The evolution of the illusion, the fear brought by the scene, and the pressure under Wang Chen's sword, Wei Yang was already on the verge of collapse at this moment!

boom……

Amid the roar, Wang Chen's Yuanli soldiers had already dragged down an infinite phantom.

Thousands of waves, at this moment, it began to show its unparalleled power!

Faced with such a move, Wei Yang's resistance in a hurry was obviously useless.

Rumble...

A terrifying roar burst out at this moment.

Amid the violent roar, Wei Yang paused and the magic weapon in his hand broke in an instant. Then, his whole body was thrown away fiercely.

"Wind God Step!"

With one move, Wang Chen did not stop his steps.

With the opening of the Eight Gate Dunjia and the opening of the Bloodline Talent, Wang Chen's strength reached an extremely terrifying level at this moment. He completely suppressed Wei Yang.

Wang Chen naturally would not give Wei Yang the chance to become demonized.

Under the Wind God Step, Wang Chen's figure flashed a hundred meters away in just a flash.

He chased Wei Yang, who had not yet landed, and then Wang Chen's sword hit hard again in Wei Yang's fearful eyes and horrified expression.

"No……"

Seeing Wang Chen's long sword once again knocking down at him with unparalleled power, at this moment, Wei Yang was finally scared!

Even a desperate aura wrapped him up at this moment.

Death! This word flashed through Wei Yang's mind in an instant.

Although the strength Wang Chen showed in yesterday's battle made Wei Yang alert. However, Wei Yang absolutely could not have imagined that Wang Chen was so terrifying.

After the fight, I had no power to resist.

What's going on?

Wang Chen, how did he do it?

The desperate shouts seemed to break through this barrier and spread into every corner.

However, this could not help Wei Yang at all.

He is still in the air and has no chance to resist at this moment?

boom……

Although he barely resisted, under the unparalleled power of Wang Chen, Wei Yang was knocked down fiercely.

Kakka...

The solid ground even began to shatter due to Wei Yang's body bombardment.

The cracks spread like spider webs, spreading in all directions.

Kakka...

Immediately afterwards, there was a vague sound of bone shattering.

The scream could not even be heard, and the eyes turned dark and Wei Yang fell into a deep coma.

The roar stopped, the air waves calmed, and the dust settled!

At this moment, the arena was in a strange silence. Only Wang Chen, who stood proudly, seemed so outstanding and so eye-catching at this moment.

It seemed that in this Colosseum, Wang Chen was the sun in the sky at this moment, the most shining existence.

And beside Wang Chen, lying under Wang Chen's feet was Wei Yang, who had long been ignorant of life and death.

Under Wang Chen's sudden bombardment, Wei Yang did not move at this moment.

"Demons? The vitality is indeed strong!"

Looking at Wei Yang in a coma, Wang Chen sighed in a complicated expression.

Although the move just now was not the most violent, there was absolutely no problem with the power of millions of pounds.

If it were an ordinary human, even the magic warrior would have died without any defense under this bombardment, right? But Wei Yang is still alive now.

Yes, he is still alive. Although his aura is very weak, at least he is still alive. At most, his bones are broken by more than two-thirds. With the physique of the demon clan, he can recover after one or two months of cultivation!

Seeing all this, Wang Chen sighed.

Immediately afterwards, he put away his Yuanli Army, closed the Eight Gate Dunjia, put away the power of his bloodline, and then slowly walked under the arena.

"Wang Chen, win!"

It was not until the moment Wang Chen turned around and left that it seemed that everyone present could react. It seemed that the referee who was in charge of the battle reacted! He quickly announced Wang Chen's victory!

Wow...

As the referee announced the result, the Colosseum was in an uproar again.

"this……"

"Is this too powerful?"

"Oh my God, is this still human?"

"The middle-level powerful man in the ninth level of Stars actually...has he actually failed?!"

"Two moves are just two moves, just like Tuoba Qian yesterday!"

"Who is this guy? Why haven't you heard his name? Where did he come from?"

The result was announced, looking at Wang Chen's proud back, everyone was uproaring and talking.

If Wang Chen defeated Tuoba Qian yesterday and his strength under two moves made people know him for the first time, then today, defeating Wei Yang under two moves made Wang Chen truly famous in Canglong City.

He is about thirty years old, very strong, and domineering in combat. All of this has become Wang Chen's label.

There may be some reasons for Tuoba Qian to be defeated. After all, no matter how powerful Tuoba Qian is, he is just a warrior at the eighth level of Star. There is a huge gap between the eighth level of Star and the nineth level of Star.

However, today, this powerful man in the mid-stage nine-level Star was completely shocked.

Wang Chen's back was deeply engraved into everyone's heart at this moment.

"Maybe, he should be one of the favorites to win the championship?"

"Well... Duan Tianren, Qiao, Lone Wolf, and him... So far, they should be the most powerful, right?"

"However, if he can win tomorrow's battle, he will face Qi Ao..."

"I think he will definitely not be able to fight against Qi Ao..."

After the discussion, some people began to judge the situation of the next battle.

Especially more people began to pay attention to Wang Chen and began to look forward to how far he could go.

Can he defeat Qiao, Duantianren, and Lone Wolf?

"He is really powerful!"

In the box, Ning'er looked at Wang Chen who was walking down the ring, and looked at the arrogant figure, murmured with a complicated expression.

"Sister Ke Ying, how far do you think he can go?"

Perhaps, Ning'er, who had never had too much hope for Wang Chen at the beginning, began to look forward to it at this moment.

Can he create miracles?

"I don't know! But he definitely can't get through the level of Qi Ao's cousin!"

After pondering for a while, Ke Ying said firmly.

Qiao! This is destined to be a mountain in front of Wang Chen, a mountain that he cannot cross.

Speaking of this, Ke Ying's tone was particularly firm! Without any doubt.

"Qi Ao?" Ning'er frowned when she heard Ke Ying's words, as if she showed a hint of unhappiness.

It seems that Ning'er has a very good impression of him.

However, looking at Ke Ying's firm look at her moment, Ning'er opened her mouth, but in the end she still said nothing.

"I hope he can continue to move forward while stepping on Qi Ao's body!"

After a moment, Ning'er's eyes were a little erratic and muttered to herself.

...

In the ring, at this moment, Wang Chen, who had walked off the ring, never looked back!

The result has come out, but Wang Chen has to worry about how his opponent is.

He walked straight outside the Colosseum.

However, when Wang Chen had just walked out of the Colosseum, he suddenly saw a figure standing in the distance, which made Wang Chen frown.

"Qi'ao!"
To be continued...