"The winner of the 100th arena, Qing Lei!" While everyone was looking at Mu Chen, the remaining ninety-nine battles also ended one after another.
"Qing Lei." Mu Chen muttered, and it was this name again. For some reason, when he and Qing Lei looked at each other, there was a resonance. In those eyes, he seemed to see his former self.
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"Next!" A loud shout came from the mouth of the supervisor next to him. Because Mu Chen's battle just now was too shocking, the supervisor shouted several times in a row but no one came on stage to attack.
"I'll give it a try." A figure jumped up and stood firmly in front of Mu Chen.
Mu Chen looked up and saw that standing in front of him was a young man who looked like a bamboo pole. The young man looked younger than himself, and his honest expression made Mu Chen feel a little fond of him after just one glance.
"Hello, my name is Xiaohu." After saying that, Xiaohu made a bow to Muchen's polite hand.
Mu Chen wanted to return the favor with a fist, but he glanced at his right arm, nodded sheepishly, and said, "Hello, Mu Chen."
The inspector was very surprised by the expressions of the two people. When they faced Barong just now, the young man named Muchen didn't even want to shake him off, but now he seemed quite polite when facing this honest young man. It's hard to believe that
Don't they know each other? But out of curiosity, the ring test had to continue. The inspector raised his right hand high, swiped down fiercely, and shouted: "The second round of the ring test, the test begins!"
"Whoosh!"
The expression of the young man named Xiaohu suddenly became serious, and he felt as if he had changed into a different person. His knees sank slightly, and with the help of his strength, he suddenly jumped into the sky.
"Crack!"
There was a crisp sound, and cracks appeared in the place where Xiaohu was standing the moment he jumped up. Mu Chen was startled and said in surprise: "What a strong force!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a black shadow descended from the sky, and its slender arms struck hard at Mu Chen. The speed was not fast, but the attack was extremely fierce. Mu Chen vaguely heard the sound of his fist cutting through the air.
Kong Sheng. Judging from his experience in training for so many years, the physical strength of this young man named Xiaohu is definitely not trivial.
With a frown, Mu Chen suddenly stretched out his left arm and shouted at the same time, and their fists collided.
"boom!!"
There was a loud noise, without any fluctuations in energy. It was a pure physical collision, but the moment the fists collided, a monstrous air wave was produced, and the air wave swept across the entire square.
"Kakaka..."
A dull cracking sound came from Arena No. 99. The place where Mu Chen was standing collapsed completely. Almost one-third of the arena turned into a pile of rubble, but Mu Chen stood firmly on the rubble.
On the stone, the posture still maintained the upward bombardment.
But the young man named Xiaohu disappeared. Just when everyone thought that Xiaohu was knocked off the ring by Mu Chen, a figure fell from the air, but for some unknown reason, the figure stumbled and fell to the ground.
superior.
"Wow, it hurts so much, it hurts me to death!"
A howl came from the mouth of the falling figure. This figure was none other than the young boy Xiaohu who was fighting against Mu Chen. At this time, he was covering his dark fists and blowing hard.
Mu Chen frowned. He was extremely surprised. How far his strength had reached, it was more than 10,000 kilograms! Under Xiaohu's offensive just now, he actually forgot to control it and directly used his strongest strength.
, he regretted it when the power was activated, and he only regained 30% of the power in a sudden retraction. If it was a person of the same level, only 70% of the power would be enough to smash the opponent's arm. If the physique is weak, even
It may kill the opponent directly.
But the result was far beyond his expectation. With 70% of his strength, he could only knock the little tiger away. And the moment their fists collided, he was horrified to feel that the opponent's strength was only stronger than his own.
It was a difference of 20%, which caused the arena under its feet to collapse without being able to withstand such a huge force.
Mu Chen clenched his fists, and for some reason, Mu Chen felt a little excited in his heart. This was... the feeling of an opponent.
"Wow! You are so strong. I am the strongest person in our tribe. I didn't expect you to be stronger than me. Wow! What grandma said is indeed right. People in the city are so strong!
"The expression of the young man named Xiaohu suddenly became honest again, as if he was a different person when fighting and another person in normal times.
"Then you have to be careful next time. I will use my greatest strength, which may be very strong. If it doesn't work, just jump down and admit defeat."
After saying that, the young man took off his clothes under Mu Chen's weird look. The moment he took off all his clothes, a gray shackle appeared in front of countless students. This shackle bound his limbs and chest ribs.
It was locked, and the chains were engraved with simple words, and the starting point of all the words was a pentagonal piece of metal on Xiaohu's chest.
Everyone was shocked. Vice Dean Di Cang, who was standing on the stage, suddenly took two steps forward and said in a daze: "The shackles of power are actually shackles of power. Oh my God! How powerful is this kid? He actually wants to
Seal it with shackles of power?"
"What?! Power shackles, isn't that a special shackle used to capture powerful giant monsters? How can it be used on humans? It is something that can seal half of one's own power." A mentor suddenly exclaimed.
The rest of the people opened their eyes wide and stared closely at Arena No. 99. The other arenas also stopped fighting again and turned their heads to look this way.
"Power...shackles?" Mu Chen was stunned, how could he not know about this thing, "It actually sealed half of the power, so that means this guy's power is exactly the same as mine?"
"Keng! Click! Click! Boom!"
At this moment, as Xiaohu suddenly twisted a knob on his chest, the power shackles made a dull sound and then fell to the ground. After a loud bang, a bloody figure suddenly appeared on Xiaohu's chest.
The red word "power"
, this font was carved on his body like a mark, emitting a strange light.
"Are you ready? I'm going to attack you. If you can't, you must jump off the ring, otherwise you will die." After saying this, the young man named Xiaohu suddenly stepped on his feet and headed towards Mu Chen.
Rushing over, with the increase in strength, Xiaohu's speed increased several times. He turned around and appeared in front of Mu Chen. He clenched his dark fist and swung it in a huge arc before hitting Mu Chen...