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Chen Yu's cultivation and body was much weaker than this middle stage Martial Saint Realm practitioner. However, after the two of them exchanged a punch, the middle stage Martial Saint Realm practitioner took two steps back, causing everyone to feel a little astonished!

In the world of fighters, strength speaks for everything.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to clearly distinguish the realms.

Trying to defeat a stronger opponent was not impossible, but it was extremely rare.

Only a peerless genius would be able to defeat an opponent at a higher level with a lower level.

As a result, when Chen Yu repelled the middle stage Martial Saint Realm practitioner, the surrounding audience felt a little surprised.

However, at most, these people were just surprised.

After all, many of the people present had strength that far surpassed the middle stage of the Martial Saint Realm. Although Chen Yu had the advantage against a middle stage transhabitat practitioner, all of them felt that this middle stage Martial Saint Realm practitioner was trash.

However, the middle stage Martial Saint Realm practitioner felt a burst of anger in his heart.

Because the eyes of everyone present were filled with contempt towards him.

A brat at the early stage of the Martial Saint Realm was actually able to push back someone at the middle stage of the Martial Saint Realm. If this matter were to spread, he would probably be laughed at for the rest of his life.

He wouldn't even be able to raise his head within the sect elders.

"Kid, I underestimated my opponent. Now, I will let you experience my true strength!"

With that, the middle stage Martial Saint Realm warrior swung his fist again, smashing towards Chen Yu.

"Seems like that strike did not make you realize how weak you are! Since you have come here to seek death repeatedly, I shall grant your wish! "

As his voice fell, Chen Yu was not afraid at all. She also threw a punch towards the middle stage Martial Saint Realm warrior.

"Bang bang!"

In this clash, neither side had any intention of blocking or dodging.

A warrior at the middle stage of the Martial Saint Realm smashed his fist against Chen Yu's chest.

As for Chen Yu, he returned the blow with a tooth for a tooth, and also punched the middle stage Martial Saint Realm practitioner's chest with his fist.

This time, both sides took a step back.

However, after being punched, the middle stage Martial Saint Realm warrior felt his chest burning up.

Lowering his head to take a look, he realized that the clothes at his chest area had been burnt into a big black hole the size of a bowl.

And after Chen Yu received the other party's fist, he also felt a trace of abnormality.

He could feel a poisonous gas seeping into his blood through his skin!

"You really do have some cultivation experience!"

With that said, Chen Yu's body lit up with flames.

Very quickly, the poisonous gas that had seeped into Chen Yu's skin had been completely burnt by the high temperature of the flames.

The result of the second exchange showed that Chen Yu and this middle stage Martial Saint Realm practitioner's strength was extremely similar. However, because of Chen Yu's restraining attributes, he had faintly gained the upper hand.

The middle stage Martial Saint Realm warrior had also noticed this and his expression had slightly changed.

However, before he could even suppress the pain in his chest, Chen Yu had already attacked again.

"One Thought Dragon Fist, Flame Dragon Art!"

The fire soared to the sky, the qi controlled the river of stars!

Boundless flames, transformed into a flame dragon, as they blasted towards the middle stages of the Martial Saint Realm.

Facing Chen Yu's tyrannical attack, this middle stage Martial Saint Realm practitioner had no choice but to retreat.

His strength was mainly focused on sinister, and Chen Yu's wild and tyrannical move just happened to restrain his attack.

What made this middle stage Martial Saint Realm warrior's head hurt was that Chen Yu's raging flames seemed to be able to completely devour his poison attribute true qi, making him feel like a tiger had met a hedgehog, and had no way to swallow him.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

After a few more exchanges, Chen Yu's fists were getting stronger and stronger!

His fist was like a hot iron. Even though it was unable to cause any damage to this Martial Saint Realm Ranker, the searing wounds caused by the flames caused many holes to appear on his clothes, making him look extremely pathetic.

As a tall Martial Saint Stage expert, it had been many years since Chen Yu's opponent was in such a sorry state.

Seeing the mocking expression on the faces of the surrounding people, the face of the middle stage Martial Saint Realm practitioner couldn't help but become hideous.

"Brat, you forced me to use my killing move!"

The next moment, a black poisonous gas spread out in all directions.

The moment the black poisonous gas appeared, the surrounding temperature within a hundred meters suddenly dropped.

Everyone felt a chill down their spines.

It was very obvious that this middle stage Martial Saint Realm practitioner was going to use his true strength!

Flames and poisonous gas instantly filled the entire space.

The two auras fought nonstop, both hoping to overwhelm the other.

This kind of battle caused the land between the two of them to be split into two perfectly straight lines, splitting the land in two.

"Good boy, you do have the qualifications to be arrogant!"

Seeing that the other party's aura was actually on par with his full strength, the middle stage Martial Saint Realm practitioner slightly narrowed his eyes and became serious.

There seemed to be a ball of fire burning in his eyes!

In the next moment, the poisonous gas shot up to the sky, and the middle stage Martial Saint Realm warrior roared loudly: "Brat, I want you to die, you will pay the price for your arrogance!"

"I offer these words to you as well!" Chen Yu said tit for tat.

Human nature had a common problem: arrogance and strength came from the same body.

Even though they knew their opponents were not easy to deal with, they had absolute confidence in themselves, and had the ability to defeat them!

There was only a single word of difference between confident and arrogant. The difference was very simple. If a conceited person didn't lose, it meant they were confident.

If he lost, it would be because he was arrogant.

On the path of martial dao, if one advanced bravely and lost, it was impossible for one to climb to the peak of martial dao.

As a result, this battle was not something the two of them could afford to lose!2

In the next moment, both of them attacked at the same time!

The middle stage Martial Saint Realm realm warrior was extremely fast, as he was cut in half. The afterimage was still there, as he arrived in front of Chen Yu.

The poison claws rose into the air, hiding the cold energy, grabbing towards Chen Yu's chest.

If Chen Yu were to be caught in one claw, that would be the result of his death by the poison aura!

However, although the warriors in the middle stage of the Martial Saint Realm were fast, Chen Yu was even faster.

The poisonous claws grabbed, but only managed to grab a single shadow.

The real Chen Yu had already seized the opportunity to arrive at the side of a middle stage Martial Saint Realm practitioner.

However, a strange smile appeared on the face of the middle stage Martial Saint Realm practitioner, as if he had already expected that Chen Yu would use this move.

Thus, the wind from the claw changed and moved to the right.

Just as the spectators were still wondering why this middle stage Martial Saint Realm practitioner was trying to grab onto something and get out of the way …

But he discovered that in that instant that his poison claw arrived, Chen Yu had appeared right where he was!

So it turns out that this middle stage Martial Saint Realm practitioner, based on his many years of combat experience, had instantly determined Chen Yu's course of action and attacked his landing spot ahead of time!

"Bam!"

A loud sound echoed out.

He caught it!

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