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"Why must you force yourself? You must have dreams, but you must also measure your strength. It is very difficult for me to do what you do; after all, I think very highly of you." Mo Leng said helplessly.2

"Brat, you're too untactful. Why don't you take a look at your cultivation?"

"Exactly, with your current weak appearance, you still want to challenge the arena master? You're overestimating yourself."

None of them saw Xiao Chen's persistence; all they saw was Xiao Chen overestimating himself.

"You have to have dreams. Even if your path is filled with hardships and ridicule, you cannot give up. Otherwise, the one who will regret it will be you." Xiao Chen said in a serious tone.

"I will not deny your insistence. For your insistence, I will do my best." As he said that, he slowly walked towards Xiao Chen.

Xiao Chen was ready to fight, but when he was ready, Mo Leng suddenly appeared in front of him, and punched him. immediately flew out, landing right on the side of the stage, almost getting eliminated.

Xiao Chen who was lying on the ground had a suspicious look on his face. Indeed, Mo Leng's strength was only at the peak of the Divine Mystery Realm, but it was not enough for him to fight a one against eight. Could it be that Mo Leng was some kind of special ability user?

Thinking of this, Xiao Chen stood up with difficulty.

"I'm so surprised, I didn't expect you to be able to stand up." Mo Leng exclaimed.

"Even if I am defeated, I will still have to punch you. Else, how could my persistence not be a joke?" Xiao Chen stuttered as he stumbled towards Mo Leng.

Mo Leng shook his head. Facing Xiao Chen's punch, he did not dodge or avoid it, but Xiao Chen's fist landed on Mo Leng's chest. Mo Leng's body remained unmoving.

"No backlash?" Xiao Chen asked doubtfully. He had originally thought that Mo Leng had some sort of special ability that allowed him to counter attack, but now, it seems that was not the case.

"It should be fine now." Mo Leng said lightly, "After you punch me, your persistence will not be a joke. Just treat it as if we know each other. I'm giving this to you."

"Are you a special ability user?" Xiao Chen asked.

"There's no need for you to know. Everything should be over." Mo Leng said, as he punched towards Xiao Chen, the power on his fist surging, it was clear that he had used his true strength.

"It's time to end this." Xiao Chen muttered, and in the next moment, he directly exchanged blows with Mo Leng.

He felt a very powerful force coming from his fist, a power that far exceeded his comprehension. Before he could even understand what was going on, his entire body flew backwards, flew across the arena, and fell out of the arena.

Everyone below the arena stared with wide eyes, and the host was even more confused. Although it was just a small battle, but this change was too unbelievable.

"Am I the victor?" Xiao Chen looked towards the host.

The host nodded subconsciously.

Xiao Chen nodded his head, he then jumped down the stage and returned to Elder Yang's side.

"This match is truly dramatic." Elder Yang said indifferently.

"I was just going on stage with a playful attitude to begin with." Xiao Chen said indifferently.

"Young Master Xiao Chen is so powerful." Tang Ruhan said.

"It's nothing." Xiao Chen said.

"Xiao Chen's brother, you don't seem too kind." At this moment, Mo Leng walked over with a wronged expression.

"How am I not kind?" Xiao Chen looked at Mo Leng.

"If the Xiao Chen's brother is so powerful, why didn't you say so earlier?" Mo Leng complained.

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