Blood Sunset, Gathering Momentum - My Great Power Astonishes the World!

Meng Chuan opened his eyes and strode back to the Overlord Throne.

He sat down steadily, all the Killing Intent around him completely reined in.

Commentator's booth.

Dong Xin's body trembled. It was only through sheer professionalism that she maintained her composure beneath her terror.

Professionalism!

Her left hand pressed against her heaving chest as she endured the tightness and dryness in her throat, then slowly said, "Let us congratulate Overlord Meng Chuan on successfully defending the ring."

Though Dong Xin's tone was not impassioned, it completely shattered the deathly silence hanging over the audience!

In the packed venue of two hundred thousand seats, countless people sucked in cold breaths. The entire Martial Competition Center seemed to have been vacuumed empty.

"Brother Chuan, fucking awesome!"

"A little heifer on a plane—awesome enough to reach the heavens!"

"A little heifer in a steamer—steaming fucking awesome!"

Xu Qingfeng, Chu Yanhu, and the others excitedly leaped from their seats, shouting at the top of their lungs.

For a time, the words "fucking awesome" rose and fell one after another. Many who had resented Meng Chuan for taking the throne changed their minds considerably.

Never mind whether he was qualified to be an Overlord.

Just answer this—was that one-punch instant kill fucking awesome or not?

Yet.

The instigator of it all remained as calm as ever.

After an entire match, Meng Chuan had not even taken a single heavy breath.

It was as though he had just gone on an outing, rather than fought a life-or-death battle.

Seated on the throne, his eyelids hung low, as if he were deep in thought.

Something... seemed to have followed his victory over Chen Biao.

It merged into his momentum and flowed into his body...

His entire body seemed to meld with the Black Obsidian Throne behind