Chapter 92 Are you dissatisfied?
Zong Rantong's eyes widened in anger. He didn't expect Chen Xian to take the initiative to attack.

He immediately protected his chest with his arms to block.

The next moment!
Click!

The crisp sound of bones breaking spread throughout the venue, and everyone was stunned for a moment.

He stared blankly at Zong Rantong being knocked away by a punch from the black-armored young man, and flew hundreds of meters outside the ring.

There was dead silence.

There was only the sound of Zong Ran vomiting blood.

Zong Ran was also confused. He fell to the ground, staring at the expressionless boy standing on the ring with a look of shock and anger. His pair of weathered eyes actually showed a rebellious and arrogant look.

"waste!"

Chen Xian stood on the stage, staring at Zong Rantong coldly, uttered two words lightly, then turned around and walked off the stage.

Li Jinghu, Liao Wencheng, Tu Fei, Bao Guanlong and others were shocked by this scene.

No one expected that Chen Xian would knock Zong Rantong away with one punch.

"Hahaha...what a personality!" Tu Fei was the first to laugh out loud.

The crowd was then in an uproar.

There was a glimmer of light in Tang Canfeng's eyes, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Shen Wenmo was filled with shock and anger, thinking to himself, is this bastard so powerful?
Yu Fenglin, Zhang Junyu and others were also very surprised, and there was a flash of indifference in their eyes.

“Ahhhh… Stop right there!” Zong Rantong roared, then flipped over and landed on the ring again, shouting, “You bastard, you dare to sneak attack me?”

Chen Xian turned around: "Are you not convinced?"

"Stop talking nonsense, come again!" How could Zong Rantong accept this? He was in the spotlight of everyone, yet he was knocked away by a single punch from a young boy. This was simply a shame.

Chen Xian didn't waste any words and attacked again.

The thunder and fire demon-splitting palm exploded.

The man shot straight at Zong Rantong like a cannonball. Zong Rantong was prepared this time. He activated the [Vajra Dragon Elephant Art] and achieved a minor success in the fusion of the dragon and the elephant. A golden shadow of a dragon and an elephant roared behind him.

But the next moment.

boom!
A black and gold palm shadow slapped over in an instant, shattering Zong Rantong's dragon-elephant combination. The palm fell on Zong Rantong's chest in an instant, and the sound of bone cracking was heard again.

Zong Rantong's chest caved in and he was blown away a hundred meters again. After falling, he vomited blood and fainted with his head tilted.

"...!"

The scene was dead silent, and everyone stared at Chen Xian in amazement.

"It's him?"

Bao Guanlong narrowed his eyes slightly. Yesterday, when he heard the sound of fists like thunder, he thought it was Zong Rantong or Tang Can.

It turned out to be the young man in black armor in front of him.

He looked at Li Jinghu, only to see a faint smile on Li Jinghu's face. That calm expression clearly showed that he knew Chen Xian's true strength.

"interesting!"

Bao Guanlong nodded secretly. He did not show any anger because Chen Xian knocked Zong Rantong unconscious. Instead, he looked appreciative.

None of his nine armies who could suppress demons could compete in the annual competition. He had originally hoped that Zong Rantong and Tang Can would perform better this year. It seemed that this person would be the black-armored young man in front of him, Chen Xian.

"Shit!" Zhang Junyu took a deep breath, his face extremely solemn.

His cousin Yuwenxuan is as strong as Zong Rantong. So it seems that his cousin clearly could not beat Chen Xian that day!
"Is this dog so powerful?" He was extremely puzzled.

"That's amazing!" Nangong Yan whispered in Tang Can's ear.

Tang Can nodded undeniably. How could someone who could kill the Fire Feather Eagle King with one sword be weak?

Cheng Feng took a deep breath. At first, he looked down on Chen Xian.

Ever since he saw Chen Xian kill the Fire-Feathered Eagle King with one sword, he knew that people like Chen Xian should only be made friends with and not offended, and even if he couldn't make friends with him, he shouldn't make enemies with him.

"Chen Xian wins!"

At this time, Li Luoming reacted and announced the result directly.

At the same time, someone was asked to help Zong Ran get treatment.

Just as Chen Xian was about to leave the stage, Li Luoming said, "Chen Xian, you can still continue to challenge."

Chen Xian paused for a moment after hearing this, and after thinking for a while, he said, "Okay!" He stood on the stage, looked at Pei Menglong first and said, "Brother Pei, let's start with you."

Pei Menglong couldn't help but shook his head and smiled bitterly when he heard this: "I admit defeat!"

Everyone: "...!!"

He didn't even get on the ring and just admitted defeat.

Chen Xian was speechless for a moment and looked at Wu Enhou.

"General Wu!"

The corner of Wu Enhou's mouth twitched. He was about the same strength as Pei Menglong, but not on the same level as Zong Rantong. How could he possibly beat Chen Xian? He would just get beaten if he went up.

"I give up too!" he said awkwardly.

Everyone: "...!!"

Chen Xian was speechless, his vicissitudes eyes swept across and said: "Forget it, I won't call out the names one by one, who wants to come up and fight with me?"

The scene was quiet.

Everyone looked at each other, but no one moved, not even Tang Can, whom they were optimistic about.

Liao Wencheng frowned and turned to look at Tang Can: "You're just going to let him stand on the stage and act so arrogant?"

"General, he has the right to be arrogant!" Tang Can said lightly.

To be honest, she didn't have the confidence that she could beat Chen Xian, so she simply let Chen Xian get first place.

Besides, she would not be happy if such a handsome guy didn't take first place.

Liao Wencheng was also helpless. In fact, he could see that Chen Xian was no simple man. Zong Ran was in the late Yudan stage, but he was stronger than him. Chen Xian knocked him unconscious with one punch, so his true strength was hard to measure.

The expressions of everyone at the scene were extremely interesting. No one dared to go up and fight with Chen Xian?

"Shen Wenmo, come here!"

Seeing that no one came up, Chen Xian was a little surprised, and immediately his cold eyes fell on Shen Wenmo.

Shen Wenmo was still cursing Chen Xian for showing off in his heart, but suddenly he heard Chen Xian calling his name, and his expression froze.

"Come up!"

Chen Xian stared at Shen Wenmo expressionlessly and spoke again.

Everyone's eyes fell on Shen Wenmo, causing his face to turn red in an instant, and he hated Chen Xian in his heart.

"waste!"

Seeing that Shen Wenmo was hesitant to move, Chen Xian snorted coldly and walked towards the bottom of the arena.

"What did you say?" When Shen Wenmo heard Chen Xian calling him a waste, he could no longer hold back and stood up.

Chen Xian paused and looked at him expressionlessly: "Come up and prove that you are not a waste!"

"I...!" Shen Wenmo opened his mouth, his face flushed and he clenched his fists. He really wanted to smash Chen Xian to death, but unfortunately he didn't have the ability to do so.

Pei Menglong's eyes flickered, and he shouted, "Go up and fight him!"

As soon as he shouted, Ding Chen, Wang Yan, Li Fei and others also shouted: "Go up and fight him!"

In a moment, tens of thousands of people at the scene started shouting.

Shen Wenmo instantly felt extremely embarrassed. It was not right for him to stand there, nor was it right for him not to go up.

"Chen Xian, you bastard...!"

Shen Wenmo cursed Chen Xian in his heart. Just as he was about to act rashly, he heard Liao Wencheng's voice: "He is deliberately provoking you, don't be fooled!"

If Tang Can didn't make a move, Shen Wenmo would only get hit harder than Zong Rantong. This was not the time to show off, so there was no need to go up.

It doesn’t matter if others look down on you; it’s better than getting beaten up.

Be brave after knowing shame, and compete with Chen Xian when you become stronger in the future.

Shen Wenmo suppressed the impulse in his heart and slowly sat down on the chair, but he looked at Chen Xian with eyes full of cold murderous intent.

Seeing this, Chen Xian did not provoke Shen Wenmo anymore.

He looked around again, made sure no one was coming up to compete with him, and then calmly walked off the stage.

(End of this chapter)