Supreme Divine Book

An incomparably mournful scream echoed from arena eight.

Looking at the young man with the broken tendons in his hands and feet, everyone in the audience widened their eyes as they felt their scalp tingle. Their faces were all filled with disbelief.

"He, he's actually fine?"

"Oh my god!" How is this possible? Even such a powerful attack was unable to take his life? "

"Is he really only at the seventh level of the Qi Refining stage?"

On the eastern platform, Bai Xiaotian, Bai Hao, Liu Xuan, and Meng Hai were also puzzled. As for Ji Rushi, Liu Xin, Cang Yaner and the others, they were even more astonished.

From afar, one could see that even if Han Chen, who was on the eighth stage, wanted his life, there were no injuries on his body at all.

Without waiting for them to react, Han Chen moved. His firm and unswerving figure released a wave of ruthlessness. With a shake of the soft sword in his hand, a spiritual snake emerged from the hole and attacked the other contestant. The latter's expression changed as she hurriedly raised her sword to receive the attack.

Several sharp sword shadows flashed past. The weapon in the man's hand fell to the ground with a clang. He collapsed powerlessly to the ground, and his wrists and ankles were also covered with a dark red blood.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Listening to the mournful scream, the hearts of everyone present couldn't help but tremble, as their tendons and limbs had been cut off yet again.

Meng Lao and the other two participants instantly turned pale with fright. As he stared at the two men lying on the ground like dead dogs, the fear in his heart spread across his entire body like a tidal wave.

"Han, Han Chen, you, don't come over here."

"Hehe, I've already given you a chance. It's something you guys don't know." Han Chen's cold eyes were like icicles, flickering with a frightening light. A strong sword aura was released without reservation. As the swords danced in the air, the shadows of the swords that filled the sky interweaved together, forming a resplendent net of swords that shot towards the three people from all directions.

"Boundless Phantom!"

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Two miserable cries overlapped one another. Aside from Meng Lao, the other two people suffered the same fate as the other two. The tendons in his hands and legs were all cut off by Han Chen, and he laid down powerlessly on the ground, groaning in pain.

In the blink of an eye, the four outstanding young martial artists became useless. To martial artists, this was even more painful than killing them.

The higher-ups of the surrounding families, as well as the audience, all had the same thought in their minds. Ruthlessness, really ruthlessness. But then again, was Han Chen really to blame?

Even after taking care of four of them, it was still insufficient. Han Chen grasped his longsword horizontally, and slowly approached the main culprit, Meng Lao.

The nerves of everyone present collapsed into a thin line. Everyone's eyes were staring at the two of them. How would Han Chen punish him?

Meng Lao was already scared to death. His face was ashen, and his heart was filled with cold fear. You, what do you want? "

"Heh, what do you think?" Killing intent surged in Han Chen's eyes, his mouth formed a playful smile.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" You … "Meng Lao hurriedly turned his gaze towards the City Lord Meng Hai who was standing on the eastern platform and asked for help," Uncle, save me!

At the same time, the longsword in Han Chen's hand released a thick layer of red light, as the densely packed sword images released a dense, cold killing intent.

The City Lord Meng Hai's expression changed drastically as he shouted, "Stinky brat, you dare?!"

Hiss! Countless of sword images pierced through Meng Lao's four limbs, and flesh and blood flew everywhere. Meng Lao's hands and feet were directly sliced off on the spot. Broken limbs were thrown into the air. Blood rained down from the sky. Dark red blood splattered across half of the arena.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Meng Lao let out a miserable howl like a pig being slaughtered, he had lost the support of his legs … He fell onto the stage with a thud.

In that instant, the entire audience was completely silent, but it was as if someone had struck their hearts with a thunderbolt. It was so loud that his ears buzzed.

This was truly ruthless! The four people whose tendons had been cut were also stunned by Meng Lao's miserable state. In comparison, they still kept their bodies intact. But so what? From today onwards, they were crippled.

Regret, indignation, and resentment filled their bodies and minds. If they had known earlier, they would not have agreed to let Meng Lao go against him. This kind of price was extremely painful.

Those people who had previously mocked Han Chen all shut their mouths obediently. Now, they were truly glad that they didn't participate in the competition, and even more thankful that they weren't in the same group as Han Chen.

Bai Xiaotian, Bai Hao, Bai He and the others were all in disbelief as they watched this scene. After not seeing him for a few years, that child who was once bullied by others had now become so sharp.

Bai Xiaotian's lips slightly moved, and he softly muttered, "What have you experienced all these years?"

The expressions of Liu Xuan, Ji Rushi, Liu Xin, and the others changed. They never thought that this would be the result. Especially Ji Rushi, her beautiful eyes subconsciously looked towards Liu Yifeng who was in stage five, and her heart was filled with worry.

Meng Huo and Liu Yifeng, who were both located on platform number 1 and No. 5, had slightly serious expressions, but most of all, there was a gloomy and cold killing intent.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Meng Lao cried as he glared at Han Chen venomously, "Damned bastard, I won't let you get away with this. "I will definitely not let you get away with this. I will cut off your flesh piece by piece. I will make you beg for death!"

"Since that's the case, why should I keep you here?"

Han Chen said in a bland tone, causing everyone's heart to tighten. With the arrival of the god of death, the hatred in Meng Lao's eyes instantly transformed into endless fear.

Hiss! The cold blade of the sword slashed across his opponent's neck. The entire world seemed to have come to a standstill.

Meng Lao's pupils rapidly dilated as he tilted his head back, his lips moving as though he was a fish under oxygen. Time to live took away his life force. Everyone in the room was shocked, as if they had been separated by a lifetime.

Hidden Court City's City Lord Meng Hai was so shocked that her eyes almost popped out of her head. "Clenching her teeth, she shouted with incomparable fury." "Brat, you dare to kill him?"

The hearts of the audience jolted as they suddenly regained their senses.

"Shut up."

"Am I wrong? If your City Lord speaks like fart, you can come over and kill me right now. "

"You?" Meng Hai was so angry that his lungs were about to explode. His face was ashen, and veins were popping out from his forehead. At that moment, he really wanted to rush over and kill Han Chen with a palm. However, it was difficult to hide the rage in the tens of thousands of spectators' mouths, so they could only forcefully suppress it.

Bai Xiaotian, who was standing beside him, frowned. It was unknown what he was thinking.

As for the Patriarch of the Liu Family, Liu Xuan, he was gloating secretly and laughing to himself. Even though the Liu Family and the Mayor's mansion seemed to be in harmony, the relationship between them was not that good.

Ji Rushi and Liu Xin couldn't help but be a little worried. If Han Chen and Liu Yifeng were to meet, what kind of intense battle would happen? Princess Cang Yaner looked deeply at Han Chen who was standing on the stage, and a cold intent stealthily crept onto her delicate eyebrows.

The judges in the audience sent people to clean up the mess of corpses on the stage. The four contestants with broken tendons on their arms and legs were also moved down from the high platform. Perhaps to them, taking back their lives was the only consolation.

Because Arena Eight was in such an intense battle, no one noticed that there were already two arenas where contestants had been promoted. They were Bai Yu from the third ring and an ordinary-looking man from the second ring.

From the very beginning, Bai Yu had been paying attention to Han Chen's situation. When she saw that the other party had killed Meng Lao in such a thunderous manner, her heart trembled uncontrollably.

Hua Yumei, who was in the middle of the crowd, heaved a sigh of relief as a complicated look appeared in her beautiful eyes. After this battle, she had already changed her opinion of Han Chen.

A moment later, the battles on the eight arenas finally came to an end.

Just as everyone had thought, Meng Huo, Liu Yifeng,, Bai Yu and Bai Hong had all levelled up. However, the White Army had been eliminated. The biggest accident would naturally be Han Chen, as he would completely charge out of the encirclement as a powerful dark horse.

Bai Hong who was in stage seven had levelled up smoothly. However, he was not happy at all, because he was in order. His opponent was Han Chen.

The first round of the knockout stage was a complete mess. The audience was filled with anticipation for the next round. After the injured competitors were all moved away, only one person remained on each stage.

The elder who was dressed as a deacon walked to the center of the stage and looked deeply at Han Chen, and then looked at the gloomy City Lord Meng Hai who was standing on the east platform. Then, she pursed her lips and spoke with an unnatural tone.

"Next, we will proceed to the second round. Stage 1 winner, Meng Huo, against Stage 2 winner, Yang Feng. The rest of the personnel will leave the arena temporarily. "

Meng Huo against Yang Feng!

The other six left the ring one after another, heading towards their respective families. Just as Han Chen was about to step down, a gentle voice called out to him, "Han Chen."

"Hmm?" Han Chen was startled, the one who called him was Bai Yu, "What happened?"

"You come with me!" Bai Yu pointed at the Bai Clan procession on the eastern platform. "Grandpa is over there!" Won't you come over? "

Han Chen frowned, and asked: "Did you let me go back? Or did he let me go back? "

"Yes," Bai Yu answered in surprise. However, Han Chen shook his head, turned around and walked in Hua Yumei's direction.

After the second round of battles was finished, Meng Huo and the man called Yang Feng stood on Stage One and faced each other.

Yang Feng's appearance was quite ordinary, but his skin was fair and clean, and he looked more energetic. He knew that when facing this opponent of Meng Huo's, he could not be the least bit careless.

Meng Huo had a face full of ridicule and contempt, and said with a faint smile, "Do you want to scram yourself, or do you want me to send you down?"