You Need to Witness True Power!

"What happened?!"

"Is that girl dead?"

"How weak!"

"It seems someone interrupted the duel!"

Who is it?

"A man wearing dark gold armor appeared quickly and blocked the Particle-Stream Electron Cannon of the Mechanical Superman."

"He broke the rules of the arena."

"Who is it that dares to break Mongul's rules and directly provoke Mongul?"

"I saw him emerge from Mongul's designated spot."

In an instant, the entire arena erupted in discussion. Among them was Thousand-Eyed Alien Thousand-Eyed Star People, renowned for his exceptional eyesight, capable of seeing the explosive particles split and collide with his extraordinary dynamic vision. In that instant, a majestic figure in dark gold appeared from Mongul's private viewing room.

It appeared very quickly, faster than a meteorite and more violent than an explosion, creating a huge hurricane. As if Teleportation, it appeared in front of the Mechanical Superman's Particle-Stream Electron Cannon and took the hit of this Particle-Stream Electron Cannon that could blast the Asian Continent.

A huge commotion immediately erupted in the arena.

As the discussion grew more heated, an even louder and more resounding voice rang out! "He's alright!"

There were strange aliens, staring wide-eyed and shouting.

The thick dust continued to spread until it thinned out, and within it, one could vaguely see a towering figure, its cloak fluttering slowly.

The Emperor Armor of metal and steel gave him a magnificent and majestic figure. In the thin dust, pale golden lines outlined a powerful, invincible, and awe-inspiring figure. The cloak gradually calmed down and swept down behind him, as if the entire starry sky had submitted to his feet.

suddenly.

A massive gust of wind swept away all the dust, and in an instant, the figure within the dust was like a king emerging from the abyss of the universe, reigning supreme over the stars and trampling the cosmos, appearing before everyone. A dark golden cloak of stars began to flutter brilliantly behind him.

The entire Warworld suddenly paused, as if it had been stomped on by a giant.

Mongul flew from his private viewing seat across the orbit like a meteorite, descending into the arena and creating a massive hurricane.

Mongul was tall and muscular, his muscles knotted like the roots of an old tree. His leather-like bodysuit accentuated the terrifying power of his muscles, which seemed to be expanding and growing even larger, containing a savage force.

He stood in the center of the arena, his large fists clenched so tightly they seemed to burst the air, his muscles tense with terrifying power, and a sinister grin revealing his white teeth.

"The third battle has begun!"

The million-strong crowd in the stands was overjoyed to see Mongul leave the field.

As the master of the entire Warworld and the entire cosmic arena, Mongul rarely leaves the arena.

Legend has it that his power is enough to destroy stars, and he has roamed the universe for countless years without anyone being able to defeat him. At this moment, seeing Mongul leave the stage, everyone in the audience couldn't help but feel excited.

They were about to witness a spectacular battle, one that would be recorded in the annals of the universe, which thrilled them.

"Kill him! You rule-breaker!"

Someone roared in support of Mongul, the roar spreading throughout the area, and then this excited passion infected others.

"Kill him!"

"Kill him!"

"Kill him!"

Waves of sound converged like a vast ocean, a deafening roar from over a million people, a furious howl of boiling blood, a fierce scream that resonated through every cell of their bodies.

There were aliens dressed in clothes who tore their clothes apart and roared loudly at the sky, their furious blood seemingly about to burst from their chests.

The arena erupted with an unprecedentedly loud and intense roar, stirring the blood of everyone present.

Ba Di's expression was indifferent, his brows slightly furrowed. He turned his head to look at his left hand, which was the very hand he had used to resist the Particle-Stream Electron Cannon of the Mechanical Superman, resulting in a porcelain-like crack.

This armor was originally a half-finished product created by Raven, temporarily modified. Everything about it was used to block and absorb Ba Di's body magnetic field. While it could withstand nuclear-level attacks, it was still a bit weak against a full-force Particle-Stream Electron Cannon like that of Mechanical Superman. Now, porcelain-like cracks were spreading along the dark and dark gold joint lines, revealing shocking steel fissures.

"I told you, I'd spare your life."

"Do not provoke me. Leave the Warworld, leave the Solar System, and never appear before me again."

Ba Di remained indifferent. Cracks began to appear on his left arm, widening and multiplying. He sensed the magnetic field in his left arm becoming uncontrollable, threatening to burst the Emperor Armor.

He didn't want to act rashly right now. If the armor on his left arm burst open and the chaotic magnetic field surged out from his left arm, it would cause uncontrollable consequences. At the very least, this Warworld, which was planned to become a product of Ba Di in the future, would suffer varying degrees of damage, which was something Ba Di did not want.

You should cherish your own belongings.

Mongul grinned maliciously, his clenched fist revealing deeply defined muscles that outlined his terrifying physique. His muscular strength was even more profound than that of a so-called bodybuilder, and explosive power burst forth from his muscles.

From the moment he saw Ba Di, he believed that Ba Di's ability to rule the Earth relied on his Emperor Armor, a blend of technology and magic. Therefore, without hesitation, he launched his attack.

Once this Earth ruler, who relies on technological armor, is defeated, General Otto and the Earth will naturally fall into his hands.

That was the purpose of inviting Ba Di here.

Of course, this was also Ba Di's purpose: to let Mongul see his power and obediently submit. Obviously, Mongul saw the external aspect, but the Emperor Armor and magnetic field concealed Ba Di's terrifying power.

"You need to see real power!"

Mongul laughed wildly, took a step forward, and stomped a deep crater into the arena floor. His fist pierced the air, and a powerful, shrill sound wave attacked Ba Di.

Ba Di frowned slightly as he watched Mongul raise his fist to meet the attack. With an indifferent expression, he raised his left hand and met Mongul's fist with his palm.

'Boom!'

A tremendous explosion unleashed a massive hurricane that swept up into the audience, sending those in the front rows sprawling and sprawling. The hurricane filled their ears and noses, and the entire arena shook violently, making it instantly suffocating.

At the point of impact, a huge crater suddenly appeared in the ground, and dust swirled and spread in waves, like a hurricane.

Mongul felt as if his fist had struck an unshakeable steel wall. The force was so great that it couldn't move Ba Di even a fraction of an inch, and his fist throbbed with pain.

His eyes narrowed, and he stared at Ba Di's arm with an incredulous look.

Suddenly, one could see Ba Di's left hand. Starting from the palm, the steel armor of the Emperor Armor was cracked and expanded by Mongul's punch. The force was like a tornado, sweeping and scattering steel fragments along Ba Di's arm until the base of his arm was revealed, revealing Ba Di's strong, white jade-like arm. The powerful and beautiful muscle lines were faintly visible, emitting a terrifying magnetic field.

Within his arm, a surging force, containing a magnetic field powerful enough to tear through space, was gradually emerging... as if his arm concealed an abyss of fear, unleashing a power capable of Destruction the world.