Bang!!!
The next moment, An Qingge could no longer hold on. Clusters of blood mist exploded from all over her body.
Her Life Force was draining away bit by bit.
Watching it all, Chen Wen calmly put away the Chi Chu Sword.
Silence.
The entire world instantly fell into dead silence.
Everyone stared blankly at the scene, unable to recover for a long while.
What had they just seen?
One sword.
Yes, Chen Wen had slain An Qingge with a single sword.
This was no longer a matter of victory or defeat. It was a matter of whether An Qingge could survive.
To them, this was simply too outrageous.
They had thought they were already estimating Chen Wen highly enough, yet they had still underestimated him.
And they had underestimated him by far.
When they saw Chen Wen cut down An Qingge with one sword, their minds had gone blank.
That image was like a deep-water bomb, detonating monstrous waves within their understanding.
Likewise, at this very moment, they could be certain that in just over two short days, Chen Wen had grown stronger again.
This rate of growth far exceeded anything they could comprehend.
After a long while, Luo Qingfeng was the first to come back to his senses. He gave a helpless, bitter smile. "It seems we'll never be able to catch up to Brother Chen in this lifetime."
Murong Qingcheng and Ji Yaoyao fell silent.
Indeed.
They found themselves unable to refute those words.
Because how long had it even been since they entered this place? Yet Chen Wen had already surpassed them.
That was the bloody truth.
No matter how exceptional their backgrounds or how deep their foundations, they could not change that fact.
If they did not encounter even greater opportunities, then everything had already