"It's all over, this time Wang Chen is really finished!" Kou Er said worriedly from a distance, watching the strength Ye Yu had displayed.

  By her side, Liu Xiangyun's face was also worried, with a slightly furrowed brow and eyes filled with concern.

  "Let's wait and see, the club may bring us some surprises!" On the contrary, Zilan said mysteriously with a hint of smile.

  Having watched Wang Chen and Kong Jie's battle earlier, she was shocked. At this moment, a hint of expectation had subtly emerged.

  In the arena, Wang Chen's face was even more solemn at this time. The previous move had clearly already taken a secret loss for him. Even in the case of fifteen overlapping waves of palms, he could only fight with his opponent to a draw, showing that the strength of a second-level True Martial Artist had reached what level.

  A faint numbness rose up his arm, the true yuan inside him churned and surged, while the Clock Milk was still taking effect, rapidly alleviating the numbness in his arm.

  Ye Yu also lost his previous divine color at this time, and added a bit of caution.

  With one move, Wang Chen's strength was evident, even stronger than expected! Now he knew why Kong Jie had lost to this guy.

  Underneath the surface of a 9th-stage Body Refining cultivator's strength lies such a terrifying power.

  With one blow, his strength reached 4,000 kilograms, and he was on par with this second-stage True Martial Artist. Is this still human?

  Layered Waves Palm? The mysterious stage of martial arts, perhaps it has already reached the level of high-level martial arts, otherwise it would not be possible to burst out such a terrifying force!

  Of course, on the other hand, he was also intimidated by Wang Chen's strong physique. Although his martial skills were powerful, without a strong body and original strength to back them up, he couldn't have reached this level. It can be seen that Wang Chen's achievements today are not undeserved, nor are they just due to luck as others have said, but rather genuine ability.

  Now he finally knows why Kong Jie suffered such a big loss in Wang Chen's hands!

  "Dragon Tiger Fist!" At this thought, Ye Yu narrowed his eyes and let out a low shout as he pounced forward once again.

  He can only take advantage of the current stage to defeat Wang Chen, after the last battle with Kong Jie, he knew that Wang Chen's true yuan force must have been greatly consumed.

  Although the Clock Milk is a precious gift from heaven to help replenish and recover, it also takes time. He must defeat Wang Chen as soon as possible within this period of time. Otherwise, when his true yuan force recovers, the difficulty of winning will become even greater.

  "Layered Wave Palm!" Seeing Ye Yu make another attack, Wang Chen didn't dare to be careless, and the Layered Wave Palm was once again unleashed.

  In front of a second-order Zhenwu master, the power of Bongshan Fist is no longer enough to contend with, and only Chonglang Palm can contend with it.

  Of course, there is also Kamehameha, but under the opponent's pressure, it is obviously impossible to perform Kamehameha.

  The power of Qing Guang Bao is indeed terrifying, and if it were to be unleashed, it would be entirely possible to defeat Ye Yu completely. However, the reason why Qing Guang Bao is considered a more terrifying martial skill than Feng Xuan Jian, yet can only be ranked as an initial-stage Xuan-class technique, lies within itself.

  That's gathering all the true yuan force in an instant, it takes time to condense, and it's not something that Wang Chen can do in one or two seconds. This period of time is enough for Ye Yu to kill himself.

  To unleash the Qing Guang explosion, sufficient time is required. There's only one possibility: forcing Ye Yu to retreat! Extract enough time to condense the Qing Guang bullet!

  At this point, Wang Chen was secretly anxious, with less than six layers of true yuan left in his body. The clock milk was still helping to recover, and it would not be possible to achieve the effect in a short period of time!

  The two men were at it again, punching and kicking each other.

  Dark clouds spread across the sky, bringing strong gusts of wind, and the continuous rumble of thunder echoes through the air.

  The air waves overflowed, spreading in all directions, stirring up the fallen leaves to fly about, and then those fallen leaves were directly blown into powder by the air waves and dispersed in the cold wind.

  The battle has entered a white-hot stage, and at this moment, both Wang Chen and Ye Yu's palms are covered with a faint layer of white light, which is the manifestation of their true yuan force being pushed to the extreme.

  A gust of wind roared, bringing out one after another illusory shadows, covering the sky and earth, making it difficult for people to distinguish which one was actually real.

  All I could hear was the continuous sound of collisions.

  At this moment, the scene was eerily quiet, with only the sound of fighting audible. Everyone maintained that silence, eyes wide open and staring intently.

  Within the war circle, palm shadows dance across the sky, as if it were an airtight space, leaving one in awe.

  What's even more unexpected is that under the fierce attack of Second-Order True Martial Artist Ye Yu, Wang Chen was actually able to stand firm and not fall, leaving everyone greatly surprised.

  It seems that as their strength is displayed, this midnight confrontation between Zi Ye and Wang Chen becomes more and more interesting, making more people start to look forward to it.

  White light flashed, each palm swiftly swept past his body, brushing against his skin, bringing a wave of stinging pain, the palm wind was sharp and unparalleled.

  With Ghost Step's strange movement, Wang Chen dodged the opponent's fierce attack once again, and was already panting heavily.

  His true strength was being consumed too quickly, and his physical strength also began to falter as the battle continued, with beads of sweat streaming down his face.

  The clothes have long been soaked with sweat! The cold wind blows by, bringing a hint of coolness.

  However, his heart was burning with an unprecedented passion, and the underlying wild factor was thoroughly activated, making Wang Chen's blood boil. Even though he felt that his true yuan force was almost depleted, and his physical strength began to falter, under that exciting spirit, it seemed as if all of this was being dispelled.

  He consecutively unleashed fifteen overlapping wave palms, causing his entire body to start aching vaguely, especially his arms. Every time they clashed, he could feel the mournful cries of his bones, as if they were about to shatter instantly.

  But couldn't bear that surging heart, couldn't help but burst out again and again, and the pain seemed to become a stimulant as time went by!

  Inside the war circle, the two figures intertwined, launching a fierce and unrelenting attack, with gunpowder smell filling the air, extremely thrilling, as if every second could determine victory or defeat.

  As the battle continued, Ye Yu was also getting more and more shocked. As he understood Wang Chen's strength, his heart could no longer be calm.

  It's rare to see a 9th-stage cultivator able to exchange blows with a 2nd-stage True Martial Artist for so long without being at a disadvantage. This is indeed abnormal!

  He had originally thought that after exhausting his true yuan, he would take advantage of the situation to defeat this guy. Now it seems that he had underestimated the strange effectiveness of Zhong Ruiliu's technique! It was clearly impossible to exhaust Wang Chen's true yuan. On the contrary, his own side had already consumed three or four tenths of their true yuan. If things continued like this, the situation would develop in a direction favorable to Wang Chen.

  "Kid, I wonder how much longer you can hold on!" With that thought, Ye Yu's mouth curled up into a cold smile as he shouted at Wang Chen.

  Immediately after a fierce strike, he retreated instead of advancing, and surprisingly, he violently retreated to a distant place without continuing the attack.

  "Darkness Level: Tiger Roars the Heavens!" Then, he let out a soft shout, and his aura suddenly surged again in an instant.

  Clasping his fists with both hands, he let out a loud roar, and in that instant, the true yuan force throughout his body concentrated into his arms.

  "Let's see if you have what it takes!" Seeing this, Wang Chen knew that Ye Yu was tired of the endless entanglement and planned to end this battle with his strongest move!

  "What a great opportunity!" Thinking of this, he secretly felt lucky that his opponent's concession had given him the chance to catch his breath.

  It seems that the Xuanjie Wugong: Tiger Roar also requires the condensation of true yuan force. Taking advantage of this opportunity, it's possible that I can condense a Qing Guang Bao as well.

  With the help of Reishi, the body's true energy is recovering at a rate that has surpassed its consumption. At this moment, the extraordinary effect of Reishi is fully unleashed under immense pressure.

  "Emerald Blast!" Feeling the recovery of his true yuan energy, Wang Chen let out a low shout and seized the opportunity to condense an emerald orb.

  In an instant, a wild wind danced around Wang Chen as the center, with the surrounding yuanqi rapidly condensing and coming over. Compared to Ye Yu in front of him, it seemed even more ferocious.

  "This is the final move, that villain won't get away scot-free! Tiger Roar Heaven Shattering! This is a martial skill that can rival the high-level techniques of the Mystic Realm!" The onlookers outside the arena whispered to each other.

  Everyone held their breath, knowing that the final crucial moment was about to arrive, and the two were going to use this move to decide the outcome.

  Everyone was eagerly anticipating this moment, and from now on, no one would regard Wang Chen as a mere 9th-stage Body Refiner martial artist. Unconsciously, they had already elevated his strength to the same level as Ye Yu's, a 2nd-stage True Martial Artist. The final blow, who would emerge victorious?