445: C445 A Powerful Fatty!

C445 A Powerful Fatty!

As soon as Mo Chao appeared, he immediately condensed countless of energy swords, revolving around his body and shooting towards the fat man. Although he looked down on the fat man, he still didn't dare to be careless.

The fat man, on the other hand, moved his body. His agile appearance didn't match his physique at all.

He kept dodging the swords, and his figure was also getting closer and closer to Mo Chao bit by bit.

Mo Chao saw this and curled his lips, revealing a hint of disdain. He moved his body and pulled away from Fatty, but the long sword did not slow down at all, and continued to rush towards Fatty.

The two of them were in a stalemate for a while, and neither side showed any signs of losing. However, Luo Tian frowned. Although neither of them could defeat the other, if this continued, the fat man would be at a disadvantage.

He couldn't even touch Mo Chao, let alone defeat him. On the other hand, Mo Chao could slowly exhaust the fatty. If he wasn't careful, he could seriously injure the fatty.

Fatty's expression was also very ugly. He had also realized this, but he had no other choice.

He gritted his teeth, and his expression became angry. He couldn't hold it any longer. He threw a punch at the flying sword. There was a loud boom. The sword shattered, and his figure also came to a halt. He left a crater on the ground.

However, he didn't care about it at all. Taking advantage of this opportunity, he once again rushed towards Mo Chao.

Mo Chao looked at him with a playful look. Two more spiritual energy swords flew out to meet the fat man.

The fat man didn't care. He threw out two punches. Another two spiritual energy swords shattered. His breathing was a little hurried, but he didn't stop. He continued to rush forward.

Mo Chao's mocking voice sounded. "A brainless guy like you still want to fight with me? Hmph!"

A cold light flashed in his eyes. Four long swords flew out and sealed the fatty's four limbs, stabbing straight at him.

Fatty roared angrily, and a huge fist shadow appeared behind his back. He fiercely swung it forward, blocking the four long swords.

The long sword buzzed and the Spiritual Force dissipated. Soon, it broke into pieces. A huge fist flew towards Mo Chao's body, but Mo Chao easily dodged it.

Mo Chao sneered. Ten long swords appeared and rushed towards the fat man with great momentum.

The fat man's forehead was covered in sweat. This had consumed a lot of his energy. A cold light flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly disappeared from where he stood.

This scene made Mo Chao's pupils shrink. His scalp felt numb, and he retreated at an extremely fast speed.

As soon as he left his original position, a fist smashed into the ground, leaving behind a fist imprint.

However, before he could see clearly, the fat man's figure disappeared once again. Mo Chao's pupils shrank and he left his original position once again.

Another fist smashed onto the ground where he was standing. The fat man's figure kept disappearing and reappearing, and Mo Chao kept dodging.

Although he was in a sorry state, he wasn't hurt at all.

Everyone had a good look at the scene, and they were all discussing amongst themselves.

"The strength of both of them is about the same, but this fatty is at a disadvantage. His movement technique will definitely consume a lot of Spiritual Force. Once he runs out of Spiritual Force, it will be time for him to lose."

"That's right! That Mo Chao was very smart. He had clearly discovered this point. He had even kept his Spiritual Force and sword. He should have waited until the fatty's Spiritual Force was almost depleted before defeating his opponent with a single strike. "

"This fatty is still too young! He obviously doesn't have enough combat experience."

Hearing the discussions of the crowd, Luo Tian didn't even bat an eye. He believed that this fatty wouldn't do such a stupid thing. He must have his own plans.

Soon, their silhouettes appeared in almost every corner of the platform, and Fatty was just as everyone thought.

The Spiritual Force had consumed too much energy. After appearing, his entire body was drenched in sweat. His face was pale, and he looked like he was about to collapse. He stared at Mo Chao, whose forehead was also covered in sweat, and his face was pale.

Mo Chao's condition was much better than his. He looked at Fatty and said with a disdainful smile, "Why don't you continue? What right do you have to fight me? The loser is always the loser. "

The fatty looked at him and suddenly smiled. His smile was very vulgar, causing Mo Chao to feel a chill on his back.1

"Is that so? That might not be the case!" Fatty narrowed his eyes.

Just as Mo Chao was on guard, Fatty suddenly shouted, "Explode!"

In the next moment, a series of explosions sounded out from the entire stone platform. The fist marks left behind by the fat man seemed to have turned into bombs and exploded.

Waves of Qi rolled and rushed towards Mo Chao. Mo Chao didn't even have time to react. He was sent flying by the wave of Qi. He started to spurt out blood in the air. His Qi was weak, and he immediately fainted.

This scene stunned everyone. Even Luo Tian was shocked. The power of this explosion was comparable to an early Star Emperor expert. He didn't expect this fatty to be so secretive!

The fatty grinned. No one thought that this guy was stupid.

He was able to control the Spiritual Force in the fist print and make it invisible. Once the opponent fell into his trap, he would kill him with a single strike!

Such a person, how dare you say that the other party was just a simple-minded fool who chased after others and did not care about the consumption of the Spiritual Force?

Stop joking around. Everyone looked at Fatty with praise.

Luo Tian went up to the stage to support the tottering fatty and said, " That's good, Fatty. Every time I think about today, I have a brain. Not bad, not bad. "

When the fatty heard this, he immediately said with a sullen face, "Mr Tian, can you not be like this? I have a brain every day! It's just that it's not the time to use it. "

" No, that's not right. What you said isn't anything good. Forget it, damn it. I'm so tired. Let this fool show off again. Pui!" He spat at Mo Chao who was being supported down to treat his injuries. Only then did he clench his teeth and step down from the stage.

Luo Tian looked at him with a funny expression. Fatty's talent was very good. If it wasn't for his physique, he would probably be the number one genius of Purple Cloud Empire, an existence that no one could shake.

However, Luo Tian's sharpness was too sharp, covering the edges and corners of Fatty's body. Most people would be confused by his appearance.

And with the victor and loser on Fatty's side, this round of competition could be considered to have come to an end.

There were only 13 people left on the field. All of them were outstanding people, including Loong Xi and Stone.

Leng Yu's voice rang out, "In this round, all of you will have two hours to recover. After two hours, the competition will continue."

No one spoke any nonsense. They immediately sat down cross-legged to rest and recover their Spiritual Force. In fact, it was impossible for someone like Fatty to recover all of them within two hours.

However, this was the system of the competition. How much they could recover depended on themselves. Their ability to recover could also be considered a part of the competition.

Luo Tian still had nothing to do. He went behind Fatty and sat down cross-legged. He said softly, "Fatty, don't resist. I'll help you recover the Spiritual Force."

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