C660 He fought Wang Kun again!
C660 He fought Wang Kun again!
"Wu Shuo has left the arena. Those who didn't fight Wu Shuo all won their match!" The High Lord furrowed his brows as he spoke, clearly angry at Wu Shuo's departure. After all, Wu Shuo was a member of his Divine Palace.
Wu Shuo's ranking as the thirteenth was already set in stone.
In the seventh round, Mu Qingxuan was still the complete victor. Xiao Chen had won five rounds, admitted defeat one round, and in the following match, he had won another.
The eighth round!
The ninth round!
The tenth round!
Mu Qingxuan chose Xiao Chen, and Xiao Chen chose to admit defeat without hesitation!
The eleventh round!
Mu Qingxuan chose Wang Kun, and Wang Kun chose to admit defeat!
The twelfth round!
Only Xiao Chen and Wang Kun were left!
Xiao Chen did not care about the rankings, and Wang Kun did not care about the rankings either.
Xiao Chen and Wang Kun stood on the kung fu stage s facing each other from afar.
Everyone looked at the two of them in anticipation.
"Does Wang Jian know you?" Xiao Chen asked indifferently.
"Yes, since you know that Wang Jian died in your hands."
Wang Kun smiled slightly.
"Yes, I didn't expect you to have such an identity." Xiao Chen's voice turned a little cold.
"I didn't think of it either, but no matter what identity it is, it's not important, is it? Today is our third battle, and also our last battle. " Wang Kun said indifferently.
"Yeah, it's time to end this!" Xiao Chen sighed.
"Let's go up and fight! This place can't take our fight!"
"Alright!"
Xiao Chen and Wang Kun rose from the ground and directly flew into the sky.
"Xiao Chen, settle all the grudges today!" Wang Kun's voice sounded.
Xiao Chen smiled, a cold killing intent continued to surge out from the depths of his eyes: "Wang Kun, this time, I will not let you go!"
"I also think so!"
Wang Kun gave a bland laugh as the smile on his face instantly transformed into Ling Ran's killing intent. Immediately, an incomparably violent profound energy fluctuation surged out of his body like a stormy sea.
"unparalleled battle spirit!" Xiao Chen shouted coldly in his heart as the aura on his body instantly increased explosively. He directly went from the first level of Martial Saint to the fifth, and his Immortal Elemental Energy surged.
"Only someone at the fifth level of Martial Saint would be interested!"
Wang Kun laughed sinisterly as he brought his index and middle fingers together and suddenly pointed at Xiao Chen.
"Heaven Breaking Finger!"
The boundless Immortal Elemental Energy immediately whistled out, and the finger formed from Immortal Elemental Energy swept towards Xiao Chen like lightning!
"ten-veined divine sword!"
Xiao Chen stretched out his right hand and a elegant sword light flashed between his five fingers. As his Immortal Elemental Energy surged, it directly collided with the finger formed from Wang Kun's Immortal Elemental Energy in the middle, and both of them scattered apart in an instant.
"There's no need to be polite, take my palm!" Xiao Chen sneered, and an extremely positive Decapitation Dragon's Eighteen Palms appeared. A dragon's roar sounded, and wave after wave of powerful energy quickly filled the air.
The golden dragon formed from the Decapitation Dragon's Eighteen Palms roared, as its over ten meters long body charged straight at Wang Kun.
"Eight Extreme Palms!"
Sensing the extremely positive energy within the golden dragon, Wang Kun's expression changed slightly as he instantly struck out with his Eight Extreme Palms. In the air, eight gigantic palm prints instantly appeared, and within the palm prints, there was a pitch-black intent, as the eight gigantic palms all landed on the golden dragon's body.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
A violent collision sound resounded in the air, and ripples visible to the naked eye spread in all directions. In the end, the golden dragon and giant palm were both destroyed in the air.