1233: C1233 Fireball

C1233 Fireball

He had to get rid of this Chen Qing immediately, or Shen Zhenguo would be in danger.

Wang Yi paused for a second and then rushed towards Chen Qing.

Although Chen Qing was very powerful, Wang Yi knew Chen Qing was just a tough guy. He rushed forward like lightning and kicked Wang Yi in his crotch.

"Ah ah ah ah!

A heart-wrenching scream resounded throughout the hall. Even the representatives that were in the midst of battle were stunned by this mournful scream. However, they regained their senses and the intense battle continued.

Chen Qing held his crotch and kneeled on the ground with a painful expression on his face. He had already suffered a very serious injury before this, and his injuries were just recently controlled, but now Wang Yi's kick had completely broken his wound once again, and smelly blood flowed out from his leg. He could no longer bear this kind of pain, his eyes rolled up and he fainted.

"Trash." Wang Yi glanced at him in disdain, then kicked his body. Chen Qing's body was like a rubber ball, smashing the soldiers that were on the stage into pieces.

However, those two lieutenants were obviously very powerful. Coupled with the fact that Chen Weihua was injured earlier, Shen Zhenguo was now in an extremely dangerous situation as he continued to beat Chen Weihua until he was forced to retreat step by step.

"He can't die. If he dies, then laozi's wasted time in coming here!"

Wang Yi snorted coldly and was about to rush up the stage. At this moment, two sneaky figures appeared on the podium. Wang Yi couldn't help but pause. Weren't these two Lee Hu and Han Wan'er who had disappeared earlier?

"Brother Hu!" "Protect Elder Shen!" Wang Yi hurriedly roared and also rushed forward.

Lee Hu immediately reacted. He pulled Han Wan'er, who was in front of him, and pointed at Chen Weihua, who was being beaten until he was forced to retreat.

Han Wan'er had seen Chen Weihua before and knew that he was Wang Yi's friend. Without any hesitation, she took out a kitchen knife from somewhere and threw it at the lieutenant general who kept attacking Chen Weihua.

The kitchen knife drew a perfect curve in the air, accurately hitting the lieutenant general's arm.

"Pu ci!"

A dull sound rang out, and the lieutenant general felt his vision blur. Immediately after, a sharp pain came from his arm. He lowered his head to look, only to discover that his arm had been broken off from its roots, causing scarlet blood to spurt out.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!

The lieutenant general couldn't hold back his mournful wails. The pain of losing an arm was something no one could endure.

"Traitor!"

Chen Weihua cursed loudly. He raised his foot and struck the lieutenant general in the chest.

Bang!

A muffled sound rang out. The lieutenant general didn't even make a sound as his body flew out like a broken sack. The shattered ribs on his chest had already pierced through his internal organs. It looked like he was about to fail.

As for the remaining person, Lee Hu also immediately went forward to fight him.

At that moment, over ten black-clothed men suddenly appeared in various corners of the hall. They saw Wu Chaojiang and the others on the stage already at a disadvantage and immediately rushed over.

These soldiers were different from the soldiers from before. They were all Adepts, and some of them were even faster than Wang Yi.

"Damn, that old thing really has a trick up his sleeve." Wang Yi couldn't help but curse under his breath. Although the situation outside was already under control, they were still at a disadvantage inside the conference hall. At the very least, Wang Yi didn't have that many adepts at his side, only Cai Yao and Dong Zhengbing.

At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared in Wang Yi's line of sight.

Chen Qing was still lying on the ground with a painful look on his face. However, his superpower hadn't disappeared. His hands were still wrapped in a layer of red flame, igniting some tables and chairs around him.

"Hmph, I knew you'd be useful."

Wang Yi's face revealed a proud smile. He fiercely rushed over and bundled Chen Qing's body into a ball. Then, he threw it with all of his strength towards the dozens of black clothed men that were rushing onto the stage.

Whoosh!2

Chen Qing's body let out a series of whizzing sounds in the air, as if he was a fireball, and directly smashed into the middle of the stage.

Clang!

The entire podium shook violently, and the wooden podium could no longer bear the pressure. It let out a creaking groan before shattering with a loud bang.

Shen Zhenguo, Lee Hu, Han Wan'er, and Wu Chaojiang's group on the podium were completely blocked by the assortment of wood and fabric. Following that, monstrous flames started to burn.

Chen Qing's superpower was not just releasing fire directly, but his hands were so hot that even steel could melt. Now that he encountered wood that burned easily, it was like adding oil to the fire. In just a short moment, the entire platform was engulfed in flames.

Accompanying the flames were bursts of thick smoke. Those representatives who were previously fighting fiercely choked on the smoke. They no longer cared about fighting as they hurriedly ran out from the hall.

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