Fantasy: The Path of the Villain

There was a loud bang, and a huge explosion suddenly came from in front of the two of them.

The shock wave generated by the collision of divine power, mixed with the deafening sound, instantly spread throughout the entire arena and even reverberated in the conference.

Su Yi only covered his fist with divine power, and he punched the fully armed Su Meng on par.

For a while, the two were deadlocked in place, and neither could do anything to the other.

Watching him easily receive his full blow, Su Meng was full of surprise and puzzlement. He didn't know why Su Yi was so powerful.

No, to be precise, he was able to handle it with ease, because he had already used all his strength, but he blocked it with a calm punch.

at this time.

Before he could react, Su Yi grabbed his glove with his left hand, and then quickly swung his powerful right fist towards his abdomen as before.

"Wh...what!" Su Meng, who was frowning slightly looking at the fist that was swung, was about to make another response when his body flew backwards uncontrollably.

There was another bang, and the burly man was once again punched by Su Yi.

However, although he was still hammered away, after making preparations, he only stabilized his figure in the middle of the inverted flight, and then attacked Su Yi again.

Facing Su Meng who was going all out at this time, Su Yi used various skills to perfectly defuse his full onslaught.

Su Meng, who was knocked into the air many times, was not discouraged. Instead, he became more and more courageous. With the full use of the exercises, his strength continued to rise.

After all, his talent is the body of a berserker, and the last thing he fears is protracted warfare.

At the same time, watching the wanton confrontation in the arena, punching to the flesh.

The people outside the arena were amazed and talked about it silently, especially the top group of arrogances in the Su family in terms of strength and status.

"Isn't the young master's strength weakened? How come he still has the same strength as Su Meng, and this is just a physical confrontation."

"That's right, looking at it this way, as long as the strength is lower than the mid-stage of the God-Void Realm, don't they all have no chance?"

Hearing the voice of doubt coming from his ear, a suave and handsome man with sword and star eyebrows immediately snorted and said, "He was only severely wounded in soul and unable to display the strength of the gods, and his physical strength is still original strength."

The person who spoke was named Su Mingze, and he was the highest-ranking person in the Su family after Su Yi.

Whether it is his own strength or the contribution of the Su family, he is extremely outstanding.

Immediately afterwards, Su Anrong, a young man with a stern face, added: "In melee combat, few people can take advantage of him, and only Su Meng, a big fool, really thinks that Su Yi is letting the water go. "

With his current strength in the mid-stage of the Divine Void Realm, he could see through at a glance that Su Yi was just playing casually with that big guy with strength but no brains.

Even though he was seriously injured, it was still easy to deal with people whose level was so much lower than his own.

...

Facing the shadow of the dragon head fist attacking towards him again, it was wrapped in a scorching air wave of fierce fist.

In a short time, the surrounding space was filled with Su Meng's attacks.

At this time, Su Yi smiled slightly. He avoided all the fists of the dragon's head with just a few twists and turns, and then he raised his left hand to catch the attacking fist firmly.

Afterwards, he squeezed the fist that directly restrained the fist that Su Meng wanted to withdraw, and said, "The talent of the Berserker Body is really good, but unfortunately it is still a bit short. I hope you can figure out the shortcomings yourself."

Facing the restrained fist and hearing what he said, Su Meng was at a loss. Was he teaching himself?Or do you have other intentions, just want to distract yourself?

After all, so far, at most, he was punched and flew away, but in terms of any damage, the sudden punch at the beginning was nothing more than some internal injuries.

As for the subsequent knock-up, it was just careless, and it was completely unscathed.

Seeing his puzzled face and his right fist, Su Yi chuckled suddenly: "Sometimes, an attack that seems to cause no harm is often the most deadly..."

After all, with the force of his left hand, he grabbed Su Meng, who was stupefied, and threw him hard at the back.

There was a loud bang.

As Su Meng came into close contact with the stone surface, the ground as hard as iron cracked, and then a stone pit with a size of ten meters was quickly formed.

Milky white light of divine power erupted from all parts of his body, including the neck, right shoulder, abdomen and limbs.

And some of the properties of this breath are unique to the sacred scriptures of immortality, and they are also secretly hidden in every attack.

At the same time, when Su Meng was injured by a fall from the back, a strange force surged out of his body without knowing when, and then it hit his extraordinary meridians and viscera all at once.

With a pop, Su Meng's eyes widened when he fell heavily to the ground, and he couldn't stop spitting out a lot of blood, while his face was full of pain and confusion.

He didn't know why he was seriously injured in an instant. It was obviously just a careless back fall, but in the end, he was instantly unable to move.

At this time, he was not aware of his limbs, he had already lost consciousness, and could only place them on the ground at will and twitch unconsciously.

He only knew that he couldn't move at all now, he could only lie on the ground and endure the severe pain caused by the chaotic force in his body.

Looking at Su Meng, who was no longer capable of resisting, Su Yi looked down at him with his hands behind his back, and explained: "There is a dark force in the fist, I think you don't know it? As long as you pull it a little, it seems to be dispensable. There are hidden dangers, but the enemy will be defeated in an instant."

"But...but I have the blessing of divine clothes and talent, so I shouldn't leave other people's hidden energy..." Hearing this, Su Meng endured the pain in his body and asked back.

As the owner of the body, he is the most clear about the strange breath or power that appears in the body.

Hearing this, Su Yi shook his head and chuckled again, "It depends on the strength gap between the two sides, doesn't it?"

After finishing speaking, he grabbed his right hand, and the milky white light on the palm was fleeting.

After he looked somewhere outside the field for a while, he raised his hand and threw it hard.

Su Meng, who was seriously injured, was thrown out of the field by him.

At the same time, a figure suddenly appeared on Su Meng's only way, and then followed him who was flying upside down.

The person who made the move was Su Meng's father. When he saw his son's defeat in the battle, his face was ashen, and he supported his son without saying a word.