Badass.
How outrageously arrogant!!!
His words sent a shock through everyone.
To them, Chen Wen was far too arrogant.
He had even claimed he would take out all 498 disciples by himself.
But they quickly came to their senses, their gazes falling on that cloud of blood mist.
Someone had died?
Good heavens.
Everyone sucked in another cold breath, their heads buzzing.
A moment ago, they had been shocked only by Chen Wen's arrogance. Now, something even harder to believe had happened: someone had died.
Ye Wuchen had been crushed to death under one foot. What did that even mean?
Just thinking about it made their scalps prickle.
How strong did someone have to be to do that?
That brat... damn him, damn him, damn him!!!
Ye Chao roared in his heart, his eyes bloodshot.
At that moment, he wanted nothing more than to tear Chen Wen apart and devour him alive.
Ye Wuchen had been a rising genius of the Ye Clan, a true genius.
Yet he had died at Chen Wen's hands just like that. How could Ye Chao accept it? How could he not hate him!!!
"That strength... he really does have something."
Ye Qinglian paused, then spoke.
Dongfang Chuge, Zhuge Futian, and the others exchanged glances.
They could see the excitement in one another's eyes.
Their looks seemed to say that the kid had grown stronger again, and not by just a little.
Once again.
Chen Wen had given them another enormous surprise.
Even Donghuang Dixiao's habitually calm expression tightened slightly.
This was the first time he had seen Chen Wen fight with his own eyes. Last time, he had learned only the outcome.
Now he finally understood why Ye Chao had suffered a loss at Chen Wen's hands.
To possess such strength at only the