Wen Zilong knocked the fifth-level barbarian dragon to the ring with just one punch.
The tsunami of mountains and rivers below the audience stopped immediately.
Facing opponents who are also level 5, even weapons are useless.
Not even the energy is added.
With just one punch, the opponent fell on the ring.
What kind of strength is this?
Everyone thought this guy was a liar, but the strength shown by this liar shocked all the barbarian dragons.
On the hosting stage not far away, the patriarchs of the three major families and the city lord were slightly shocked when they saw this scene.
In fact, they had thought before that since this guy could defeat three fifth-level powerful men in the Hai family, he should be able to win easily.
But unexpectedly, he won so easily.
Just one punch!
The most important thing is his speed of attack.
This speed is definitely not like the speed of a fifth-level strongman.
The fifth-level barbarian dragon holding the sword didn't even react, so he punched him down.
Too fast!
It's really too fast!
Even the sixth-level super strong men, who had secretly compared themselves, were shocked to find that even they were not as fast as Wen Zilong.
Finally, they concluded:
Sure enough, liars usually have some real skills.
Under the arena, Xiangzi and Ling'er also widened their eyes together.
They also saw Wen Zilong's strength that night.
Knowing that Wen Zilong will definitely win.
But what they saw that night was Wen Zilong's defense, but they did not see Wen Zilong's attack.
Unexpectedly, Wen Zilong's attack was so simple and crude.
Just one punch!
What a powerful strength this should be.
Although they are also fifth-level barbarian dragons, they are completely different from Wen Zilong.
They could feel that if they fought against Wen Zilong, they would be killed in seconds.
At this time, the barbarian dragon lying on the stage could not speak a word.
As for standing up and continuing to fight?
That is naturally impossible.
Wen Zilong glanced at him lightly and said to the referee next to him:
"Pick it away. Next."
All the barbarian dragons who heard him speak came to their senses.
"I didn't expect that he still has some strength."
"In the fifth level, it should be considered very strong."
"It's not just a strong person, it's simply the peak of the fifth level."
"It seems we underestimated him."
"But despite this, he is still a little far from the sixth level after all. I heard that there are as many as five super strong men in the sixth level who came to participate in the competition this time. It is impossible for him to win the top three. As long as it is not the top three, the city lord will kill him."
When the barbarian dragons heard this, their faces showed joy again.
This Wuji City’s Strong Master Championship is a very perverted competition system.
Those who stand on the ring at the beginning must continue to stand as long as they win.
In this way, even if some barbarian dragons with similar strength are consumed too much physical strength and energy after fighting for several rounds in a row, they will lose.
Therefore, those barbarian dragons are basically unwilling to go up in advance.
Even if they won, the Manlong who stayed in the ring took advantage of the referee's chance to announce the result of the game and clear the venue. He sat on a special stone bench next to him, rested for a while, and recovered a little bit.
Wen Zilong was so angry that he started clamoring on the ring.
This made the barbarian dragons below feel so angry that they were itchy.
But thinking about it, it was just like that, and knocking down the opponent with one punch was nothing to do.
Take a rest.
Next, a few fifth-level barbarian dragons who do not believe in evil will come to the stage to challenge.
Without exception, all of them were punched by Wen Zilong.
Originally, some fifth-level barbarian dragons were counting on Wen Zilong for several rounds of battle, and their physical strength had been consumed a lot, and they wanted to defeat Wen Zilong.
But Wen Zilong seemed to have no consumption at all.
The key is that Wen Zilong's speed is beyond their reach.
At this time, the hatred of the barbarian dragons in the audience for Wen Zilong reached its peak.
If someone can defeat this liar, they will only feel relieved and relieved.
But until now, all opponents have been knocked down by the liar.
The person you want to kill is more capable than you.
This is the most annoying thing.
After five rounds, Wen Zilong didn't even look at his opponent lying on the stage.
He said directly: "Carry away, next one."
However, this time, after the opponent was carried away, no one came up for a long time.
Wen Zilong was a little bored and said impatiently:
"Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up, hurry up, hurry up and wait until you go back to have a meal!"
In one sentence, the emotions of the barbarian dragons present were ignited again.
Everyone was filled with righteous indignation.
But no barbarian dragon dared to go up.
But at this moment, a barbarian dragon slowly walked up the stage from the steps.
Wen Zilong didn't even read it, just knowing that this guy is not simple.
Why?
Because often the more capable a person is, the more low-key he is.
Look at the ones who just jumped onto the stage with gorgeous movements, they were all those who were only good at showing off their handsomeness, but were only handsome for only three seconds.
Wen Zilong turned his head and looked at the barbarian dragon.
It was an elderly barbarian dragon who looked a little thin.
It seems that they are more than 300 and nearly 400 years old. I guess they will be the kind that they will die if they don’t break through.
The old barbarian dragon said to Wen Zilong: "Young barbarian dragon, it's best to be low-key."
After saying that, the momentum on his body slowly spread.
A super strongman in the sixth level!
Seeing this, the barbarian dragons below were all excited.
"Finally, a super strong man has come to deal with him!"
"He may be invincible in the fifth level, but he is still a dish in front of the sixth level super strongman."
"Look at whether he dares to be arrogant in front of the sixth-level super strong man."
"Hehe, he is just a level 5. In front of the super strongman with his tail between his legs and behave like a barbarian dragon?"
At this moment, Wen Zilong laughed at the thin wild dragon and looked helpless:
"I also want to keep a low profile, but he doesn't allow his strength."
It seemed that he felt that pretending was not enough, so he added:
"Only those who are incompetent will choose to keep a low profile."
As soon as these words were spoken, the audience suddenly became uproar.
"So arrogant!"
"That's so annoying!"
"You dare to be so arrogant in front of the sixth-level super strong man. Beat him!"
"Bow him to death!"
"Bow him to death!"
"Bow him to death!"
For a moment, the atmosphere on the scene reached its peak again.
Wen Zilong suddenly realized that he was really a good player to mobilize the atmosphere.
On the hosting stage, several elderly barbarian dragons frowned when they saw this scene.
"I have strength, but I have too much sharpness."
"It is normal for young people to be strong and energetic. However, too much is too much."
Chapter completed!