As he spoke, Chen Mo had no interest in lowering his head to see what the masked woman looked like. With one kick, he sent her flying off the arena.
As though he were sweeping away trash.
The remaining three Great Yu martial artists glared at him furiously.
Yet none of them dared step onto the stage.
Chen Mo's displayed strength was simply too overwhelming.
Wang Kai, Great Gan's first contestant, ranked third in strength among their five fighters.
He was a One-Qi Grandmaster, with combat strength nearing that of a Two-Qi Grandmaster, yet Chen Mo had instantly defeated him.
That directly forced Sun Wen, Great Yu's strongest fighter, to step up without hesitation, only for her to nearly suffer the same instant defeat.
She was among the very best even within the ranks of Two-Qi Grandmasters, yet she had still been so utterly vulnerable.
More importantly, whether it was Wang Kai or Sun Wen, both had been beaten miserably.
They were Grandmasters, yet Chen Mo had knocked them unconscious outright. Forget their dignity for the moment—the vast difference in strength was plain for all to see.
Of Great Yu's remaining three martial artists, only one had reached the Grandmaster Realm. The other two possessed only Xiantian Realm cultivation and combat strength. How could they dare go onstage? Even if all three attacked together, they were clearly no match for him.
Since they knew they certainly could not win, they thought they might as well go up one by one and take their beating.
That was still less humiliating than attacking together and losing anyway.
Under such circumstances, all they could do was preserve their last shred of dignity. Not one of them had any thought of avoiding battle.
Seeing this, Chen Mo had no intention of giving them much