Fang Chen suddenly exerted force beneath his feet, making the arena floor tremble slightly,
His entire body shot forward like a blood-red bolt of lightning, meeting them head-on!
"Bang bang bang bang—!"
The long saber in his hand danced wildly, sending Blade Qi slashing out without pause!
Tyrant Blade—Grave Burial!
With the full enhancement of Blood Armor, what it increased was far more than merely his defensive power!
His already terrifying physical strength and explosive speed
had now reached an utterly jaw-dropping level!
Countless incomparably condensed blades of Blade Qi were launched from the saber by sheer force,
crashing toward Zhang Qing and Wan Shuo as though they were cannonballs!
"How is this possible?! What terrifying Unleashed Power!"
Wan Shuo's heart jolted,
and the long sword in his hand whipped about. Sword Qi after Sword Qi interwove into a dense sword net as he fought desperately to block them!
Zhang Qing likewise swung his long saber, infusing the blade with Gang Yuan. Saber light spilled forth like lengths of silk, constantly cleaving apart the incoming Blade Qi.
A look of shock and doubt appeared on his face. "Such astonishing explosive power... Fang Chen's physical strength surpasses that of Pang Yuan, who is renowned for Body Refinement, by who knows how much!"
"What exactly is this blood-colored armor?!"
At this moment, the same question as Zhang Qing's revolved through the minds of every spectator!
Why could Fang Chen... condense such a strange and powerful armor from within his own body?!
When others stepped onto the arena to fight, at most they brought a divine weapon,
but you went one better and simply put on a suit of armor before coming up!
Was that right?!
Was that fair?!
Yet this armor had been condensed from Fang Chen's own body, so it violated