"It's really a waste, but it's also, with the current strength of this world, you can blame it next."

His eyes revealed three points of disdain, seeing that Su Daochen couldn't even withstand his blow, Yan Feiyang's heart was overjoyed, and most of his previous anger couldn't help but disappear.

"Arrogant boy, it's just an egg hitting a stone!"

On the high platform, Vice President Lin Shi sneered, with a faint look of pleasure.

His precious apprentice hit Su Daochen in one fell swoop in full view of everyone, which made his face very bright.

"The competition is not over yet, so it's too early to say this."

A faint voice rose in his ears, and the old man Yang Jingchun glanced at him without being salty, and the latter suddenly turned pale and closed his mouth stupidly.

After saying that, the old man twisted his white beard and looked at the smoke-shrouded ring with a leisurely face, his eyes were magical.

.......

Soon, the fog cleared, the dust and smoke cleared, and everything that was obscured was gradually revealed.

Everyone's eyes narrowed slightly, and they vaguely saw a young man in white lying quietly on the ground, as if he was dead, without the slightest reaction.

It's not really dead, is it?

Just when everyone was muttering in their hearts, Su Daochen moved!

He slowly stood up, patted the dust off his body, and walked towards the middle of the ring, his steps were light, his face was indifferent, and he looked unscathed!

This..... How could it be!

"It can't be! With my current strength, the martial artists of the Body Refining Realm have no enemies at all! You took the punch just now, how could it be okay? ”

With a wave of his big hand, Yan Feiyang's pupils fluttered, full of disbelief, and the next moment he seemed to think of something, and shouted loudly: "You must be pretending to be forced, right, your internal organs must have been hit hard now!" ”

Looking at Su Daochen's chest, which was shattered and scorched black, he subconsciously thought so.

Beyond that, he couldn't figure out that there were other possibilities. In his eyes, Su Daochen is just a bigger grasshopper, which can be suppressed casually.

"The speed is good, but the momentum is poor."

Shaking his head, Su Daochen flicked the shirt on his chest and said lightly.

"You ......"

Hearing this, Yan Feiyang's face suddenly froze, he was speechless with anger, and stared at him with an angry smile, full of extreme murderous intentions.

It was really difficult for him to accept that Su Daochen was still as indifferent as water in such a situation, and even dared to say something to ridicule him for his poor strength?

It's just arrogant!

"Sharp teeth and sharp mouth, this son wants to see how you take this trick!"

Airplanes!

Zhenyuan shook his body, and Yan Feiyang raised his fist again and blasted out.

Unlike before, this punch faintly has the sound of breaking the air, and the fist is great, breaking out of the body!

It's a real yuan release!

"The tiger roars all over the world! To the Son of the World...... Die! ”

Roar!

As soon as the words fell, the fist suddenly amplified, forming a tiger shadow the size of five or six zhang, like a tiger descending from a mountain, with a deafening tiger roar, roaring and drowning Su Daochen!

Even if they were dozens of meters away, many disciples under the ring were still scratched by the cold qi and their cheeks ached, and the roaring tiger shadow looked indestructible, as if it was a real tiger, which made them a little frightened.

"It's kind of interesting......"

With a flash in his eyes, Su Daochen slowly raised his palm and pressed it lightly forward.

A dazzling white light condensed in the palm of the palm, and immediately formed a translucent palm shadow, which continued to amplify.

In the next moment, in the jaw-dropping gaze of everyone, I saw a palm shadow that seemed to cover the sky slowly advancing and hitting towards the fist shadow.

There was a moment of silence, and the two suddenly collided!

Contrary to everyone's expectations, there was no rumbling sound, but it was extremely quiet.

The messy thoughts never stopped, if it was just surprise, then the next scene made everyone a little frightened.

The moment the translucent palm shadow touched the fist shadow, it actually moved!

The palm shadow actually slowly clasped the fist shadow, completely wrapped inside, without any gaps!

"Poof!"

Soon, with a faint muffled sound, as if the candle flame had been extinguished, the fierce domineering fist shadow was suddenly extinguished, without the power to resist, clean and neat!

The shadow of the fist dispersed, leaving only a little crystal true yuan gossamer rippling in midair.

"This ...... True Yuan Release? It turns out that you were deliberately hiding your strength before! What a vicious mind, this son really underestimates you! ”

Looking at the huge palm shadow and feeling the true element fluctuations in it, Yan Feiyang's pupils shrank suddenly, he was quite angry, and a storm was set off in his heart, and the things that he couldn't figure out before were suddenly enlightened.

No wonder Su Daochen was able to survive unscathed before, it turned out that his cultivation had reached such a realm!

From this moment on, in the eyes of everyone, Su Daochen is no longer the dispensable waste wood, but a real master, and a super genius!

After all, the martial artists who can achieve the release of the True Yuan have been at least the Nine Realms of Body Refining since ancient times.

And Su Daochen is only more than fifteen years old now, and he can break through to such a realm at such an age, which is not powerful!

"How so? Why did he break through so quickly? ”

Offstage, Su Shuirou's pretty face was much paler to the naked eye, and her eyes revealed a thick incomprehension and panic.

The moment she watched Su Daochen Zhenyuan be released, her heart trembled, and she could barely breathe!

She didn't dare to think about it, with Su Daochen's current realm strength, what would happen if she really made a move on herself that day?

Undoubtedly, self-inflicted humiliation!

......

"It's nothing big about the Spirit Transformation Realm, let's take out your means to press the bottom of the box, otherwise you won't even have the slightest chance."

Sighing slightly, Su Daochen glanced at him lightly and said without the slightest emotion.

He had no intention of taking the initiative, not because he couldn't, but because he didn't want to.

What he wants to do is to shatter the pride of a few people little by little in front of everyone and in front of everyone, and completely tear apart their hypocrisy!

And all this is far from over!

After listening to his words, Yan Feiyang's face changed, and he was surprisingly quiet, lowering his head and not knowing what he was thinking.

It wasn't until a few breaths later that an inexplicable sound of laughter suddenly sounded in the ring.

"Hahaha! If you take back the words before this son is retracted, you are indeed not a waste now, and you are qualified to fight with me! ”

Raising his head and laughing, Yan Feiyang's face was uninhibited, and then a pair of cold eyes became a little blood-red, and he said word by word:

"However, it's just qualifying. The power of this son of the world, you can't understand it at all! ”

The corners of his mouth lifted slightly, Su Daochen was noncommittal, just looked at him quietly.

"In that case, this world will fulfill you and let you see what true power is!"

His eyes were as unruly as knives, and Yan Feiyang's eyes were visibly blood-red with the naked eye, covering the entire pair of pupils.

"Four Yang bloodline, open!"

With a slight whistling sound, some abnormalities occurred around Yan Feiyang's body.

A faint red light suddenly emitted from his chest, and then it became dazzling, radiant and shrouded his entire body, almost like a blood-colored silkworm chrysalis, his qi was mysterious and hot.

After a while, the light faded, and his body was covered with a faint red glow, like a gorgeous robe, which was very eye-catching.

"Four Yang Battle Body, Hongxia Battle Armor, can you see clearly? This is the pinnacle of this world's combat power! And you're just a mortal in the flesh, what are you going to do to fight with this world?! ”

Walking slowly, Yan Feiyang was dressed in red radiance, and his body was full of qi and blood, like a blood-colored god of war, his expression was full of arrogance and indifference.

"It's just a spirit, isn't it powerful?"

The fluttering words came, and Su Daochen smiled uninhibitedly, leisurely and calmly.