The spectators were dumbfounded. If such a terrifying attack force were to hit a person, not even a single bone would be found.
"How did this guy become like this?" Mona shouted in shock. Sonio and Anton Bell were also shocked. They thought they would win the martial arts challenge, but something unexpected happened in the middle.
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When the smoke and dust dispersed, the arena turned into a pile of loose rocks.
Augustine stood in the center of the ring, and saw Mokende's figure floating in front of him. His eyes kept up with Mokende's movement speed, and it was difficult to hit him.
Suddenly, a voice in the air came from behind Augustine.
"Bang!" A burst of grudge exploded on Augustine's back.
Fortunately, Augustine's petrified skin defense was strong enough. Mokende's grudge attack did not hurt Augustine, but Augustine was affected by the impact and rushed forward a few steps.
"Huh, so what if you have powerful power now, but you haven't even touched the corner of my clothes yet." Mokende's voice came from all directions.
Augustine roared angrily, and his green eyes suddenly glowed with green light. In his eyes, Mokende's movement speed seemed to slow down hundreds of times in an instant.
This is another major talent skill of the Cyclops, the Eye of the God of War.
Catching Mokende's movement direction, Augustine suddenly turned around, grabbed the iron rod with both hands, and smashed it towards him.
Mokende was shocked and hurriedly held his sword across his chest to resist.
"Clang!" There was a sound.
The attack power generated by Augustine's powerful divine power combined with the one thousand kilogram iron rod was very astonishing. It cracked Mokende's tiger's mouth, and the sword in his hand almost fell off. He spurted out a mouthful of blood and fell straight back.
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"Hit him!"
After Mu Bai saw it, a hint of joy appeared on his tense face.
The audience was in an uproar.
"Damn it." Mokende covered his chest and got up from the ground in a state of embarrassment. He couldn't help but cursed angrily. He had never been injured to this extent by his opponent. He suddenly became furious.
A chilling air emanated from Mokende's body, and the temperature suddenly dropped to freezing point.
"What an astonishing murderous aura! What kind of martial arts is this?" Tang Sheng's face showed a look of concentration.