"This... this is..."
Horror flooded Liu Doudou's eyes. She was about to speak when a sonic force that seemed to reign over the world and look down upon all living things surged through the space, sweeping across the entire Tournament Stage.
Boom!
The invisible sound waves became a giant hand, slamming its palm onto the entire Tournament Stage. In an instant, shattered stone and dust flew everywhere.
When the dust obscuring their vision cleared, everyone stood frozen.
A massive palm print had been carved into the center of the Tournament Stage as sharply as a blade, and the strike had broken the entire stage into two sections.
In front of the palm print, Liu Doudou trembled all over, her eyes filled with terror, and involuntarily fell to her knees.
Behind it, Jun Wangchen stood with his hands behind his back, his clothes fluttering in the wind. Beneath his rakishly styled hair, his face remained serene...
Gulp!
In the deathly silence, the faint sound of people swallowing could be heard.
The contestants on the other three Tournament Stages had all stopped fighting. As they stared at the devastation Jun Wangchen had caused, their eyes held nothing but shock.
"Brother Jun is a badass. Few words, no mercy!" One glance was enough to send a scalp-tingling chill through Li Tianshuai.
With a single word, Liu Doudou's vast, ocean-like five-colored sound waves had shattered. The Heaven-Descending Divine Palm had formed without a sound and split the entire Tournament Stage in two.
Such terrifying power, such terrifying methods—even an Earth Tier Martial Artist might not have been able to pull them off.
"Hiss!" Wang Shanzhi drew a sharp breath as he stared at the enormous palm print.
When he had first met Jun Wangchen, his impression had been of someone immensely powerful. Now, Jun