Bai's left hand.
Chapter completed!