But after hearing about his deeds, the demon clan who were also in the Battle of Kings arena looked at him with flashing eyes.
"The game... begins!"
With the referee's powerful shout, the battle of the kings on the second floor of the arena began instantly.
On the huge arena, silhouettes of people intertwined in an instant, and each demon clan showed off its strengths. A demon clan dressed in black erupted from his body with a rich green gas, filling the arena with a stench.
Whoosh, a black shadow flashed.
His head was instantly twisted off by a monster with glowing hands, and he fell down alive.
The entire arena was filled with the sound of wind and the clang of metal colliding.
The stench, the sweet and sweet smell of poison gas mixed together, and the strong smell of blood came from it.
The battle on the second floor of the arena was more than twice as fierce as the one above.
"Ma Sheng has killed three people!"
"He's still killing!"
The leopard demon's loud voice shouted professionally.
"Ma Sheng! Kill, kill, kill!"
The audience's eyes were red, as if they were the soldiers fighting below.
The strong wind blows...
After brushing his clothes and hair, Wang Chen's lonely figure stood aside, feeling extremely desolate and helpless, watching the fierce fighting in front of him alone.
Blood and body parts were flying.
"Am I traveling back in time to the last battle of kings?"
"Didn't the leopard demon speak clearly enough?"
Wang Chen yelled in his heart.
"Why didn't anyone deal with me?"
Almost all the demon clan have the same idea.
Since you know that you can only swing one palm a day, wait for the unlucky guy to receive this palm first.
It's like a group of people surrounding a person, but this person has a gun with only one bullet in it.
Although everyone knew that he could only kill one person, no one wanted to be the one who took the bullet.
"Um?"
Leopard Demon quickly discovered this situation.
"Oh my God, Jiang Yu is still alive and well."
He suddenly shouted.
The audience, whose attention was originally completely attracted by the fierce battle group, quickly discovered this situation.
After a short silence.
Shh!
There were overwhelming boos.
Are there no warriors in the arena on the second floor?
"A bunch of cowards were scared away by a penguin who could only slap one hand."
"We paid to watch the game! We will refund the money!"
The demons and monsters are excited.
The boos all over the sky finally affected the demon clan who were fighting fiercely. A pair of eyes full of murderous intent suddenly looked at Wang Chen.
At this moment, there are only more than twenty monsters left in the battle group, all of whom are strong men belonging to the first and second echelons.
"Let's call a truce for the time being and wait until we take care of that guy."
Bao Tong's sharp eyes gave a color to his opponent.
"good."
More than 20 monsters temporarily stopped fighting and slowly walked towards Wang Chen.
"Kill him and divide his bodies!"
I want to see his limbs ripped off!
The green-faced and fanged spectators roared wildly, waiting to see this scene of bloody massacre.
Wang Chen watched a group of tall monsters walking towards him, his face unchanged at all.
"Come on!"
A thick black man yelled. He was two feet tall, and what was terrifying was that his broad body was also two feet wide.
"Fight here!" He slapped his strong chest and made a thumping sound, provoking Wang Chen.
“Well done, Montenegro!”
"This is the warrior of our demon clan."
The audience went crazy and cheered at the top of their lungs.
"Come on, hit here!" A short demon clan with a sharp head on the side, with the upper point and the lower round like a cone, also imitated Heishan and slapped his head, making a metallic sound.
"Kill, kill, kill!"
"Kill him!"
The audience roared with thunderous cheers, and countless spectators couldn't help but stand up and shout loudly.
Among the monsters, several people looked extremely indifferent.
They hid behind the tall demon clan, and every step was as light as a feather.
It's as if the entire body doesn't exist.
He just narrowed his eyes and locked onto Wang Chen's figure. Killing this shameless guy who caused public outrage would obviously increase his reputation greatly.
Whoosh!
The sound of wind blows.
Bao Tong moved first. He was a leopard monster and was extremely fast.
In an instant, it turned into an afterimage and suddenly sprang out from behind the monsters.
At the same time, two lightning-like figures flew out.
It was a bobcat and a jackal, both extremely fast races. In a short period of time, three first-tier seed masters actually reached a cooperation agreement and attacked in three directions.
All the spectators saw was a three-colored figure with an afterimage, rushing toward the shivering penguin like lightning.
"good!"
"How can he hide this time?"
Everyone stared at Wang Chen's figure on the ring, fearing that they would miss the scene of him being dismembered.
In the blink of an eye, the three demons arrived almost at the same time, slashing down with one sword and two swords at the same time.
The weapon passed through Wang Chen's body, but there was no sense of blockage at all, as if it had passed through the air.
It's an afterimage!
Bao Tong and the three demons were startled at the same time, and were about to fly away, but they suddenly felt a powerful force coming from the air and descending suddenly.
boom!
The smoke and dust beat strangely, like the heavy ring itself shaking.
Under that heavy pressure,
The hard arena collapsed under the pressure.
The surrounding spectators could clearly see that the mark of the depression was the print of a hand.
In the arena, the monsters who were about to swarm up and kill the shameless penguin were staggered by the pressure.
Those with low cultivation levels were directly suppressed and fell to the ground in embarrassment.
Even Bao Tong felt like his whole body was filled with lead and it was difficult to move.
He summoned up his demonic strength and tried to escape from this terrifying aura, but he only felt that the light in the sky was dazzling, like a sun hanging in the sky.
In panic, he tried his best to look up.
A golden palm suddenly fell down at this moment!
Boom! Terrifying explosions like thunder echoed in the arena.
Smoke and dust were everywhere, and the strong wind was blowing back. The audience seemed to be facing a strong wind,
Clothes and hair dance violently.
At this moment, the entire arena seemed to be filled with the sound of whistling wind.
The leopard demon opened his mouth wide. He was about to give a fierce speech. Even words such as: "This shameless penguin has finally been killed. They are the real warriors of our demon clan" were swallowed back.
The audience was silent, and only the clear palm print on the ring was left in their eyes.
A bunch of monsters who were fighting fiercely just now were lying on the ground like swatted insects.
shocking.
"Oh my God!"
"What kind of palm technique is this?" It took a long time for the demons to react, and they were shocked.
"Even if this demon can only hit one palm a day, it is enough to crush the second-level arena, and it can even gain a foothold on the third level."
A tall and thin demon clan member said in surprise. He often watched the battles at various levels of the arena and had a relatively clear understanding of the strength of each level.
"It's too scary." Among the audience were soldiers from the second-level arena who came to check out the situation. At this moment, they secretly decided to give up if they faced Wang Chen.
It's just that he has passed the Battle of Kings, will he still stay in the second-floor arena?
"But so what, not to mention that he can only hit one palm a day, even if he can hit two or three palms, it will be difficult to use a single attack method."
A bald demon with no beard and hair said that he had a preconceived prejudice against Wang Chen.
"Hmph, next time, I must see how he died." A fat man stood up depressedly.