Pressure on the Dragon-Tiger Dao, Blood Splatters Crimson Robes!

"So... strong..."

Before dying, Colby's eyes bulged uncontrollably as he muttered under his breath.

Looking back over the entire match, he felt only an oppressive force filling every limb and bone, lingering without end.

Though Meng Chuan did not possess destructive power as overwhelmingly powerful as Sevis's, his strength was just as terrifying. Every time Colby's body collided with Meng Chuan's, it was like an egg striking a stone.

"Huff..."

In the end, Colby closed his eyes. The great net woven from Divine Power within him, tightly clutching that Divine Power seed, ultimately did not crush it...

The spectators were stunned at first, then countless comments flooded forth.

Especially among the people of Great Chu, excitement and exhilaration surged onto their faces. Many picked up their phones and spread the latest developments of the match.

Thick smoke rolled like ink, and a figure stood tall and unshaken.

At this moment, Meng Chuan was the only one left in this vast spiritual world.

Clearly.

Dark Mamba... out!

In an instant, the entire volcanic terrain collapsed.

Meng Chuan's body likewise turned illusory, the majestic aura around him erased by chaos as he returned to the preparation room.

Great Chu's official livestream was as lively as New Year's at this moment.

The four hosts wore excited expressions as they loudly congratulated Meng Chuan on advancing to the final.

The powerful expert commentators invited for the day were also praising Meng Chuan's strength one after another.

No need for further words—there was only one word for it!

Strong!

Too strong!

Throughout the entire match, Meng Chuan had suppressed Colby. His opponent had not the slightest chance.

And just like that, he won with ease.

This was a one-sided crushing, not a clash between equals!

At this moment, it was not only the livestream. With