"No wonder you have to go to this metallic arena of hundreds of battles. It turns out that there is a treasure to protect you. This treasure should be able to restrain metal, including the attacks of metallic divine weapons.

."

Although the Soul Power Flying Knife is controlled by soul power, its body is also made of metal and can be considered metallic.

Therefore, he was restrained by the opponent's treasure.

After Su Chen understood this, a smile appeared on his lips. I don't think I can do anything to you without using the flying knife, right?

At that moment, Su Chen's hand flashed with light, and a ball of white light appeared.

If someone looks closer, they will see that this white ray of light is actually a ball of white silk thread, which is the treasure that Su Chen obtained in the scorched earth of Burning Territory.

This style of hidden weapon is still relatively rare, and after Su Chen obtained it, he rarely used it to play with.

Su Chen flicked his hand and threw out the white silk thread.

At first glance, Wang Lang, who was opposite him, saw Su Chen swinging a concealed weapon in his hand, but he couldn't see what the concealed weapon was. He sneered in his heart, no matter what your concealed weapon was, it would always be

Made of metal, right?

Hidden weapons that were not made of metal would probably not be able to harm geniuses like them at the Cave Mortal Realm. Therefore, Wang Lang never thought of any other possibility.

At that moment, Wang Lang was laughing in his heart. This so-called holy land monster really lacked means. Apart from this, he had no other abilities.

At that moment, the treasure like a shell scimitar in Wang Lang's hand drew an arc and headed towards the direction where Su Chen's hidden weapon came from.

This treasure is the method that Wang Lang is most proud of, and it is also the reason why he can gain a foothold in the Hundred Battles Arena. Why does he have the confidence to fight Su Chen in the Hundred Battles Arena?

The reason is also here.

This treasure can restrain the power of metal, so while restraining the opponent's weapon attack, it can also restrain the impact of the Hundred Battle Arena on itself. For Wang Lang, it can be said that

is the biggest advantage.

At this moment, seeing Su Chen use hidden weapons twice in a row, Wang Lang also guessed in his heart that this Holy Land boy was afraid of the strong wind airflow on the Baizhan Arena, so he stood where he was.

He dared not move and could only use hidden weapons.

At that moment, Wang Lang looked disdainfully and sneered: "Where did you come from? Go back to where you came from!"

The treasure opened like a shell in mid-air and surrounded the ball of white light thrown by Su Chen.

However, the next moment, Wang Lang's heart twitched. He discovered that Su Chen's hidden weapon was not covered by his treasure, nor was it bounced away.

Instead, he suddenly increased his speed, passed over his treasure, and came towards him!

"what happened?"

Wang Lang was also stunned. Isn't Su Chen's hidden weapon made of metal?

The next moment, the hidden weapon in the white light was in front of him. When the light showed, it turned out to be a ball of white silk thread.

Before Wang Lang could react, the white silk thread had already been unfolded, and with a few swishes, he was completely tied up.

Wang Lang reacted and began to struggle desperately. However, at this time, it was already too late for him to struggle.

The harder he struggled, the tighter the white silk thread tightened.

At the end, Wang Lang was tied up like a rice dumpling, his eyes widened with a look of disbelief.

Su Chen smiled faintly, then suddenly closed his hand, and the white silk thread tied up with Wang Lang flew towards him.

And as Wang Lang's body moved, the Hundred Battle Arena finally began to show its power, and countless strong winds flew past Wang Lang's body.

Wang Lang was frightened, holding the shell-shaped treasure tightly in his hand, his eyes were red, and he was thankful that the treasure was so powerful that it could protect him from the strong wind.

s damage.

If it were an ordinary person, such a situation would have been penetrated by the Gangfeng airflow.

However, before he could rejoice for a long time, his whole body was pulled to Su Chen's side by white silk threads.

At this moment, his hands and feet were tightly trapped by white silk threads, like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, ready to be slaughtered.

Su Chen had a sarcastic look on his face, and the eighth level of true essence was condensed in his hand, and he punched Wang Lang hard in the chest.

"Bang!"

Wang Lang couldn't avoid it, his eyes suddenly widened with disbelief, and he took this punch all the time.

A huge blood hole was directly blasted out of his chest by this punch. The shell-shaped treasure he was so proud of was useless at this moment, because Su Chen's move

The punch is not the attack of the metal magic weapon, but the pure fist and kick.

At this moment, the white silk thread wrapped around his body was also loosened, and Wang Lang's body flew out like a kite with a broken string and fell off the ring.

With a bang, his body fell to the bottom of the ring, bleeding all over the ground. He was already dead and could no longer die.

"again."

Su Chen smiled. This time he was even more straightforward. He didn't even bother to argue with Xuan Su. After putting away the white thread, he flew off the ring while everyone was still stunned.

There was a dead silence on and off the stage, and everyone had incredible looks on their faces.

suddenly.

Someone clapped, and then more and more people clapped.

The entire arena area actually erupted in thunderous applause, which lasted for a long time!

All the contestants, except for the disciples from Zhan Tiandu, the disciples from the other two factions applauded Su Chen as if they had made an appointment!

This ironic scene made the expression on De Xuan Su's face freeze instantly!

Su Chen obviously didn't expect such a situation to happen. When he walked to the place where he had rested before, he saw Gan Jing and Xi Qi, who were even more excited, with excitement on their faces.

She blushed and clapped her hands vigorously, as if she would break her palms.

"Brother Su, you are so awesome!"

"Brother Su, you are our pride."

Gan Jing's eyes were red, as if he was so excited that he wanted to cry. Even Xi Qi, who was laughing and joking, wiped his face with his sleeve unintentionally, wiping away a few tears.

"Brother Su, you see, there is a scale of justice in everyone's hearts after all. This Xuan Su is manipulating the game and trying to cover the sky with one hand. You see, apart from Zhan Tiandu's

Disciple, who else will support her? In the end, it will be self-destruction!"

Gan Jing was so excited when he said it that he almost shouted, his fists were clenched tightly, and the veins on his forehead were bulging.

Indeed, what he said is exactly what most of the contestants present are thinking now.

Although these contestants are powerful disciples, they may not necessarily want to see a guy who came out of the Holy Land get too popular and step on their heads.

However, everyone is rational after all. After discovering that this guy from the Holy Land is indeed much more talented than them, in addition to envy, jealousy and hatred, he will also feel jealousy in his heart.

Accept it slowly.

However, if Xuan Su suppresses the opponent by manipulating the game, that is another matter.
Chapter completed!