"Insolent!"
"This isn’t your place to be shouting!"
Liang Junlin shouted coldly. He stepped forward, dissolving into an afterimage and vanishing on the spot.
In the blink of an eye, he was already in front of Long Chen, bringing a powerful punch with him!
He wasn’t the only one to move; Zhuo Teng acted as well!
Zhuo Teng slammed his palm into the ground, letting out a low shout, "Ice Cage!"
Instantly, countless shards of ice materialized and swarmed toward Long Chen.
It was a binding Martial Technique!
Faced with their coordinated attack, Long Chen wasn’t the least bit flustered. Instead, a cold smile touched his lips.
He took a step forward, and in that instant, the battle qi surrounding his body erupted! With crushing force, he directly shattered all the materializing shards of ice.
Immediately after, Long Chen also threw a punch!
BANG!
Their fists collided fiercely, and a dull thud resounded.
Long Chen didn’t budge an inch, but Liang Junlin’s expression grew grim. A numbing sensation shot up from his fist, making him extremely uncomfortable.
The next second, Liang Junlin vanished, reappearing behind Long Chen.
He had always prided himself on his speed. Among the top three on the Spirit List, even Zhang Changyuan was a notch slower than him.
"Now, let’s see you block this!" Liang Junlin laughed heartily.
He had already calculated his attack route, planning to use his superior speed to catch Long Chen off guard and unable to react.
Just as he was smugly confident that this strike would be enough to defeat Long Chen, his expression froze.
WHOOSH!
Suddenly, Long Chen’s figure vanished from right before his eyes.
Where did he go?
Liang Junlin was dumbfounded. He scanned left and right but still saw no sign of Long Chen.
BANG!
A sharp pain suddenly erupted from his back!
SPURT!
A mouthful of fresh blood sprayed from his lips as he crashed heavily to the ground.
Before he could even get up, a foot was already planted on his back. The excruciating pain caused him to scream like a stuck pig.
"Get down."
Long Chen spoke indifferently, kicking him off the arena. He landed on the ground and lay motionless, like a dead dog.
Seeing this, Zhuo Teng and Zhang Changyuan’s expressions turned exceedingly grim.
Zhuo Teng looked at Zhang Changyuan and said, "Senior Brother Zhang, you can’t just stand by and watch anymore."
"I’m afraid this kid’s strength truly surpasses both of ours."
"If we don’t team up now and things continue like this, he’s going to completely wipe out our Spirit List."
"Mm," Zhang Changyuan nodded. He looked at Long Chen seriously. The arrogance and flamboyance from before were gone, replaced by caution.
Having reached a consensus, Zhuo Teng and Zhang Changyuan finally joined forces against Long Chen.
"You go keep him occupied. I’ll find the right moment to defeat him in one blow!" Zhang Changyuan suggested to Zhuo Teng.
Considering Zhang Changyuan was stronger than him, Zhuo Teng had no objections and nodded immediately.
Then, Zhuo Teng transformed into an afterimage and shot straight toward Long Chen.
Sensing the Qi Force rushing toward him, Long Chen didn’t move an inch, remaining right where he stood.
Zhuo Teng was slightly taken aback. He didn’t dwell on it and threw a punch directly at Long Chen.
BANG!
The punch landed squarely on Long Chen’s body, yet he was completely unaffected, showing no signs of injury whatsoever.
How is this possible?
Zhuo Teng was utterly astonished.
Before he could react, a powerful force sent him flying