The fatty admitted defeat and heaved a sigh of relief.
Before this, not only could he not move, he couldn't even speak. He was really afraid that Qinchuan would kill him just like that.
Qinchuan stopped.
The battle was over. The crowd was silent because no one had expected the result. They all thought that Qinchuan would lose.
But in the end, Qinchuan won. Not only did he win, but he also won in a way that was too overwhelming. He finished the battle in one move. One had to know that this fatty had beaten Jian Ming so badly that he couldn't even fight back.
There might not be many people who knew about this fatty, but there were many who knew about Jian Ming. He was definitely an expert.
Jian Ming couldn't fight back at all against the fatty, and this fatty was defeated in one move by Qinchuan.
How strong was Qinchuan?
"This young man is so strong." After a long while, someone said, breaking the crowd's shock.
"Too strong. So handsome. I suddenly realized that he's really handsome."
"Strong men are all handsome."
"No, I just feel that he has a special charisma. It's really attractive. No wonder he has such an attractive woman."
Now many people knew about Liang Yuan, a woman as beautiful as a goddess.
She was the woman of the young man on the stage.
Originally, many people felt that Qin Chuan was a toad trying to eat swan meat. But now, they suddenly felt that the two of them were really very compatible. They were a perfect match made in heaven.
"I really want to marry him." A woman looked at Qinchuan with a fiery gaze.
"Big sister, wake up. Look at how beautiful his woman is."
"What do you know? I'm used to eating delicacies, so I need to eat some salted vegetables to change the taste." The woman said.
"…"
The fatty recovered his ability to move after a long while, but with every step he took, he felt pain all over his body. His internal organs were all injured. He endured the pain and walked on.
Qin Chuan, who was standing on the martial stage, happened to see the Saint, who was frowning.
The saint also saw Qin Chuan, and a smile appeared on his face.
In principle, anyone could participate in this competition. For example, the Saint could also participate. If they won, it would be an unfair victory. If they lost, the consequences would be unimaginable.
For someone of the same age to challenge someone of the younger generation, even if they won, they would be cursed by others. If they lost, they would have no face left to live.
Therefore, it's basically a competition between people of similar levels and statuses.
In the end, they would stand out. At that time, they would have status, and there wouldn't be so many rules in battle. They would be able to compete with Saints, Prospective Saints, and others.
Another person went up the stage.
This person attracted many people's attention.
"Who is this? Isn't he a little old?"
"That's right. At such an old age, it's not fair to win."
"You don't understand, right? These people are from the Holy Son's faction. Actually, they don't care if it's an unfair battle. They just want to cripple that young man. That young man is someone from the Lang Yuan Holy Gate."
"Sacred Garden Holy Gate? So what? "
"Do you know Lang Ji, the previous Saint?"
"Oh, I see. Why didn't anyone stop this?"
"Stop? The one sitting over there is the Saint. No one would dare to offend him. Moreover, I heard that the relationship between the Saint and the Sect Master is not ordinary. "
…
When Qinchuan saw that it was a middle-aged man, he frowned slightly. It wasn't that he couldn't deal with this middle-aged man. To Qinchuan, it was a piece of cake. However, Qinchuan didn't like being toyed with like this.
"Young man, let me play with you." The middle-aged man smiled.
"Let me play with you!"
A man walked up.
He was an elder of the Lang Yuan Holy Gate.
Qinchuan was the one who signaled for him to come up.
It was Lang Tong and Qinchuan who allowed him to come up after exchanging glances.
Lang Tong was aware of Qinchuan's God Seat ability and wasn't worried.
This elder didn't really understand, but since Lang Tong wanted him to go up, he naturally didn't object. His patriarch wouldn't cheat him.
"Cai Fangyong, what are you doing up here? Didn't I embarrass you enough the last time?" The man looked at the Lang Yuan Holy Gate's elder and said.
Cai Fangyong's face was extremely ugly and pale. He naturally couldn't forget that. Even in his dreams, he wanted to beat him up. This had become a knot in his heart. The last time he was defeated, his face was stepped on …
Cai Fangyong's body trembled slightly.
"Since you're here, let's show this little brother how I beat you up." The man smiled.
Cai Fangyong clenched his fists. Many people knew that Cai Fangyong was humiliated by this man.
In fact, many people were unhappy. Humans were born to sympathize with the weak. Humans loved to watch people turn the tables and beat up those despicable people. It was very satisfying. .
"Elder Cai, don't worry and fight. Vent the anger in your heart." Qinchuan was about to leave after saying that.
"Young man, there's no need to go down. Just watch from the side. After I beat him up, it'll be your turn." The man smiled.
"Oh, sure. I hope you can still say that in a while." Qinchuan walked to the side.
The battle began!
Qinchuan directly gave Elder Cai a Twelve Flowers God Seat.
This was more than enough. He could easily beat his opponent up.
Cai Fangyong was stunned. He looked at Qinchuan and thought about Qinchuan's words. All of a sudden, he was really emotional. Qinchuan nodded his head.
He knew that this was Qinchuan's ability. He also knew that this was a Formation God Seat. This Formation God Seat was heaven-defying.
"Cai Fangyong, attack. If not, you won't even have a chance to attack." The man smiled.
An indescribable expression appeared on Cai Fangyong's face as he charged over.
Then, he suddenly attacked with a punch.
Peng!
Under everyone's shocked gazes, Cai Fangyong knocked him down with one punch. He even hit his face.
Then, what happened next shocked everyone.
Cai Fangyong charged up and slapped him.
Then, he kicked him.
Peng peng …
What did it mean to be pressed down and beaten? The middle-aged man was also stunned.
When he came back to his senses, he was furious. He thought that he was too careless and allowed Cai Fangyong to sneak attack him, so he charged up in rage and wanted to kill Cai Fangyong.
But very quickly, he realized that something wasn't right. He realized that Cai Fangyong's strength was really terrifying and he wasn't his match at all.
He was shocked and fell to the ground with one palm. He fell flat on his face and all his teeth fell out.
Cai Fangyong's eyes turned red. He stepped on his head emotionally.
"You like to step on others. Do you feel good now? Are you happy?" Cai Fangyong hollered.
The middle-aged man struggled, and with this struggle, Cai Fangyong stepped on the middle-aged man's face.
The previous scene repeated itself but the position was changed.
Cai Fangyong felt like the anger in his heart had been released and he suddenly felt really good.
"I admit defeat, I admit defeat!"
The middle-aged man's internal injuries weren't light and he could finally speak. His teeth were gone and he couldn't even speak properly.
Cai Fangyong released him and the man looked at Cai Fangyong viciously. But Cai Fangyong just stared and stepped forwards. The middle-aged man was so terrified that he peed his pants and left.