"Forty million? Can someone tell me if there's something wrong with my eyes?"
"No, it's not just you. My eyes are messed up too. I must be seeing things!"
"No way. Could Du Meng actually be from the True Dragon Clan? Only the True Dragon Clan could possess such tremendous strength!"
"With power this terrifying, it looks like Du Meng's the ultimate champion!"
"..."
Hearing the crowd's chatter, Du Meng looked extremely pleased with himself. He couldn't help but feel a little giddy.
He even looked over at Qin Shaofeng again, a smug glint in his eyes.
Qin Shaofeng's eyes narrowed slightly, and a touch of irritation rose in his heart.
That reckless kid was actually getting smug with me?
Did he think that just because he'd scored an attack power of forty million, he could hold on to the strength competition championship?
What a joke!
Whoosh!
In the next instant, Qin Shaofeng's figure blurred. Before most of the people present had even recovered from the shock of Du Meng's forty-million result, Qin Shaofeng threw a punch.
Boom!
The punch landed with a crash like mountains collapsing and the earth splitting. Under countless disbelieving gazes, the testing boulder on the field trembled, then slid backward a short distance.
It had moved less than a meter, but that was frightening enough.
Even after taking hits from so many competitors, the testing boulder had remained as immovable as a mountain.
It hadn't budged at all—not even when Du Meng had just thrown that all-out punch.
But now the testing boulder had actually slid backward!
Just how powerful was that punch?
The crowd could at least make a rough guess at its strength.
The reason was simple: the faint glow now shining from the testing boulder said it all.
At last, everyone knew