The stagnation of these forty-seven people was already within Chen Shen's expectation.
As competitors, they formed a temporary team just for their own selfish reasons. Among these so-called companions, who is willing to sacrifice his own interests for others?
Chen Shen curled his lips, raised his gun with both hands, and while maintaining the remaining power of hundreds of birds facing the phoenix, the real killer move that he had secretly accumulated for a long time entered the final stage of preparation——
"Huhu...huhu..."
He closed his eyes and concentrated, violently absorbing the storm of mysterious energy in this small world into his body!
After a breath, his closed eyes suddenly opened, and the afterimage of a majestic lion appeared behind his head!
Then, this huge blue-purple thunder lion, in sync with Chen Shen's next movements, suddenly opened its bloody mouth - Little Lion Roaring Technique!
"howl!"
A lion's roar shook the sky!
Thunder-type sound waves visible to the naked eye suddenly surged with Chen Shen as the center, causing sand and rocks to fly within a hundred feet around him!
The forty-seven intruders are still fighting with the Thunder Eagle in front of them, and no one has paid attention to Chen Shen's real killing move!
The nine top players, including Jin Chengzhi and Dianyi, did not expect that Chen Shen, while unleashing such powerful marksmanship, could actually perform another move, Roaring Lion!
By the time they reacted, the soul-shaking roar of the Little Lion's Roaring Technique had already caught them without exception!
"ah!"
"puff!"
"cough……"
Those with weaker cultivation levels were directly shocked to the point of severe internal injuries, blood gushed out from their ears, nose and mouth, and they immediately lost their ability to fight!
Those who were above the Eight-Star Mysterious Master were not much better. The Little Lion's Roar caused their consciousness to flicker and their heads to blur. Both offensive and defensive movements came to a halt at the same time, making it difficult to continue.
The thunder eagle standing in front of them would naturally not miss such a good opportunity, and the eagle cries suddenly became one and the same——
"Whoosh... whoosh..."
Wherever Lei Mang points, the skin will be split and the flesh will be cut!
"Puff...Puff..."
Wherever the thunder eagle passed, blood flew everywhere!
After just three breaths, Chen Shen was the only one within a hundred meters standing upright. The forty-seven players who attacked him were all seriously injured and fell to the ground.
Even the nine dandy men of the imperial capital headed by Jin Chengzhi and Dianyi, the nine nine-star mystics who had the best chance of entering the top ten finals, were not spared.
Now they regret it very much! Everyone’s face is full of unwillingness!
If they could not underestimate the enemy at the beginning and use their best mysterious skills to attack with all their strength, with the strength of their nine-star mysterious practitioners, how could they be suppressed by Chen Shen with one shot and a big mouth, until he was unable to fight back?
Game?
If they could be more courageous when fighting with those Thunder Eagles, and attack Chen Shen himself at the cost of minor injuries, and surround and kill him with the strength of forty-seven people, how could this little boy still be there?
How long did it take to master the Little Lion’s Roaring Skill?
Unfortunately, the cruelest thing about the real world is that there is no "if"!
At this moment, the whole place was silent, and even the sound of breathing could not be heard. Instead, the sound of people swallowing saliva in fear could be heard one after another.
They couldn't help but recall what Chen Shen said at that time: "You treat me like a soft persimmon, and I will beat you into persimmon jam!"
Before that, no one took what he said to heart, and many people even laughed on the spot, taking the harsh words of the young man with the silver gun as a joke.
But now, all the forty-seven contestants were lying limply on the ground, either shocked to the point of bleeding from the seven holes by the little lion's roar, or bruised all over their bodies by the pecking claws of the thunder eagle.
Looking from a distance, it really feels like persimmon jam is everywhere...
In fact, in addition to the forty-seven contestants who actively provoked Chen Shen, there was another character who unfortunately became a victim of the Little Lion's Roar Kung Fu - Shao Wenkai!
"Pfft!" The old guy cried out a mouthful of blood. He, who was already seriously injured, became even more depressed at this moment.
"Cough cough cough... Chen, Chen Shen... you little bastard, you deliberately let a ray of sound wave hit me... cough cough..." Shao Wenkai's face was full of resentment.
Chen Shen shrugged innocently: "You old guy, don't rant! You should know that unlike other tricks, sonic magic is extremely difficult to control its release angle and range, so I accidentally hurt you. This is at best
It was just an accident!"
"Accident? Accident makes you paralyzed!"
Shao Wenkai's nose was so angry that he thought angrily: "The rest of the thunderous sound waves are spread out in a fan shape to deal with the enemy in front of you! Only the backward one hit me.
, Could this be a fucking accident? Can there be such a coincidence? "
"Old guy, looking at your resentful eyes, it seems that you are not satisfied with my answer? Well, then I will give you a satisfactory answer!"
Chen Shen smiled evilly, then walked slowly to the other party, squatted down, and whispered in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "I did this to you on purpose! You old man fell motionless in the pothole.
, he is simply a perfect living target, how can I wait until I don’t get you now?”
"You know the truth now, but what can you do to me?"
"When you saw me being attacked by a group of forty-seven players, weren't you gloating about my misfortune? Did you continue to laugh? Can't you laugh anymore? Hahahaha..."
"Whoever laughs last will laugh best! But obviously, you are not the one who laughs last..."
After that, the young man walked away, leaving Shao Wenkai filled with resentment and vomited three more mouthfuls of blood. He rolled his eyes and passed out...
After taking care of Shao Wenkai, Chen Shen held the gun in his right hand, took big steps, and appeared in front of Jin Chengzhi in a few flashes.
He looked down condescendingly at the young man in the imperial capital in front of him. He pressed the tip of his spear mercilessly against the opponent's throat and said word by word: "You have two choices now. First: Give up and admit defeat, and you don't have to suffer any more.
.Second, let me stab you a few times until you have no possibility of resistance!"
"Damn! You foreign dog, do you know who you are talking to?"
Jin Chengzhi yelled: "My grandfather is the Minister of the Ministry of Punishment! How dare you touch me? How dare you threaten me? Don't you fucking want to hang out in the imperial capital anymore?"
Jin Chengzhi was salivating. He had been used to being arrogant since he was a child. Even though he had just suffered a defeat, he didn't take Chen Shen's words seriously.
Chen Shen frowned: "So much nonsense!"
Then, the Underworld Snake Bone Spear stabbed with lightning speed -
"Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff..."
The tip of the spear makes me feel cold!
When Jin Chengzhi reacted, his arms and legs were penetrated by the tip of the spear, and his bones and tendons were broken...