Zhang Hai didn't understand, but he was utterly shocked.
His gaze fixed on the Octagon Cage suspended above. The astonishment in his eyes only grew.
Were this guy's stats a little too overpowered?
Zhou Yuanchen was secretly thrilled, the corners of his mouth struggling to turn up.
He'd had a rough time in that Top 100 Competition match.
Apart from the discomfort of having his account frozen, what bothered him more was the frustration of being crushed in terms of stats.
It had even left Zhou Yuanchen with a psychological scar, making him question his entire existence.
Who was the Professional Level fighter here, anyway?
Boom!
The air exploded above the main ring with a deafening crash!
Qin Shi, who'd gone straight into the second phase, displayed strength far beyond what an amateur should have been capable of.
Hundred Bones Resonance. His mortal body quivered as threads of radiance intertwined, drawing in the violent air currents from all directions.
Like a small sun rising and bursting forth.
It released a dazzling light!
It nearly shattered the dome!
"What limit is this?"
"The Martial Arts Association's records are quite clear: the Four Great Limits."
"Which four?"
"No idea. He's the successor to Nanhuang Dojo, and the details are strictly confidential..."
The spectators below whispered among themselves, buzzing with discussion.
Zhang Hai had used Horizontal Clouds Hundred Strikes to deal nearly fifty percent damage to the heavily armored Chou Niu Armor. That was already impressive.
But who could've guessed Qin Shi would step onto the ring and project an even more powerful presence?
From an outsider's perspective, he looked more like a Professional Level fighter than Zhang Hai.
Just by adopting a punching stance, he could suppress the towering Chou Niu Armor, pinning it firmly in place.
His body seemed like an