Shadow Obscures the Sun, This Battle Will Be Recorded in Martial History!

Crack!

"Arghhh!"

Elder Wang's arms snapped in an instant, the sound crisp beyond measure.

Meng Chuan's utterly ordinary-looking arms were unstoppable, pressing lightly against his chest just like that.

"Pfft—"

A mouthful of old blood sprayed thirty yards away. Even with Meng Chuan holding back, the old Grandmaster's chest caved in three inches, and he was hurled high into the sky.

After a long while, he crashed heavily beyond the arena boundaries Cui Yunyu had marked out.

Rumble!

The surging force of the palm passed through the old Grandmaster's body and poured back into the earth, plowing a straight ten-mile trench across Dragon Pool Island. Dust billowed, and sand and stones flew everywhere.

"Holy shit, this young man!"

"One move and he was finished... Are young people these days all this fierce, or are we just too old...?"

"He seemed to have used only the strength of his body. That's terrifying!"

The old Grandmasters below the stage were completely dumbfounded.

Their expectations for Meng Chuan's strength had already been high, but seeing him instantly defeat Elder Wang—who had launched a sneak attack and seized the initiative—still left them utterly shocked.

Having finished all that, Meng Chuan's expression remained calm, as though nothing had happened.

His palms were completely uninjured, not even stained with a speck of dust. They merely hung naturally at his sides, swaying faintly in the wind.

As he stood suspended in midair, he looked as though he had never made a move from beginning to end, carrying himself with utter ease.

"Hiss..."

That sharp intake of breath came from Chen Zhiming below the stage.

Of everyone present, he knew Meng Chuan's strength from two years ago better than anyone.

That Wang Family elder was definitely far stronger than himself.

Yet Meng Chuan had swatted him away with