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“Haha, I won in no time!” Old Zao said with a smug smile after returning to his seat.

“Fast!” Lan Ming said helplessly as two drops of cold sweat dripped down his forehead. He could now tell that these people were each lazier than the other. They actually did it as simply as they wanted. Moreover, if it were anyone else, they would have also won if they had a dragon as their pet beast!

Feng Jing and First Elder Feng were in the fourth and fifth groups respectively. After they went on stage, they actually learned from Old Zao and directly revealed their dragons. As soon as the dragons came out, their opponents admitted defeat depressedly.

In the area where Leng Ruoxue and the others were…

“Haha! Well done.” Old Zao was pleased to see Feng Jing and First Elder Feng imitating him!

“Yeah!” Feng Jing replied. In fact, Feng Jing’s idea was mainly that his opponent had about the same strength as him, so fighting would also be a waste of time.. After all, he didn’t lack combat experience, so there was no need to spend time on this.

Three more groups of matches were carried out, and Leng Qingtian, Lin Liang, and Old Man went on stage one by one. The three of them won against their opponents and obtained victory without much effort because their opponents were weaker than them.

“Xue’er, I’m the only one who hasn’t gone on stage yet,” Freak said aggrievedly, his starry eyes shining with tears!

“You’re the finale! The important things are always kept for the end,” Leng Ruoxue quickly comforted. Freak was in the tenth group, and his opponent was Sun Zhou City’s Ni Tao. Although that fellow was very strong, he was definitely no match for Freak.

Prior to this, there were also two mystics from Sun Zhou City who had fought against her grandfather and Old Man. However, these two people might be very strong to other mystics, but they were helpless in front of her grandfather and Old Man. The three of them were the strongest among the five mystics from Sun Zhou City who advanced to the top 100. From this, it was evident the mystics sent by Sun Zhou City’s Mystic Association were really not of much quality!

In fact, Leng Ruoxue had wronged Sun Zhou City’s Mystic Association. It wasn’t that the mystics of the branch weren’t strong but that they were unlucky to meet Leng Ruoxue and the others, who were even stronger. After all, these mystics were definitely among the top 100 with their strength. Unfortunately, they just happened to meet these monsters such as Leng Ruoxue. This was probably Zhou Kun’s miscalculation! He had never seen Leng Ruoxue’s and the others’ strength clearly!

Half an hour later…

It was finally Freak’s turn.

“Xue’er, let’s go back after I finish!” Freak stood up and said to Leng Ruoxue with a smile. His voice happened to be neither loud nor soft, but it reached Ni Tao’s ears nearby.

Ni Tao glared at Freak and said furiously, “Beat me first if you want to go back!”

“Don’t be anxious. It will go as you wish.” Freak smiled gently, infuriating him to death.

“You… Come on!” Ni Tao glared fiercely at Freak and strode onto the arena.

“Xue’er, he’s in a hurry to lose! I’m going!” Freak kissed Leng Ruoxue gently on the lips and stepped onto the arena with a happy expression.

On the arena, Freak used the same trick again. First, he tied Ni Tao into a dumpling with mystic power as thin as threads and then gave him a fierce beating…

“You… you’re too despicable. You’re doing this again. Come at me with real swords and spears if you dare!” stammered Ni Tao, whose face had been beaten into a pig’s head. He was really depressed. He had obviously been guarding against this man using this move for a long time, but he still couldn’t defend himself. Boohoo… What was this! This man used this move every match, but it was still impossible to guard against. How was this possible? Even racking his brains, he couldn’t understand…

“I don’t need a sword or a spear. My fist is enough.” Freak deliberately misinterpreted Ni Tao’s words and punched him in the mouth to prevent him from talking nonsense.

“Aaahhhh!” Ni Tao couldn’t help crying out in pain after Freak threw this punch. Who knew that the moment he opened his mouth, his teeth would start chattering and then collectively leave him, their master, as they escaped desperately…

Freak added some color to Ni Tao’s face and then attacked other places…

Freak on the arena waved his fists to his heart’s content, and the audience in the audience seats turned their heads one after another, unable to bear looking at the man who was beaten to such a miserable state. At this moment, the only thought in their heads was that the violent man’s violent tendencies seemed to have escalated again!

On the main stage…

Lan Lie looked at the violent scene on the arena with his mouth agape and was speechless for a long time.

“That man is so fierce!” he couldn’t help saying after returning to his senses.

“Get used to it,” Su Nan said. At the same time, he prayed in his heart that he wouldn’t meet this abnormal couple again! His body was too fragile, and he couldn’t enjoy their intense torment!

“I wonder which is harder, his fist or a sacred artifact?” Leng Wudi asked after a long silence.

“Sacred artifact? Are you joking?” Lan Lie looked at his friend in disbelief.

“Perhaps a divine artifact?” Leng Wudi said with a teasing smile on his face.

“How is that possible!” Lan Lie was so excited that he almost jumped up. The best equipment on the Boundless Heaven Continent now were sacred artifacts. Divine artifacts only existed in legends, and no one had ever seen one.

“Why not? The body of a mystic isn’t made of paper. Do you really think ordinary fists can beat a mystic to such a state?” Leng Wudi asked in return.

“Even… even so, you can’t say that his fist is comparable to a sacred artifact, right? Isn’t that a little too exaggerated!” Lan Lie couldn’t help saying.

“I didn’t say that! I just said that I don’t know if his fist or a sacred artifact is harder.” Leng Wudi’s handsome face was full of innocence. In fact, he just suspected that the man named Ye Chen might have practiced some kind of fist technique.

“Is there a difference?” Lan Lie said gloomily. Did his ability to understand deteriorate? Why didn’t he seem to understand what Leng Wudi was saying?

“Of course!” Leng Wudi smiled.

“I want to challenge him,” Sun Teng suddenly said, his body releasing an intense fighting spirit.